msmithbooks Chapter 172 Eager to Return Home! Understand?
Chapter 172 Eager to Return Home! Understand?
Chapter 172 Eager to Return Home! Understand?
Yu Huan walked towards the gate of the Public Security Bureau while making a phone call.
The call connected, and Yu Huan was just standing at the gate, exchanging a brief greeting with Lao Yang.
To Yu Huan's surprise, the other party actually came out to greet him personally.
Old Yang was thin, and although his eyes were slightly cloudy, they were still clear and bright. He strode down the steps with great energy and warmly extended his hand to Yu Huan.
Yu Huan then shook his hand tightly.
The two were instantly separated.
"Congratulations!" Old Yang said with a big smile. "You just bought the shop a month ago, and it's about to be demolished."
Upon hearing this tactful remark, the person greeted him with a smile, and Yu Huan smiled back and said, "I didn't expect the demolition to happen so quickly."
"That shows you have good taste!"
Yu Huan smiled and shook her head, but said, "Since you think I have good taste, Uncle Yang, I mentioned to you before that Meixi Lake has great potential. Have you bought a house there?"
Upon hearing this, Old Yang gestured: "Two apartments, each over 100 square meters. The environment over there is indeed quite nice. I'll take one, and my son will take one."
Yu Huan nodded.
He changed the subject: "Wait a moment, my cousin will be on his way from the hospital soon."
Old Yang understood Yu Huan's intention to mediate and breathed a sigh of relief with his hands behind his back.
His son, that brat, is always arrogant and unruly. Although both he and this young man are under thirty, they are on completely different levels in their interactions with others.
It’s so irritating that people are so different from each other…
The mediation room was bright and clean.
The group sat around a rectangular table.
Besides the two police officers, there were Old Yang and his son, and Yu Huan and his brother.
Yu Huan looked at Yu Songnian across from her. He was wearing an elastic mesh cap and had a face full of fat, which made him look somewhat comical.
Then look at Xiong Er Yang Pangzi next to him. One eye was swollen, and he slumped listlessly in the chair like a wilted eggplant, a stark contrast to his previous arrogant demeanor.
Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Yu Songnian looked speechless: "Brother Huan, what are you laughing at?"
Yu Huan's smile faded, and she said seriously, "I remembered something happy."
Fatty Yang rolled his eyes and muttered in dissatisfaction, "We're about to become residents eligible for demolition compensation, how can I not be happy?"
Seeing this, Old Yang, who was standing next to Yu Huan, couldn't help but sigh and looked at Fatty Yang with a disappointed look: "Can you say less?"
After questioning last night, Yang Pangzi's three accomplices have all gone home.
After all, the main responsibility for this incident lies with Fatty Yang. He was the one who smashed Yu Songnian's head with an empty bottle; he was the main culprit.
Once the case is filed and the results are released, the other three weaklings, as accomplices, will at most be summoned and detained for a few days, and then have to pay some compensation.
Officer Zhao, who was seated at the head of the table, tapped on the table.
He looked around, mainly at Old Yang, and said firmly, "Listen to me, our Public Security Bureau only mediates once in principle, but that only applies to the civil litigation part attached to a criminal case. In your case, if mediation fails, we will go directly to the legal process and make a judgment according to law. Do you understand?"
Old Yang frowned upon hearing this and asked worriedly, "So, even after mediation, my little devil will still go to jail?"
Officer Zhao glanced at Yu Huan.
They had a brief exchange at the entrance of the mediation room, and it was clear that the young man was willing to mediate and seek compensation.
Officer Zhao picked up the thermos containing goji berries, took a small sip, and explained:
"It depends on the amount of loss. We'll have to wait for the price bureau to assess the damage. But based on the extent of the damage I saw on site, if a compensation agreement is reached and the parties are cooperative, we can request a lighter or waived penalty."
"I understand." Old Yang nodded thoughtfully.
After some discussion, Yu Huan did not push Lao Yang and his group too hard regarding the matter of vandalizing the shops.
Regarding the economic and property losses caused by the vandalism of the shop, both parties agreed on a compensation amount of 20,000 yuan.
Yu Songnian suffered an undeserved misfortune because of him, sustaining a scalp laceration requiring five stitches and accompanied by hematoma, which was determined to be a minor injury by the forensic doctor. Yu Huan insisted on demanding 30,000 yuan in compensation, refusing to budge.
Throughout the process, Old Yang watched as Fatty Yang sighed and groaned, but he had no choice but to agree.
Fatty Yang remained silent, his head drooping, looking even more listless than Yu Huan, who hadn't slept all night.
In the end, Lao Yang and Yu Huan reached an agreement on all issues and signed a letter of understanding.
The event concluded and everyone dispersed.
Xu Qian sat on the waiting chair outside the mediation room. When she saw Yu Songnian open the door and come out, she immediately got up and went to greet him.
She nervously tugged at his sleeve and asked, "How is it?"
Before Yu Songnian could answer, Yu Huan, who was following behind, raised her chin and said, "Let's talk outside."
The three of them walked without stopping, then passed through the narrow corridor and headed towards the lobby of the police station.
Yu Songnian's face was beaming with joy, feeling like he had struck gold.
He got 30,000 yuan for hitting his head on an empty wine bottle. If only this kind of business could be contracted out for a month!
Xu Qian could tell from the simple smile on Yu Songnian's face that things were going very well inside the mediation room!
She frowned and turned to Yu Huan, saying, "Brother Huan, Xu Hui called me earlier. Uncle Zhou and Aunt He were making a scene at the shop, demanding money from him. They were very rude and said they wouldn't leave until their wages were settled." Hearing this, Yu Huan chuckled and said, "Then I'll go settle your wages right now."
After leaving the police station, the three stood by the roadside, waiting for a taxi.
"This is awesome! A windfall of 50,000 yuan, and Brother Huan is going to be a recipient of the demolition compensation!" Yu Songnian put his hands on his hips, his face beaming with an uncontrollable smile, his lips almost reaching the sky.
Looking at his smug expression and his careless remarks, Yu Huan said speechlessly, "It's your sister-in-law who's going to be a recipient of compensation for her property being demolished."
One should not flaunt one's wealth, nor should one display one's riches.
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"Brother Huan, isn't your sister-in-law yours? You've already got your marriage certificate!" Yu Songnian teased, winking at him.
His expression suddenly froze as he realized a crucial question: "Fatty Yang and his father didn't give us any money, did they?"
Yu Huan was speechless. He explained, "We told you to study, but you're raising pigs! We signed a mediation agreement, and both parties agreed that Lao Yang and the others would transfer the money to the Public Security Bureau's account today, and then the Public Security Bureau would transfer it to us."
"Oh, I see." Yu Songnian suddenly realized.
He couldn't be bothered to read the contents of the agreement; as long as Huan-ge was on the front lines during mediation and negotiations, that was enough.
To be honest, he almost fell asleep with his hands supporting his chin for an hour or so.
Yu Huan added, "The money will be deposited into my bank account, and I will transfer the 30,000 yuan to you then."
Yu Songnian smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.
The scene of Huan Ge arguing for him was still vivid in his mind, and he hurriedly said, "Twenty thousand yuan will do."
He turned to Xu Qian, raised his eyebrows, and said excitedly, "Qianqian, I'll get you the latest Fruit 5!"
Hearing this, Xu Qian was overjoyed.
These days, Apple phones are the absolute king in every aspect; holding one in your hand exudes sophistication.
Some vain people are willing to sell their kidneys to support their beliefs, and this is not an isolated case these days.
For example, two men who were in debt and wanted to buy an iPhone agreed to sell their kidneys, but they fell victim to a scam. They were asked to pay a deposit and medical examination fees first. After being swindled out of all their money, the two men, in desperation, got two watermelon knives and robbed a taxi driver. As a result, they were arrested on suspicion of robbery.
These are all true stories. People born after the millennium certainly cannot understand this kind of world's diversity.
Yu Huan stared at the endless stream of people on the road, her head spinning from not having slept all night.
Upon hearing Yu Songnian's words, he immediately waved his hand and said, "What's yours is yours. Your head has been broken, so don't refuse."
Just as Yu Songnian was about to speak to Yu Huan, he saw Yu Huan suddenly turn her head and stare at a white, older Santana that was slowly driving out of the Public Security Bureau.
Old Yang, sitting in the driver's seat, waved to Yu Huan in a friendly manner through the car window.
Meanwhile, Fatty Yang in the passenger seat was looking out the window, a cigarette in his hand, looking relaxed.
This animal must have been released on bail by his father.
Recalling Old Yang's practiced manner in the mediation room, it's clear he's done this more than once to clean up his son's mess.
“A doting father often spoils his son,” Yu Huan sighed.
Yu Songnian scratched his forehead and said half-jokingly, "I always feel like Fatty Yang isn't his biological son."
Yu Huan laughed out loud after hearing this: "Don't let them hear you say that, or they'll beat you up by the father and son and crack your head open twice more."
Yu Songnian curled his lip indifferently: "Tch, if it weren't for the sneak attack, with Yang Pangzi's short arms and legs, would he have been able to even get close to me?"
"What if he has a knife on his waist?" Yu Huan joked.
Without hesitation, Yu Songnian replied, "Even the best martial arts master is afraid of a kitchen knife, so I would definitely run away as fast as I could!"
The two brothers were joking around when Yu Huan's phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, followed by a WeChat notification sound.
He took it out and saw that it was a message from Yu Chengcheng.
Yu Huan glanced at the time; it was 11:15 a.m., while it was late at night on the other side of the ocean, precisely the time when Yu Chengcheng was surfing the internet intensively.
"Brother Huan!" followed by two grinning emojis.
Upon seeing this overly solicitous address, Yu Huan couldn't help but feel a chill.
Trouble has come knocking.
"What's up?" he replied simply, displaying his aloofness.
Curious, Yu Songnian stood on tiptoe behind him and peeked, only to see that Yu Chengcheng had sent a message:
"I'll take a quick four-hour nap before heading to the airport. It's a direct flight from New York to Shanghai, followed by a layover. I'll probably land in Changsha around 9 PM tomorrow!"
Based on her chatting style, Yu Huan naturally knew that 9 PM that night had already been converted to Chinese time.
Fingers rapidly tapped on a 3x3 grid: 'So urgent?'
"My vacation starts on the 22nd. I waited a week for a discounted plane ticket, but it's only a 35-day winter break. I've been away from home for over a year!"
The message had barely been sent when Yu Chengcheng replied immediately:
'I'm eager to go home! Understand?'
(End of this chapter)