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Chapter 133

Manager Fu was beaten so painfully that he screamed and quickly looked at Xiao Mengxue's sports car parked aside.

Didi!

Xiao Mengxue's car made the sound of unlocking. Ye Chen shook the car key and looked at Manager Fu, "If you repair my car privately, how can you compensate me?"

His car?

Repair privately?

Still need compensation?

Manager Fu thought he had heard correctly. He looked at the salespeople next to him and found that they were also confused. He was sure that he had heard correctly.

Manager Fu was confused!

I fixed the wrong car myself!

Not only was the repair done in vain, but the other party also had to compensate.

This - I'm just going to be depressed to death.

When Zhao Tingfeng heard Ye Chen's voice, he was stunned for a few seconds and blurted out: "Ye Chen!"

But his voice was trembling, and his face was full of vigilance and nervousness.

When the name was called out, Director Qin next to him couldn't help but look over.

"Ha! Zhao Tingfeng!" Ye Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sneer on his face. That expression was mocking.

"You, why are you here?"

Zhao Tingfeng was obviously more nervous.

Manager Fu is now frightened to death by his own mistake, especially when he thinks about dismantling a dozen cars, which are new cars, and repairing two other people's Ferraris. If there is a problem, wouldn't it be crazy?

Thinking that a dozen cars were worth less than 50 million, he became even more anxious. Without even looking at Zhao Tingfeng's reaction, he hurriedly stepped forward and pointed at Ye Chen, "You, please pay me 50 million in compensation."

"Is the compensation 50 million right?" Ye Chen smiled when he heard the compensation, looked at Manager Fu for verification, and ignored Zhao Tingfeng's inquiry.

"Yes! Fifty million!" Manager Fu said quickly in order to absolve himself of the blame.

"Okay!" Ye Chen nodded happily, then looked at Zhao Tingfeng with a smile, "She wants me to pay 50 million to repair the car."

"Mr. Zhao, in order to repair two cars, I dismantled the mechanical parts of more than a dozen new cars. Fifty million is not much at all." Manager Fu explained quickly before waiting for Mr. Zhao to respond.

Zhao Tingfeng's nose was so angry that he really wanted to grab Manager Fu and ask her about her IQ?

But now, he didn't dare to offend Ye Chen.

Especially when I think of the scene where Zhang Bin was trampled and his limbs were broken off, I feel frightened.

What frightened him even more was that Zhao Hongyu and Zhang Bin were dead, and the Zhao family didn't dare to say anything. They looked at Ye Chen and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "I don't want the money, just drive away."

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The nervous Manager Fu did not hear the helplessness and pleading in Zhao Tingfeng's tone, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhao! That car worth 50 million was destroyed."

The corner of Zhao Tingfeng's mouth twitched and his heart was bleeding, but he was cursing in his heart. Aren't you stupid?

However, he understood that if he didn't stop the loss immediately, Ye Chen might have to ask him to compensate, or even more.

"Manager Fu wants compensation so much, I will compensate you!" Ye Chen looked at Zhao Tingfeng, "How much do you think it should be?"

Zhao Tingfeng felt Ye Chen's pressure, and felt nervous in his heart. He took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "No need to compensate, it's okay, I don't want to compensate."

"No! The manager wants it all, how much do you think is good?"

Ye Chen looked like I just wanted to give it.

Zhao Tingfeng felt uneasy, thinking that his grandfather asked him to wait for seven days, and this was only the third day, so he could only apologize and said: "If you really want to give it, then just give it 10 million!"

Manager Fu heard this and covered his mouth - Is Mr. Zhao okay? He's not stupid, is he?

Ten million for a loss of fifty million?!

Who is this?

Ye Chen nodded, "Then ten times, one hundred million is enough!"

When Manager Fu heard that he was given 100 million, he was relieved and his face showed joy. He also made 50 million.

Zhao Tingfeng didn't understand what Ye Chen meant, but he didn't dare to ask for it and was about to say no.

Ye Chen continued: "You gave me 100 million!"


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