Chapter Twenty-Three: Is One Million Enough?

"Hey. Song Jingqiao sighed, and pretended to let Zheng Qian take out a notebook, "Tell me, how are you going to solve this matter?"

"Lose money. ”

Zhang Shen swept the clothes of Song Jingqiao and the man next to her, there was no famous brand, and he was not very wealthy at first glance.

He laughed secretly in his heart and took out the forged medical records for Song Jingqiao to see.

"I'm not going to tell you nonsense, last night's rescue costs and follow-up treatment costs, you can discuss how much you take!"

Song Jingqiao didn't look at the medical records, and said a number with a wave of his hand: "Is one million enough?"

Zhang Shen was shocked.

Zheng Qian was also shocked: "You are so rich that you still let me pedal a shared bicycle to the hospital?"

Song Jingqiao was more shocked than them: "Do you believe this nonsense?"

“......”

Zheng Qian nodded honestly and honestly, "You just have a rich face, and I believe you have 10 million." ”

Song Jingqiao was speechless, she had a rich face, but in addition to this face, there was poverty and sour written everywhere.

"Is it okay to do a million? Okay, you just get up, don't you pretend to be tired?"

Song Jingqiao didn't want to be involved with Zhang Shen for too long, so he simply took out his mobile phone and slapped it on the table, gave an address, and asked Zheng Qian to withdraw the money.

The chic and clean attitude made Zhang Shen puzzled, "Really give me a million?"

"Maybe there's more. Song Jingqiao glanced at his medical records, "If you get stomach cancer from food poisoning." ”

"Song Jingqiao!" Zhang Shen can be regarded as understanding, this woman is playing with him again!

But he didn't act rashly, such a beautiful woman, she is still so arrogant in her speech and deeds, there must be something to rely on, he tried his best to pretend to be sick this time, and his calculation was to cast a net first if there are fish or not.

Song Jingqiao has no one behind him, so he has to unceremoniously take this girl into his pocket.

If there is someone behind her...... There's nothing wrong with taking some money as his mental damage fee, right?

Zhang Shen's calculations were clear, and he was suddenly refreshed, and the two bouquets of chrysanthemums at the head of the bed were a lot more pleasing to the eye.

He cleared his throat and said: "I'm not the kind of person who is unreasonable, I can spend as much as I want, I don't embarrass you, I don't ask for a million, yesterday I asked the lawyer to estimate the cost, it is only 180,000, you and this little brother are half of each, okay?"

Zhang Shen was proud, 100,000 was not at all a number that a recent college graduate could afford, and as far as he knew, Song Jingqiao's family background was not good.

He was ready for Song Jingqiao to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect Song Jingqiao to speak: "No." ”

"I've already reported to our boss that one million is one million, and no one is missing. ”

Song Jingqiao raised his mobile phone at him, "Don't worry, my boss has money and won't treat you badly." ”

"Isn't your boss just ......" Zhang Shen had a bad premonition.

And in the next second, this premonition became a reality.

Two cool men in suits with serious faces walked in at the door of the ward, one holding a thick folder, and walked straight in front of him.

"Hello, we are Changhong Law Firm, entrusted by Mr. Wang, to investigate the sky-high medical fee fraud case. ”

Zhang Shen: "......"

He wasn't afraid of just two lawyers, he felt that Song Jingqiao's rank was too low.

"That's it?" he sneered, "You think I'm made of tofu?"

"If you have anything to say, tell the lawyer, I signed a contract with Mr. Wang before doing this job, and the division of responsibilities is very clear. ”

Speaking of which, thanks to her previous work experience, her senior, that is, Mr. Wang, was afraid that she would hack the customer again, and wrote the rules and regulations very clearly, she was only responsible for controlling herself, and all the rest was the responsibility of the senior.

Song Jingqiao didn't want to stay for a long time, so after exchanging information with the lawyer, he took Zheng Qian out, and on the way, Zheng Qian asked, "Then this matter is over, right?"

"Otherwise, Mr. Wang has taken over, what else is there to do with us?"

"Why is Mr. Wang so tolerant of you?" Zheng Qian followed behind slowly, thoughtful: "Could it be that you are with him...... Have you had a period of that or that past?"

"Is he a simple person?" Song Jingqiao went to sweep a bicycle and glanced at his mobile phone, it was almost ten o'clock, and they needed to go to the student's house in advance to communicate with the parents.

didn't give Zheng Qian another chance to think nonsense, Song Jingqiao quickly took him to his destination.

It is not a big problem for them to replace the students who hold the parent-teacher conference, but the grades are poor, and the parents need to be criticized by the head teacher at the meeting, and the parents of the children feel ashamed, so they find Song Jingqiao to pretend to be the child's aunt.

On the way to school, Zheng Zhi called and asked where they were now.

"What's wrong with the roadside?"

"Is the school you are going to be in No. 3 Middle School?" Zheng Zhi moved his neck and took a short-sleeved shirt from the closet.

Song Jingqiao nodded, "It's the third middle school, the twenty-third class of high school." ”

"That's a coincidence, I'm going too. ”

"Huh?" Song Jingqiao was stunned for a moment, but her work attitude was very good, and she didn't say much, "Then do you want to join us or ......?"

"Let's save some gas money together. ”

Zheng Zhi asked where they were, and it took less than twenty minutes to receive someone.

Zheng Qian took the initiative to sit in the back seat and asked, "Big brother, are you going to hold a parent-teacher conference for Zheng Ze? Is it also Class 13?"

"Well, the uncle was caught gambling in a crowd, and the aunt went back to her parents' house, but there was no one in his house. ”

"Then you don't have to go in person, right?

"It started because of me. Speaking of this, Zheng Zhi's face was flat, and while asking Song Jingqiao not to cross his legs, he explained: "I reported that the uncle gathered to play mahjong." ”

Zheng Qian: "......, I reported it again."

The three of them were speechless, and when they arrived at the school, they found that there was only a parent-teacher conference in the second year of high school today, and most of them were middle-aged people around forty years old.

Song Jingqiao deliberately took the photo and compared it before entering the door, for fear that he would find the wrong person for a while.

It doesn't matter if this comparison is made, it is even compared to an acquaintance.

Meng He.

Her half-brother.

Meng He obviously belonged to the good students, and he was helping the parents find a place with a few classmates at the door, and Song Jingqiao stopped the moment he saw him.

Zheng Zhi walked behind her, couldn't dodge, bumped into it straight, and took out two tissues to wipe his clothes with disgust after the collision.

"What's wrong?"

"I have an acquaintance, my half-brother. ”

Song Jingqiao had only seen him a few times, and every time he would be sneered at by his mother.

"So what?" Zheng Zhi looked at her incomprehensibly, "You have nothing to do with him." ”

"Hmm. ”

Song Jingqiao sighed, raised his steps again, and walked to the door of the classroom without squinting.

"Sister?" Meng He's eyes were good, and he saw her at a glance, "Sister...... Why are you here?"