Meng Jinchao was very confused.

When the security guard's father was stabbed by the gangsters, his bloody intestines slipped out, and now he is lying in the ward, glad that he has no worries about his life.

But the burden of the family fell on his head.

When his father had an accident, the insurance company paid 100,000 yuan, and 100,000 yuan was only enough to pay for the first rescue expenses.

In desperation, he took out the only 50,000 yuan of his family's savings to pay in advance, and these days, even if he has been working part-time, he only has 2,000 yuan left in his pocket.

What is 2,000 dollars for?

Enough for two days of treatment for my father.

Enough for him to register for the new semester.

So, can you choose one or the other?

Yes.

He could not go to school on his own, but his father had to continue his treatment, but what about after two days?

He found his uncle, second uncle, and aunt, but instead of borrowing a penny, he heard a lot of bitter words - he didn't listen to him when he was told not to be a security guard, it's not good to do something else, it's okay to wash dishes and serve dishes to others, now it's okay, I know that something happened to come to us, why did I go earlier? Whose money is blown by the wind? Ask for more blessings!

The words are beautiful, Meng Jinchao's heart is like a knife, and the confused eyes forced by money slightly reveal a painful color.

He didn't blush, he didn't cry, his poor family had already forged his strong and independent character, but his heart hurt very much.

Lying on the hospital bed, but their own brothers, how can they be so ruthless?

"Medicaid?"

At this time, an unhurried voice interrupted Meng Jinchao's thoughts.

Sitting in front of him was Yang Dahong, the head of the finance section of the property company where his father worked.

When Meng Jinchao came in, Yang Dahong was sitting at his desk, holding a pen and writing on a pile of materials, after he told Yang Dahong about his difficulties, he held back the anxiety in his heart and waited for a reply, because the pressure was too great, and he unconsciously lost his mind.

"Yes, Section Chief Yang, I hope you can help, I have spent all my family savings, I can only eat one steamed bun per meal, and I can not go to school, but my father needs treatment, and he needs money to save his life." Meng Jinchao retracted his thoughts and said in a pleading tone.

Although he is still a student, he knows a little about the doorways in society, and it is not uncommon for the security guard to have accidents and the property owner to ignore them.

Money is in someone else's hands, you can only ask for it.

There is still a chance.

I don't ask for any chances.

He also does not have the ability to gather a party of people to come to the door to make trouble.

All he had was himself, and his father, who was lying in a hospital bed waiting for money to save his life.

"Today, it's not that I don't help you, but I'm really powerless, we are a regular company, we have strict procedures, your father's 100,000 medical subsidies, we have already applied for it, but the top has not yet approved, and I can't help it." Yang Dahong said earnestly.

"Can you help me urge, okay? Let them speed up the approval process, after all, human lives matter. Meng Jinchao begged hard.

"I've already called and asked, the general manager is on vacation, today, you go back first, and when the general manager comes back from vacation, I will call him as soon as possible and ask him to deal with your father's matter as soon as possible, now, you should think of a way first, seven aunts and eight aunts, all look for it, bow your head when you should bow your head, no shame."

Yang Dahong said, took out two hundred yuan from his wallet, and put it on the desk.

"For the sake of you and my classmate Jia Ming, you can take these two hundred yuan, and it will be regarded as a little bit of my personal heart."

"Is there really no way?"

"Not really."

Meng Jinchao clenched his fists, and his sharp nails sank into the flesh without realizing it.

Human life is a matter of heaven, and a vacation is over?

Such a large company, paralyzed because the general manager is on vacation? Is there no emergency mechanism?

begged, people were indifferent, a sentence of vacation plus two hundred yuan, and they wanted to get away, so what are you begging for?

He can see that there are definitely ghosts here!

Meng Jinchao stood up and said: "My father was injured in the line of duty, you are fully responsible for this matter, I don't care what method you use, I don't want to hear your explanation, the money must arrive before getting off work today, otherwise I will sue you in court!" ”

"Yo, you're getting a long job?" Yang Dahong suddenly smiled, changed his face, and sneered, "To tell you the truth, the Medicaid has come down a long time ago, the money is in my hands, if you have the ability, you can sue me, count your ability!" ”

"Don't soak your feet to take care of yourself, what kind of thing, dare to threaten Lao Tzu?" Yang Dahong smashed the signature pen in his hand on Meng Jinchao's face again.

Meng Jinchao was so angry that he trembled.

He knows that he can't sue him, and the current society is a society of power and money.

The boss of power, the second boss of money, and the second boss are inseparable, and they wear the same pair of pants.

What did he take to fight with Yang Dahong?

Take this rotten life!

His right hand, which he had always kept in his pocket, suddenly pulled out, the switchblade was against Yang Dahong's neck, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Money, give it to me!" ”

"You dare to touch me?" Yang Dahong's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, he didn't believe that Meng Jinchao had the courage to kill.

"Don't push me!" Meng Jinchao's hand holding the knife was trembling, some were afraid and nervous, and some were angry and unwilling.

"No one is forcing you, it's society that is forcing you, if your family has money or power, your dad still needs to come to me as a security guard? Your dad isn't a security guard, so he won't get hurt, right? ”

"If I were you, I would hurry up and find a way to find money, there is no endless road, you are here with a broken knife to consume with me, that is a waste of your father's life, you can't really kill me, legal society, kill me, what should your father do?"

Yang Dahong was laughing.

The more villain he laughed, the more aggrieved and angry Meng Jinchao became.

Before, Meng Jinchao had heard his father say that this Yang Dahong, relying on his own relationship with the top, swallowed the hard-earned money of many employees, so he carried a switchblade to prevent this one.

If the money was really swallowed by Yang Dahong, he had no choice but to fight hard.

But in reality, can he really fight hard?

As Yang Dahong said, this is a society with a legal system.

You can't kill people, you can't hurt people, and his father still needs him.

He still took his hand away weakly.

looked at the two hundred yuan on the desk, grabbed it in his hand, and walked out of the office silently.

It's a shame, but can face save my father?

"Dog Day Stuff!" Yang Dahong spat to the side, grabbed the landline on the desk, called the security department, and then touched his cold neck, and gritted his teeth for a while.

Meng Jinchao had barely gone before he was surrounded and beaten by a group of security guards, curled up on the ground, his hands covering his head, and let his fists and feet fall on his body like raindrops.

During this time, he felt someone break his finger and snatch the two hundred yuan from his hand.

Finally, when the storm subsided, he struggled to get up, only to feel pain all over his body, and his bones were about to fall apart.

The faces of the dozen or so security guards around him were full of banter.

He could only ignore it, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, dragged his heavy steps, and walked out of the company step by step.

Just walked out of the company, Meng Jinchao received a strange phone call.

"You are Meng Wenhai's son Meng Jinchao, right?"

"I am, who are you?"

"Your father's wound is seriously infected, and his life is in danger at any time, and he needs to be operated on as soon as possible, so come and pay the fee."

"How so? Isn't it good in the morning? How much does it cost? Meng Jinchao's heart was beating wildly and he panicked.

"Fifty thousand!" The other party said.

"Fifty thousand? I...... I'll pay 2,000 first, you will have surgery first, and I will make up the rest of the money as soon as possible, okay? Meng Jinchao said.

"No, the hospital is not a vegetable market, don't bargain with me, you can't do this surgery without a penny!" The other party's voice was cold and unforgiving, followed by a hanging beep.

Meng Jinchao couldn't even grasp the mobile phone steadily, and fell to the ground with a click.

It was ironic that he looked up at the cloudy sky, how much in tune with the despair in his heart.

"Oh my God!" Meng Jinchao pulled his throat, hoarse.

Crash.

There was a thunderclap and a heavy rain fell in the sky.

"God, even God taunts me......"

Meng Jinchao shrunk his body, and for some reason, he suddenly felt very cold, cold into his bones, so cold that his teeth were trembling slightly.

However, his eyes were firm, he was unwilling, he still had one last way, to find his boss as a tutor!

In the heavy rain, a ragged boy with a blue nose and a swollen face ran for his life in the streets.

Running and running, he has always been strong, but he actually shed tears.

Father!

You must not be fine!

I only have one relative, you can't be fine!

I'll save you!

Definitely!

Absolutely!