After a while, the woman hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Fan with a sneer: "Hmph, young man, my husband will come later, let me tell you, my husband has money!"

"Your husband is rich, isn't that good, just compensate me 300 million. ”

"Compensation of 300 million? You go and rob it, tell you, 300 million is not, 3,000 yuan is there!"

Five minutes later, another Daben came here and stopped not far away, and then a middle-aged man walked over with a bag in his hand.

The woman in the co-pilot, as well as the woman in the driver's seat, saw the man coming and hurriedly got out of the car.

"Husband, you're here. ”

"Brother-in-law, you're here. ”

"Wife, I'm here, I'll take a look today, who is it, who has such the courage to dare to touch my wife!"

"Husband, this is the person, I just accidentally topped his car, and he said let me compensate 300 million, a broken motorcycle, and let me compensate 300 million?

The middle-aged man nodded, looking at Jiang Fan coldly, trying to overwhelm him with momentum.

However, Jiang Fan only glanced at him, then clasped his hands and said leisurely: "Since you are her husband, 300 million yuan, a lot of money, compensate me." ”

"Hmph, touching the porcelain also touched my Xie Mingzhe's head!"

Xie Mingzhe opened the bag, took out a stack of money from it, put it in front of the car, and said coldly: "Here is 10,000, take the money and get out!"

"Ten thousand, are you sending beggars?"

"Aren't you? It's just a broken motorcycle, give you 10,000 yuan to look up to you, take the money, give me a fuck!"

"Mr. Jiang, aren't you? I'm sorry I'm late and keep you waiting. ”

The people from Guangyang Insurance Company finally arrived, came to Jiang Fan, hunched over, and said apologetically.

"Just in time, what's your name?"

"Mr. Jiang, my name is Lin Yongjun, I am the manager of Guangyang Insurance, and the company arranged for me to come over this time to be responsible for handling this matter. ”

"Okay, this person took my car, I asked her to compensate 300 million, they are not willing, this matter, you Guangyang Insurance, can you handle it?"

"Mr. Jiang, you can rest assured, our Guangyang Insurance will naturally be able to handle it. Lin Yongjun smiled.

He knew that the price of Jiang Fan's motorcycle, a year's insurance, was no less than seven figures, which was a lot of income for their company.

The reason why the company didn't let other people come over, but let him, the manager, come over, and naturally let him handle this matter.

If he can't handle a manager well, then the company will have one less rich customer, and he, the manager, doesn't need to be a manager.

Thinking of this, Lin Yongjun looked at the three of them.

"I don't know what your name is, sir?"

"Xie Mingzhe. ”

"Mr. Xie, right, your wife hit Mr. Jiang's car, this car is EcosseESIspirit. ”

"On our side, there are only three, and the price is 840 million yuan. ”

"What Mr. Jiang said just now, let you compensate 300 million, you can compensate, otherwise, we can only sue you. ”

"Just a broken motorcycle, it's worth 840 million? Are you this person who travels the river and finds a liar?" Xie Mingzhe's face changed and he said unhappily.

"Hehe, Mr. Xie, I'm the manager of Guangyang Insurance, my name is Lin Yongjun, you can search for my information on the Internet to see if it's a lie. ”

"Alternatively, you can search for motorcycles with this name on the Internet to see if it's real or fake. ”

When Xie Mingzhe heard his words, his brows furrowed, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

He even felt that what this man said was true.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone, first searched for Lin Yongjun's information, and found that he was really from Guangyang Insurance Company, and then searched for the name of the car, and found that it was really worth 840 million.

All of this turned out to be true!

The man surnamed Jiang really didn't lie to him.

"Mingzhe, what's wrong?" Xie Mingzhe's wife, looking at him with a little wrong face, hurriedly asked worriedly.

"You, you ruined, usually let you drive well, but if you don't listen to me, you hit this car worth 840 million today! You!"

Xie Mingzhe took a deep breath and roared.

"Ming Zhe, what you said is true?"

"Am I still false? The evidence is here, am I going to lie to you!"

Xie Mingzhe's wife, looking at his face, suddenly stumbled, took a few steps back, propped her hands in front of the car, and her eyes were a little slack.

It turns out that this car is really worth 840 million!

"This gentleman, now that you know, how should the matter be resolved? Should I compensate Mr. Jiang now? Or should I go to court?"

When Xie Mingzhe heard this, his face was stunned, and his expression was a little unnatural: "That, Mr. Jiang, right? 300 million is too much, why don't you have less?"

"Now you think it's too much? Your wife told me just now that you are very rich, and both of you can afford to pay millions of cars, can't you afford to compensate for this money?"

When Xie Mingzhe heard this, he almost bit his tongue, what is it called a car that can afford more than 2 million, and 300 million can't afford to compensate?

Does he think that the money is all picked up?

"Originally, I thought that your wife hit my car, apologize to me, and pay hundreds of thousands of dollars, but unfortunately, she not only didn't want to apologize, but also looked at me with a mocking face, and said that my car was a broken motorcycle, obviously I was at fault, but I didn't want to admit it, with her attitude, I wouldn't forgive her. ”

"Therefore, 300 million compensation, a lot of money, if you don't pay it, then you will go to court. ”

"Mr. Jiang, since you say so, then you can only file a lawsuit, and I believe that after the lawsuit, you will not let me compensate so much. ”

"Hehe, no problem, Lin Yongjun, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go. ”

"Okay, Mr. Jiang. ”

Jiang Fan had just taken a step, suddenly remembered something, stopped, looked at Xie Mingzhe's wife, and sneered: "By the way, you said that your husband is very rich, I don't know how to compare with me, my name is Jiang Fan." ”

After speaking, Jiang Fan went to the motorcycle, put on a helmet, drove the car, and left here.

"Mr. Xie, since you want to file a lawsuit, no problem, in the past few days, our Guangyang Insurance Company will send you a lawyer's letter, by the way, since Mr. Jiang can afford a car worth 840 million, do you think you can afford to offend?"

"Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan?"

Xie Mingzhe read the name in his mouth, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Wait!Jiang Fan, is he the chairman of the Magic Capital Guangyao Group and the Anmei Group?

Thinking of this, Xie Mingzhe hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, looked up Jiang Fan's name, combined with the photos above, recalled Jiang Fan's appearance just now, Xie Mingzhe stumbled, the mobile phone fell to the ground, and sat on the ground.