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

"Your husband has money, isn't that right? It happens to compensate me 300 million."

"Compensation for 300 million? Go grab it and tell you, there is no 300 million, but 3,000 yuan!"

Five minutes later, another car rushed, came here and stopped not far away, and then a middle-aged man came 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 quickly got out of the car.

"Husband, you can count it."

"Brother-in-law, you are here."

"Wife, I'm here, I'll take a look today, who is so courageous and dare to touch my wife!"

"Husband, this is the man. I just accidentally pushed his car once, and he said that he would pay me 300 million yuan, a broken motorcycle, and I would pay 300 million yuan? Why didn't he grab it!"

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

However, Jiang Fan only gave him a glance, then he held his hands and said in a leisurely manner: "Since you are her husband, 300 million yuan, a lot of one cent, pay me compensation."

"Huh, Pengci also touched my Xie Mingzhe's head!"

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

"Ten thousand? Are you sending a beggar?"

"Aren't you? It's a broken motorcycle. If you give you ten thousand, you can be worthy of you. Take the money and get out of here!"

"Mr. Jiang, right? I'm sorry I'm late, I kept you waiting."

The people from Guangyang Insurance Company finally arrived, came to Jiang Fan, bowed his waist, and apologized.

"It came just right, what's your name?"

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

"Well, this person has driven my car. I asked her to pay 300 million yuan. They are not willing. You Guangyang Insurance can handle this matter, right?"

"Mr. Jiang, you can rest assured that our Guangyang Insurance can naturally handle it." Lin Yongjun smiled.

He knew that the price of Jiang Fan's motorcycle, and the insurance for a year, were not less than seven figures, which was a lot of income for their company.

The reason why the company did not allow other people to come over, but let him as the manager come over, naturally let him handle this matter.

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

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

"This gentleman, what's your name?"

"Xie Mingzhe."

"Mr. Xie, right? Your wife ran into Mr. Jiang's car. This car is Ecosse ESIspirit."

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

"What Mr. Jiang said just now, if you are to pay 300 million in compensation, you should pay it. Otherwise, we can only bring you a lawsuit."

"Just a broken motorcycle is worth 840 million yuan? Are you a liar from this river?" Xie Mingzhe's expression changed, displeased.

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

"In addition, you can also search for the motorcycle with this name on the Internet to see if it is true or not."

Xie Mingzhe frowned when he heard what he said, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

He even felt that what the man said was true.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and searched Lin Yongjun's information first, and found that he was really from Guangyang Insurance Company, and then searched 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 the matter?" Xie Mingzhe's wife quickly asked worriedly when she saw that his expression was a little wrong.

"You! You prodigal maiden, I usually let you drive well. If you didn't listen to me, you crashed into this 840 million car worthy of today! You! You!"

Xie Mingzhe took a deep breath and roared.

"Mingzhe, what you said is true?"

"Are I talking false? The evidence is here, so I will lie to you!"

Xie Mingzhe's wife, looking at his face, suddenly staggered, stepped back a few steps, holding her hands in front of the car, her eyes a little lax.

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

"This gentleman, you know now, then how should the matter be resolved? Should the compensation be paid to Mr. Jiang now? Or a lawsuit?"

When Xie Mingzhe heard this, his face was taken aback, and his expression was a little unnatural: "That, Mr. Jiang, right? 300 million is too much, how about less?"

"I think it's too much now? Your wife told me just now that you are very rich and you can both afford a car worth millions of dollars. Can you not afford to pay for it?"

When Xie Mingzhe heard this, he almost bit his tongue. What is the meaning of a car that can afford more than two million yuan, and can't afford to pay for three million yuan?

Does he think that all the money is picked up?

"Originally, I thought, your wife ran into my car and apologized to me. It would be enough to pay hundreds of thousands. It's a pity that not only was she unwilling to apologize, she looked at me mockingly and said that I was this car The car is a broken motorcycle, and I obviously have a fault, but I don't want to admit it. For her attitude, I won't forgive her."

"So, 300 million compensation is a lot of one point. If you don't pay, then you can go to court."

"Mr. Jiang, since you said that, then you can only go to court. I believe that after the court, I won't be allowed to pay so much compensation."

"Haha, no problem, Lin Yongjun, I'll leave it to you here, I'm leaving."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Fan had just taken a step, suddenly remembered something, stopped, looked at Xie Mingzhe's wife, sneered: "By the way, you said 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 his helmet, drove the car, and left here.

"Mr. Xie, since there is a lawsuit, no problem. In the last few days, our Guangyang Insurance Company will send you a lawyer letter. By the way, since Mr. Jiang can afford a car worth 840 million, you think you can Can you afford to offend?"

"Jiang Fan? Jiang Fan?"

Xie Mingzhe was chanting this name, and suddenly he felt familiar.

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

Thinking of this, Xie Mingzhe quickly picked up the phone and looked up Jiang Fan's name. Combined with the photo above, he recalled the appearance of Jiang Fan just now. Xie Mingzhe staggered, the phone fell to the ground and sat down on the ground.