Thirty thousand yuan, his price for an hour. Ye Chenhan took out his phone and looked at the man, "Payment code."
The man happily placed the QR code in front of him.
"Thirty thousand yuan has been received, please check." Ye Chenhan put away his phone and looked at the man's eyes, which were overflowing with excitement.
Eyes fixed on the phone screen, the man counted cautiously, "Yes, it has arrived. This matter is resolved, and we shouldn't block the vehicles behind us anymore."
"Go?" Ye Chenhan smiled, "Your matter is indeed resolved, now it's my turn."
The man's smile froze, and he widened his eyes in confusion.
Ye Chenhan walked to the front of the car, touching the scratched paint. He took out his phone and took a picture. In less than a minute, his phone rang.
"Hello." Ye Chenhan turned on the speakerphone, his gaze fixed on the man, "See how much it will cost to repair the damage."
"Mr. Ye, your car is a limited edition, with only two in the world. The paint and exterior are very expensive. It's difficult to find this kind of paint domestically at the moment. If it's forcibly repaired, there will be a significant color difference between that part and other areas."
"Alright, I understand." Ye Chenhan hung up.
In a short period, the man was sweating profusely.
"I... yes, you were the one who made the mistake and hit me, so you should be fully responsible. Your car is damaged because of you, you can't blackmail me!" the man yelled at Ye Chenhan angrily.
The thirty thousand yuan had only just arrived in his wallet and was still warm, he wasn't willing to take it out again easily.
Ye Chenhan leaned casually against the car, agreeing with his words, "I do need to take full responsibility."
"You think so yourself, then you have no reason to make me fix your car."
Before he could finish, Ye Chenhan waited for him to speak, "I didn't say you should fix my car, but you reminded me of something. You said I can't blackmail. I'm quite curious, does the thirty thousand yuan I just gave you count as blackmail."
His legs went weak, and the man almost fell to the ground.
The collision wasn't severe; if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see the dent. At the time, his greed had gotten the better of him, thinking rich people wouldn't care about such a thing.
But now, it was too late to say anything. The money was already in his account. If he took it out now, wouldn't that further confirm his blackmail?
"That was your voluntary compensation to me," the man shouted, bracing himself.
Ye Chenhan opened his phone, and a voice recording began to play.
By the end, the man's face was alternately dark and red, his former arrogance gone.
"I don't want this money anymore; consider it charity. However, if you try to extort someone by faking an accident next time, it won't be so easy," Ye Chenhan said.
He had seen many people like this, always thinking that if they found an opportunistic moment, they could reach the heavens, unaware of the bad luck or worse things that would follow.
Ye Chenhan got into his car and dialed Di Mingjue's number, then switched lanes to the side.
The call was interrupted. Ye Chenhan looked at the unanswered call and had no choice but to drive to the children's residence first.
Chun Xi Road.
Di Mingjue got out of the taxi and looked at the various shops in front of him. His gaze fixed on the sign of a wedding dress shop.
"Hello, welcome," a shop assistant immediately greeted him upon entering.
Di Mingjue entered the wedding dress shop and looked at the dazzling array of wedding dresses. He turned to the shop assistant following him, "I learned about your store through my phone. I'd like to inquire about which sales associate this is?"
He placed his phone in front of the shop assistant, the profile picture being their shop's facade. The shop assistant looked for a while, then cautiously extended her hand, "Can I take a closer look?"