At noon in the summer, the weather was so hot that even the cicadas seemed to be dying from the heat and would not scream.
Wang Rong's family had already arrived, waiting with Mrs. Wang for Fang Zhuoran to send money.
Rong's mother was a little unhappy and complained about Mrs. Wang: "Mom is so old and so cunning that she lost to this brat Fang Zhuoran.
When people say they don’t have thirty thousand yuan, mom should ask him for a dozen or twenty gold bars, not much more than thirty thousand yuan!”
Mrs. Wang's face gradually darkened.
She worked so hard for their family, but in the end she was blamed!
Wang Rong watched from the side and saw that Mrs. Wang's face was getting more and more ugly. She squeezed out tears and said to her mother: "Mom, stop talking. It's all my fault. Why do you blame grandma?"
Dad Rong also frowned at this time and said distractedly: "Okay, please stop saying a few words!"
Rong's mother then closed her mouth gloomily.
In the antique hall, the clock kept ticking.
Rong's mother saw that it was already one o'clock at noon, and Fang Zhuoran didn't see a single hair on his face, so she couldn't help but speak again: "Why hasn't Zhuoran come yet? Maybe he doesn't want to pay?"
No one answered her, and everyone was filled with anxiety.
If Fang Zhuoran really refused to give money, how could they send Fang Wei and his family of three away?
If we can't appease Fang Wei's family of three, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to survive in the power sector, and their good days will come to an end.
At this time, there was a knocking sound outside the courtyard door.
"Zhuoran must be here!" Rong's father jumped up from his chair and ran to open the door first.
Mrs. Wang and others also looked at the courtyard door with excitement.
But he saw that Fang Zhuoran did not come alone, but walked in with several street office ladies holding umbrellas.
Mrs. Wang and Wang Rong, mother and daughter, looked at each other.
After everyone entered the house, Mrs. Wang asked doubtfully: "Zhuoran, why did you call these street office aunts here?"
Fang Zhuoran asked the street office aunts to sit down, and then said to her: "I have to invite a few witnesses for such a big thing as severing ties with you.
Otherwise, if you take away the money and you don’t acknowledge it in the end, where can I explain it to you?”
Fang Zhuoran said this in front of outsiders, and Mrs. Wang lost her face at all.
Pretending to be angry, he said: "Why are you kid so mean-spirited?
Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to pay me some money?
Why do you want to sever ties with me today?
You also said that I asked you for money, when did I ask you for money?"
When Fang Zhuoran saw what she had said, he completely refused to acknowledge it, and even confuses right and wrong and accuses him unjustly.
He didn't defend himself, took out a palm-sized tape recorder from his pocket that he brought back from his academic exchange trip to Germany last year, and pressed the play button.
The conversation between him and Mrs. Wang was played from beginning to end yesterday.
Several aunts from the street office looked at Mrs. Wang meaningfully.
Mrs. Wang's face turned red and white.
She never expected that Fang Zhuoran came well prepared yesterday and actually recorded the entire conversation between the two of them word for word.
She had just denied that she asked Fang Zhuoran for money in front of several aunties from the street office, and secretly slandered him for being mean-spirited. Unexpectedly, she was slapped in the face by this recording in just a few minutes.
Fang Zhuoran ignored her embarrassed look and went straight to the topic:
"Since you, the old man, want to settle the debt of raising me with me, let's do it now in front of several aunts from the street office.
From the age of five, I lived in your home until I finished elementary school and then on campus. I would also stay with you during the winter and summer vacations.
Although I stayed at your house for a long time, my grandparents paid for all the food and clothing expenses, and also gave you hard-earned money, please admit this."
Mrs. Wang pursed her lips tightly and nodded.
She dared not deny this. Mr. Fang was a retired official in the capital, and she did not have the guts to wrongly accuse him and his wife.
Besides, she couldn't be wronged. Every time Mr. Fang gave her money, he always asked her to write a receipt and indicate what money was given.
When Long Ma heard this, she became vigilant: "The hard-earned money your grandparents gave your grandma was given by them, and you are completely different from repaying your grandma for her kindness in raising her!"
Fang Zhuoran looked at her coldly: "I know that Mrs. Wang asked me for more than 20,000 yuan, all for your family.
But don't look too ugly when you eat.
When did I confuse the hard work my grandparents gave to Mrs. Wang with my kindness in raising her?"
Rong's mother was speechless.
An aunt from the street office couldn't believe it and said: "More than 20,000 yuan in child care fees? It's too much!"
What another aunt from the subdistrict office said made the Wang family even more heartbroken:
"Since Professor Fang's grandparents have paid hard work, it is equivalent to their grandparents hiring Mrs. Wang to be a nanny to take care of Professor Fang. Since they paid the money, how can there be any nurturing grace?"
After listening to that recording just now, she was so angry that she almost exploded.
Mrs. Wang has no nurturing feelings towards Professor Fang at all, she only wants to ask for it, and she wants so much, even asking for 30,000!
Mrs. Wang and her son's family were all worried and doubted that it would be difficult to get money from Fang Zhuoran today.
Fang Zhuoran asked several street office aunts: "How much do you think it would be appropriate for me to give Mrs. Wang a clean break?"
Several aunts gathered together and discussed quietly, and one aunt said: "Three to five thousand is enough."
Another aunt saw that Mrs. Wang and others all looked unacceptable, and said, "What's so surprising about this.
If there is a lawsuit, Professor Fang will not give you a penny.
I have said before that his grandparents have paid hard work."
Fang Zhuoran spoke calmly at this time: "Thank you to the aunties for speaking up, but I still plan to give 10,000 yuan to end things with Mrs. Wang."
Several aunts with a sense of justice were all unhappy: "Why should I give her so much?"
Fang Zhuoran came online and waved his hands tiredly: "Forget it, as long as I can break up with Mrs. Wang, it doesn't matter if I pay more. I don't want to be forced by her anymore, so I'll just spend money to avoid disaster.
Besides, I don’t want to be called a white-eyed wolf, I’m afraid that a bad reputation will affect my future.”
An aunt from the sub-district office was filled with indignation: "I can give Mrs. Wang five thousand yuan at most. If anyone dares to say that you are a white-eyed wolf, I will be the first to fight him!"
Several other aunts also said: "With our street office supporting you, what are you afraid of?
Just give me 5,000 yuan, even 5,000 yuan is cheaper than Mrs. Wang!"
In the end, Fang Zhuoran only gave Mrs. Wang five thousand yuan and broke up with her from now on.
After the matter was resolved, things did not go smoothly. Those aunts were disgusted with Mrs. Wang's greedy face and told everyone about this matter.
Not only the neighbors, but also people in this area know that Mrs. Wang is very bad to Fang Zhuoran, and Mrs. Wang has a terrible reputation. This is something to say later.
Go back to the same day.
After Fang Zhuoran and the street office aunt left, Wang Rong and her daughter found Wang Wenfang with the five thousand yuan.
Rong's mother worriedly said: "That short-lived ghost Zhuoran only gave me a mere five thousand yuan, what should I do if there is still twenty-five thousand yuan left?"
Wang Wenfang was silent for a long time and said: "You first take these five thousand yuan to go to the Fang Wei Party couple and ask them to extend their grace for another seven or eight years.
In these seven or eight years, you can only live on one person's salary and use two people's wages to pay off the debt. After seven or eight years, you will be able to repay the remaining 25,000 yuan."
All three members of Wang Rong's family work in the power sector, earning high wages that are beyond the reach of ordinary state-owned enterprise workers.
In this era, ordinary state-owned enterprise workers live a careful life with a salary of twenty or thirty yuan.
Wang Rong, who works in the electric power department, earns about 100 yuan in salary every month from various miscellaneous tasks, not to mention her parents who are cadres.
Let their family of three use two people's wages to pay off their debts and live on one person's wages, and they can still live a comfortable life.
Rong's mother said unhappily: "Can't you lend us the remaining 20,000 yuan for an emergency? It's not like your family can't afford this money!"
Although Wang Wenfang's salary in the provincial art troupe is not as high as hers, Fang Weiguo, as the head of a large central enterprise, has a considerable income and a rich family. A mere 30,000 yuan is nothing to his family.
Wang Wenfang wondered: "It's not that I don't want to borrow, it's my husband who said that he has lent you thousands of dollars one after another, but you haven't paid back a penny, so I'm not allowed to lend you any more money."
Rong's mother was in a bad mood and couldn't bring up the matter of borrowing money again. She muttered with a sullen face: "They are all relatives. Why do they care about each other so clearly? You are so stingy!"
With no choice but to take Wang Rong to Fang Weimin's house.
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