When he heard Li Zhikui say that the person who sent money to the Li family was Yang Chen, Li Zhe almost peed in fear.
"Li Zhikui, listen to me, kneel down and beg for mercy immediately, otherwise you will die!"
Li Zhe said through gritted teeth.
The Li family was forced to hand over half of their property because of Yang Chen.
He had just held a meeting and warned the family members not to offend Yang Chen before finding a backer.
As a result, before the meeting ended, his own son offended Yang Chen.
"Dad, what are you talking about? He is just a poor guy driving a Phaeton. How can I kneel down and beg him?"
Li Zhikui refused to believe that a man who drove a Phaeton worth millions was qualified to make him, the dignified young man of the Li family, kneel down and beg for mercy.
"You bastard! If I ask you to kneel down, kneel down for me!"
Li Zhe roared: "I'm going to find you now. If you can't ask for his forgiveness before I go, I will personally break your legs!"
After that, Li Zhe hung up the phone.
When Li Zhikui saw Li Zhe hang up the phone, his brain felt dazed, and he glanced at Yang Chen again.
In his eyes, Yang Chen is just a small character who wears street clothes and drives a Phaeton. Even if he has a background, it is impossible to compare with him.
"Husband, what did dad say?"
Xiaojun's mother asked.
Li Zhikui laughed dryly: "Dad said, let us kneel down and beg for mercy!"
"What? Kneel down and beg for mercy? Is dad crazy? Let us beg for mercy from a foreigner?"
Li Zhikui glanced at Yang Chen again and said to his wife: "I think Dad must have recognized the wrong person. He must have thought that this boy was a big shot he knew."
"Nonsense! You must have admitted your mistake, otherwise how could you have made us kneel down and beg for mercy?" Xiaojun's mother said.
"Boy, I've already asked my dad, and he said the money has arrived. I guess you're wise."
Li Zhikui said with an arrogant look: "Your money can only be regarded as compensation for my wife's car, but your father-in-law touched my wife and son. How are you going to settle this account?"
"How do you want to calculate it?"
Yang Chen asked calmly.
Before Li Zhikui opened his mouth, Xiaojun's mother said: "If you pay another billion in mental damages, we will let you go now."
Yang Chen suddenly laughed: "When you asked for the one billion just now, didn't you just say that there would also be mental damage compensation?"
"What we want is for you to give us money, but you transferred the money to the Li family account. If we can't get the money, it doesn't count!"
Xiaojun's mother said greedily.
In her opinion, Yang Chen must have been frightened by the name of the Li family for so easily transferring one billion to the Li family's account.
Since Yang Chen can take out one billion so easily, he is definitely not short of money. It doesn't matter if he blackmails another one billion.
Li Zhikui also had the same idea, and said with a smile: "Boy, did you hear what my wife said? Compensation is one billion, and the previous things will be wiped out!"
The onlookers around were stunned at this time.
However, many people were surprised by the shamelessness of Li Zhikui and Xiaojun's mother.
But due to the Li family's status in Yandu, no one dared to say anything.
Li Zhikui and Xiaojun's mother, who originally thought that Yang Chen would definitely transfer another one billion to them, suddenly saw Yang Chen shake his head: "In my eyes, one billion is enough, not even one cent more!"
"Since you don't want to compensate, let's just wait and see. My dad is already on his way here. He is not that easy to talk to. When he comes, if you don't compensate, then you may really
I won’t even see the sun tomorrow.”
Li Zhikui said with a threatening look.
Yang Chen just smiled: "Since you want to play with me, then I will play with you!"
After that, Yang Chen also made a phone call: "Bring someone over to find me within ten minutes, at my small amusement park."
"Boy, how dare you call someone? Okay! Very good! I just want to see what kind of person you can call."