Chapter 149: How much is a rotten motorcycle worth?
After listening to the answer from the middle-aged man with a crew cut, Mediator Zhang asked Liang Tian again;
"What about yours? The injury cost me seven or eight cents, plus the damage to the car, how much is the total?"
Hearing this, Liang Tian lowered his head and glanced at the loss order in his hand, hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said;
"Forget it, I don't want to waste time here. I still have to deliver food. Since we have equal responsibilities, let's each do our own thing..."
Liang Tian said this because he really didn't want to waste his precious time over a small amount of damage to the car.
After all, the money he earns from delivering a takeaway order is enough to buy several brand new cars, so in his opinion, it's not worth it.
However, before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man with a crew cut across from him slapped the table and said;
"What are you talking about? Everyone should practice their own way?"
"You mean if I fix my car and you fix yours, we'll be fine?"
Liang Tian looked at him doubtfully;
"That's right, didn't Director Zhang already say that we have equal responsibilities?"
The middle-aged man with a crew cut slammed the table again and raised his voice;
"What's wrong with equal responsibilities? You food delivery guy, please figure it out, mine is a Daben, Mercedes-Benz e!"
"The loss order is here, open your eyes and take a good look, it's more than five cents!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man with a flat head threw the loss order in his hand directly towards Liang Tian and continued;
"You're a delivery boy who rides a bad motorcycle. You hit a big Ben and want to leave, and you still do your own thing? It's such a good thing. What are you thinking about? You're just dreaming!"
Unfortunately, the table was too wide, and the loss order finally fell in front of Mediator Zhang, who silently took it over.
Liang Tian replied calmly;
"I don't want to waste time or trouble, so I thought everyone should repair it with equal responsibilities. In fact, my motorcycle is more repairable..."
The middle-aged man with a crew cut interrupted Liang Tian again by banging the table and shouting;
"With the same responsibility, how much is that crappy motorcycle of yours worth? I'll fix the damage here for more than five cents. How can you want me to repair my own?"
Liang Tian frowned this time;
"No, what do you mean, if I want to repair my motorcycle, it will cost less than you?"
The middle-aged man with a crew cut should take it for granted;
"Of course, you're a bad motorcycle guy, and I'm a fast food delivery guy. Please figure this out!"
After hearing this, Liang Tian finally couldn't bear it anymore;
"Do those who deliver food have to be poor? Does those who deliver food have to ride bad motorcycles?"
"We're here to mediate, so let's talk nicely. Don't always use your career as an excuse, okay?!"
The middle-aged man with a flat head still has an iron head;
"Just tell me what's wrong with you, a poor delivery person? Mediation is mediation, and you have to talk to the circle, do you understand?"
Liang Tian also fought back this time;
"Have you seen what brand of motorcycle my motorcycle is? Mine is a Harley CVO, high-end customized!"
"At that time, the trunk cost five or six cents..."
The middle-aged man with a crew cut looked dismissive;
"No matter how much you are a motorcycle, you are still a two-wheeled motorcycle. I have never heard of it. I only know that it is a two-wheeled motorcycle."
"It costs 5 or 6 cents to return a trunk. What kind of bragging is there? If you are going to brag like this, I also said that it costs 1 or 2 cents to replace the headlights of my big Ben!"
"Who can brag better? It's true..."
The two of them were arguing so much, and Liang Tian really felt a bit like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he had an indescribable feeling. New
This is why two people must hire a mediator.
The middle-aged man with a crew cut is still beeping;
"You're a poor delivery guy. Do you know Da Ben? You know how to talk nonsense and brag."
"You hit me hard, and you still want to do your own thing. You are so ignorant. You deserve to be a poor delivery boy for the rest of your life!"
At this time, mediator Zhang in the middle couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted.
A middle-aged man with a flat head said;
"We are mediating now, don't use bad words."
"Now let me tell you how equal liability compensation is divided. You will understand. Don't worry, no one will suffer."
After a pause, Mediator Zhang began to speak strictly;
"Equal liability means that all your losses in this accident are added up and then divided."
"For example, if the total is 10 cents, then each of you will bear 5 cents."
"This is the calculation of compensation for equal liability, do you understand?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man with a crew cut was unhappy again;
"I don't agree with this calculation! Then I, Da Ben, must have a lot of money. How much does his crappy motorcycle cost?"
"If you ask me, if I have equal responsibility, he should compensate me, and I should compensate him. Anyway, I can't let me lose too much!"
"My loss order is here, haven't you seen it? That is the published price of the 4S store, which is more than five cents and four cents!"
"How much can a poor delivery man spend on repairing his motorcycle? One or two cents is too much for him, right?"
Mediator Zhang looked at the loss order in his hand, smiled meaningfully and nodded;
"Yes, this is a Mercedes-Benz and it's a good car. Damage to the car does cost more than five cents and four cents. That's no problem."
Then, Mediator Zhang looked at Liang Tian again, holding back his laughter and said;
"Young man, let me see your loss order. According to the method he just said, let's calculate it for him first."
With that said, Mediator Zhang reached for the loss determination form in Liang Tian's hand.
Liang Tian handed over the loss order and said;
"Director Zhang, to be honest, I originally wanted to save time, so I didn't want to come up with this loss order to argue."
"And the price is a bit high. People like him will definitely not be able to accept it, and we will definitely waste time talking to him."
"Originally, I thought I would just suffer a little loss. After all, time is more precious to me."
"But now, seeing how he behaves and doesn't follow the procedures, it seems that it won't work anymore, so I'll trouble you to figure out how to do it."
Mediator Zhang nodded and took the loss order over. After reading it carefully, he said;
"Well, the price is a bit high, 1.46 cents."
When he heard the price, the middle-aged man with a crew cut was stunned.
Then, he quickly looked at Mediator Zhang and said with disbelief on his face;
"Hey, aren't you dazzled? What, what is this thing? It's only 1.46 cents? Are you kidding me?!"
It’s no wonder that the middle-aged man with a flat head had such a big reaction. You must know that the current 14.6 cents is equivalent to more than 140,000 before global prices depreciated one million times.
"What kind of car is it? Is it inlaid with gold or diamonds? You must have read it wrong. I think it's about the same for more than a cent!"
The corners of Liang Tian's mouth curved at this moment;
"I told you a long time ago that my Harley Cvo is a high-end customized one. It's no less repairable than your Mercedes-Benz e260, but you don't believe me. What can I do?"
The face of the middle-aged man with a flat head gradually became embarrassed...