The volume of the middle-aged man with a flat head was more than twice lower than before, and when he spoke to Liang Tian again, his tone was obviously much softer;
"Brother, can we discuss something with you?"
"The factory has not been doing well in the past two years, and I can't afford that much money. Look at what you said at the beginning, everyone is doing their own thing..."
Liang Tian immediately interrupted him;
"The beginning is the very beginning. Now you and I have wasted so much time, and we have already agreed on seven cents and one cent."
"You want to change it now? I'm not happy with it anymore! It's seven cents and one cent, don't even think about it being less!"
The middle-aged man with a flat head immediately covered his head in regret;
"Oh, look at what happened..."
Suddenly, he stood up, startling the mediator next to him.
But the next second, he immediately took out Bao Huazi from his pocket, then politely took out two sticks and handed them to Liang Tian;
"Brother, come on, come on, draw a flower, draw a flower..."
Liang Tian immediately refused;
"This is the mediation room. You can't smoke. It's better to finish the matter quickly. After you get out, you can smoke as much as you want."
Seeing that this trick didn't work, the middle-aged man with a flat head took the cigarette back in embarrassment and muttered;
"Then look at the seven cents and a cent, can you reduce it? I really don't have any money now, and I still owe a lot of debt..."
Mediator Zhang smiled at this time and said;
"You didn't say before that you were the boss of a factory. It's reasonable to have money to drive a Mercedes-Benz. Why can't you get even a few cents out of it now?"
The middle-aged man with a crew cut looked increasingly embarrassed;
"Why is the factory so bad? A while ago, the workers in the factory were disobedient and I asked me to fire a few of them."
"Who knew there was a maintenance man inside? I saw him being very idle every day and even asked him to do odd jobs but he wouldn't do them, so I fired him."
"Who knows what happened when he was in the factory? But as soon as he left, the machines in the factory broke down."
"I asked someone from outside to repair it, but it ended up costing me more money and delaying production. I was left with several dollars in compensation."
"If you want to invite that maintenance man back again, he still has a temper. If he doesn't come back, tell me, how can this person be so heartless?"
"I opened a factory and gave them jobs, and they kept saying day by day that they helped me make money and made me successful. It's obviously me who supported them, right?"
"Now that my factory is in such a state, I can't even pay wages, and it's like I can't help them. Do you think I'm unjust?"
"Why am I so unlucky to end up with these white-eyed workers..."
The middle-aged man with a crew cut became more and more emotional as he talked, as if he had been greatly wronged and wanted to gain some sympathy from the mediator and Liang Tian.
However, after Liang Tian heard these words, instead of sympathizing with him, he immediately spoke righteously;
"It's the workers who are really unlucky! It's a boss like you!"
"You can only see other people's idleness, but you can't see the efforts others make in places you can't see."
"Just like the maintenance worker, he just needs to do his job well and ensure the smooth production of your factory."
"But you, you don't want to see others take a break, you want them to do the work of several people, and you want to squeeze all the workers to the extreme!"
"So you are not pitiful at all, you are just a white-eyed wolf. If you keep doing this, your factory will be finished sooner or later!"
Liang Tian said this in a slap in the face, and just when the middle-aged man with a crew cut showed signs of losing his temper, Mediator Zhang coughed and reminded;
"Don't take the topic too far. We are now talking about your traffic accident compensation plan. Only by talking carefully can we have room for mediation."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man with a flat head had to suppress his temper that was about to explode.
After all, this time it was his turn to compensate Liang Tian, not the fact that he initially thought Liang Tian had to compensate him.
The middle-aged man with a crew cut has a bad temper, but he is not stupid either. He said in a soft tone;
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Brother, you are right, you are right, I will be nicer to those workers in the future, brother... look at the compensation, can it be less?"
Liang Tian did not answer him directly, but asked mediator Xiang Zhang;
"If I promise to give him less, will I have to bear the loss myself?"
Mediator Zhang nodded and said;
"Of course, but I don't think it's possible for someone who drives a Mercedes-Benz to pay seven or eight cents, right?"
From the beginning, Mediator Zhang couldn't stand the middle-aged man with a crew cut who yelled and shouted, and looked completely unreasonable.
Now I don't care anymore, and I start to pretend to be pitiful again. The key is that I don't even know how to pretend, and the words I say are also very irritating.
The middle-aged man with a crew cut was really out of temper this time, and he was groveling;
"Director Zhang, please don't say that. I'm driving a big car and beating Huazi, it's just to support the scene."
"Actually, I'm very tight on money. If you don't believe it, look at my Xinbao, I only have a little over nine cents left, not even a penny."
As he said that, the middle-aged man with a crew cut called up the balance on his mobile phone, and it turned out that there was really only more than nine cents.
Seeing this, Mediator Zhang couldn't help laughing again;
"Then you are making trouble. You want insurance but no insurance, and you want money but no money. How did you have the courage to be so arrogant before?"
The middle-aged man with a crew cut was too embarrassed to speak, but Liang Tian smiled and helped him speak out;
"I guess he never thought about compensating me from the beginning. He just thought about asking me to compensate him."
"After all, in his eyes at that time, I was just a food delivery guy riding a bad motorcycle!"
The middle-aged man with a flat head continued to scratch his head;
"Yeah, who would have thought that there would be such an expensive motorcycle, but I was fooled..."
Liang Tian immediately interrupted him;
"Hey! Don't say I tricked you."
"At the very beginning, I said that I didn't want to go to so much trouble and that everyone should practice their own way. At that time, I really didn't want to waste time."
"But you just can't do it. You have to settle this account with me. Now that the account has been settled, you can't blame me no matter how regretful you are."
At this point, the middle-aged man with a flat head was completely speechless.
After scratching his scalp and being silent for a moment, he spoke angrily again;
"Brother, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Look, you can give me a little less, so that I can repay you better..."
Liang Tian interrupted him again;
"You are so close to me, brother or brother. We are not that familiar."
"I've spent a lot of time with you now. Otherwise, I won't even need the fraction of the treatment cost for that person's injury."
"Just give me seven cents to teach you a lesson. Don't look down at people from the corner of your eyes in the future. Remember, without the majority of workers, people like you are nothing!"
After hearing this, the middle-aged man with a crew cut still kept scratching his head;
"Seven cents, it's hard for me to deal with seven cents...can't it be any less?"
Liang Tian sneered;
"Can you please understand, I've already calculated a few cents less for you."
"And when the accident happened, nothing happened to you in the car. I was still a little injured."
"Now I have suffered the pain and have to bear more financial losses. Do you think it is reasonable?"
"Besides, you showed me in front that you would pay back nine cents now, what? You want me to reduce your seven cents to nine cents?"