Chapter 1187 - 1187: The Boss Lady's Other Side

"Good job hitting him, people like that deserve a lesson!"

"Exactly! That's what happens to the ungrateful."

"Isn't that right? If my son dared to be ungrateful, I'd bang drums and gongs and scold him all the way to the end of the street!"

The bystanders all voiced their opinions, with most of the crowd siding with Pei Dengke.

However, few were concerned about the consequences Pei Dengke would face.

After all, it's not their business, so why get involved?

That's just human nature. Maintaining a basic moral compass is hard enough, and it's tough to demand more.

Just as Pei Dengke was about to utter his final countdown, shouting came from outside the crowd: "Move aside, make way!"

Many thought it was the police coming, and they instinctively cleared a path.

However, it wasn't the police walking in, but a burly man with a face full of flesh and a broad build.

The woman who had warmly welcomed Pei Dengke earlier, the boss's wife of the shop, saw the man and quickly ran over to explain the situation in brief.

This burly man, who didn't seem like an easy character either, listened and then strode towards Jin Bongjin with his hands in his pockets, looking down as he said, "Xiao Jin, you're really smacking me in the face here."

Jin Bongjin, hearing this, snapped out of his playing dead state and pointed at his own head: "Brother Fan, is this what you call a slap in the face?"

Once again, the onlookers began a new round of discussions.

"Who is this guy?"

"He's the owner of the shop, seems like his name is Fan Fengyu. In his younger days, he was in a lot of fights, but in recent years he opened a few restaurants, and business has been good."

"How does Jin Bongjin compare to him?"

"Hard to say. Both of them have money and neither is a saint."

At this point, Fan Fengyu said, "The cause was my shop's staff accidentally dropping the fish you brought, right?"

"That's right, Brother Fan, you should know I have a bad reputation but I'm not unreasonable." Jin Bongjin retorted confidently.

"I heard you demanded thirty thousand in compensation?"

"Thirty thousand is already considering your face. The meat from that fish costs more than three thousand for just an ounce, and it was half a pound in total."

"Alright." Fan Fengyu nodded, then looked at the boss's wife and said, "Go to the account and get thirty thousand."

The boss's wife was visibly unwilling and said, "But..."

"No buts, if it's damaged, it should be compensated." Fan Fengyu insisted without question.

The boss's wife had no choice but to relent. She went into the shop, behind the counter, and started counting money from the drawer.

"Auntie, I'm sorry!" Jiang Mixue said to the boss's wife, bowing her head.

"Nothing to apologize for, that bastard Jin Bongjin is clearly trying to extort us.

That lousy fish for three thousand per ounce, he's taking us for fools!

Just watch, your uncle won't let him take the money that easily." The boss's wife said angrily while counting the money.

After taking out all the hundred-yuan bills from the drawer, the boss's wife went upstairs to fetch ten thousand more, making it thirty thousand, then dashed out the door.

"Here you go!"

Fan Fengyu took the thirty thousand and handed it to Jin Bongjin: "Count it, so you can't say something's missing later."

"No need to count; I trust Brother Fan's credibility. Even if there's something missing, I'll accept it." Jin Bongjin said shamelessly, holding the thirty thousand in his hands, his eyes betraying an irrepressible smile.

But soon, he turned his focus to Pei Dengke, coldly saying, "Now, we should settle the account of you breaking my head."

"Hold on!" Before Pei Dengke could speak, Fan Fengyu interjected: "I can't get involved in your matters with him, but the account between you and me isn't settled yet."

Jin Bongjin frowned: "You mean I hit your restaurant employee? At worst, I'll pay for his medical bills."

"Just covering medical bills won't suffice." Fan Fengyu shook his head: "That employee of mine is still a student; how do you account for the delay in his studies due to injuries?

What if he's too young and scared, developing psychological issues?

How do you account for loss of work and nutritional expenses?

The decrease in staff affecting my restaurant's revenue, how should this be calculated?"

"How to calculate it?" Jin Bongjin sneered: "Of course, calculate as usual; give me a total number, and I'll pay you now."

"Good, I've been waiting for that!" Fan Fengyu pulled out his phone, opened the calculator, and genuinely started tallying with Jin Bongjin.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

This boss is quite interesting.

He turned back to look at Jiang Mixue and smiled: "The shop owner and his wife seem to treat you quite well?"

Jiang Mixue nodded: "They indeed take good care of me, and after learning I'm a university student, they raised my salary by five hundred as well. Normally, not that much is paid for summer and winter break work."

Xiao Feng slowly nodded, then turned his gaze outside to continue watching.

It wasn't long before Jin Bongjin's face turned ugly as he grumbled, "Following Brother Fan's calculations, I still have to pay you five thousand extra?"

"What's five thousand?" Fan Fengyu retorted: "For all those unscrupulous profits you earn, it's just a drop in the ocean."

"Unscrupulous profits or not, I worked hard for my money."

"Your money is hard-earned, but mine just falls from the sky?"

Jin Bongjin, taking a deep breath, said: "So, Brother Fan, you really want me to pay?

Don't forget, you're running a business!"

"I don't need your reminder!" Fan Fengyu raised his voice: "Your confidence is merely because I'm in the light, and you're in the dark. You think if you play some dirty tricks, I can't do anything.

To tell you the truth, what you're playing now are all tricks I used to play.

You want to play, then I'll accompany you all the way, provided you first pay me eighty thousand!"

"Pay... I'll pay your mother!"

In a fit of rage, Jin Bongjin shrugged off his men's supports and kicked Fan Fengyu in the stomach.

"Bang!"

Fan Fengyu staggered back two steps, his eyes turning cold: "Now, it's no longer something eighty thousand can solve."

"Beat him up!" Jin Bongjin waved his hand, and his men swarmed forward to attack Fan Fengyu.

The scene quickly became chaotic, and the onlookers retreated, fearing they'd get caught in the fray.

The boss's wife was fierce, too, rushing into the kitchen, grabbing a kitchen knife, then charging out, putting her hands on her hips and shouting angrily: "Dare to hit my man, you must be tired of living!"

The staff of the shop were all stunned; some had been there for three to five years, others just a few months, but none had ever seen this side of the boss's wife.

They exchanged glances and started to act, some grabbing brooms, others mops, and some even a shovel, all ready to follow the boss's wife once she charged.

After all, seeing their boss being attacked, as employees, it's only natural not to stand idly by.