Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Ms. Tang Yu is fine, why does she need compensation?"

Qin Luo spoke slowly.

"Master Jiang, I'm afraid your people have provoked her more than once, right? Hmm?"

Jiang Zhe almost bit his tongue and said dryly, "Absolutely not! This is an accident, it's really an accident..."

"is it?"

Qin Luo curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes meaningful.

He calmly picked up a glass of red wine from the coffee table and gently swirled the liquid in the glass.

But it was this attitude that made Jiang Zhe's hands and feet cold.

Big Gold Teeth standing by was almost stunned.

He thought Qin Luo was just a ruthless character.

But now it seems, how can this be called cruel?
He is clearly a master at playing with people's hearts!
A young master of the Jiang family was actually forced to this point.

What kind of monster is this guy?
Qin Luo took a sip of red wine and said slowly:

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to apologize verbally. Since you want compensation, then show some sincerity. How about this - 5 million as compensation for mental damage, isn't that too much?"

"Five...five million?"

Jiang Zhe's eyes widened and his voice suddenly became sharp.

Although five million is not an astronomical figure for him, it is definitely not a small amount.

What's more, it's a waste of money!

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Mr. Qin, you...are you a little..."

"Something?"

Qin Luo raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think I'm asking too much? Or do you think Miss Tang is not worth the price?"

Jiang Zhe quickly shook his head, sweat dripping down his face.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant, it's just..."

"Just worried about the money?"

Qin Luo chuckled.

"Then think about the broken arms and legs of your men, and think about how you will survive in Jiangcheng in the future. Five million to buy Young Master Jiang's reputation, I think it's a good deal."

Jiang Zhe shuddered all over, the implication of Qin Luo's words couldn't be more obvious.

If he doesn't agree, today's matter will not end.

"Okay, I agree!"

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

Qin Luo then smiled with satisfaction and drank the remaining red wine in the glass.

"Young Master Jiang really knows how to handle current affairs."

"Come on, Big Gold Tooth."

Qin Luo casually put the wine glass back on the coffee table with a calm attitude.

"Don't lie down and pretend to be dead. It's not that easy for you to get away with this. Get up and bear witness to Master Jiang."

The corner of Big Gold Tooth's mouth twitched.

Why him again?

Which deity did he offend today?
Jiang Zhe is troublesome enough, and now I have to clean up his mess?

This time, even if I just lose a layer of skin, it would be considered a minor incident.

"Master Qin, can we change the witnessing position?"

"No."

Qin Luo glanced at him and said lazily.

Da Jin Ya choked and cursed in his heart, but still put on a dry smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, then I will be a witness."

After saying that, Big Gold Teeth jumped up from the ground.

If he dared to delay for another half a second, Qin Luo's gaze would probably pierce through his spine.

"Mr. Qin, look, how dare I disobey your orders?"

Big Gold Teeth forced a smile, trying to salvage his dignity which had long been shattered into pieces of glass.

Qin Luo ignored him and turned his gaze to Jiang Zhe who was still standing there, with a slight smile on his face.

"Master Jiang, do you think we need a more appropriate explanation for this matter?"

He drew out the last syllable of the sentence, with a half-smile in his voice, and his meaning was self-evident.

Jiang Zhe's face turned pale and blue, and he wanted to smash the phone in his hand.

However, facing Qin Luo's relaxed appearance, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and could only squeeze out a few words with gritted teeth.

"Okay!" Qin Luo curled his thin lips.

"I've sent you the account number, Mr. Jiang, do you need me to teach you how to transfer money?"

Jiang Zhe's face turned pale and his temples were throbbing.

He held the phone in his hand so tightly that it seemed like it would be crushed in the next second.

What else could he do?

He had no choice at all here.

Jiang Zhe lowered his head, glared at the screen, and then reluctantly called his assistant.

The assistant's respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, with a cautious tone.

"Master Jiang, please tell me..."

"Transfer! Five million! Immediately!"

Jiang Zhe almost growled.

He took a deep breath, his knuckles turning white from the effort, "Stop talking nonsense and do as I say."

The assistant was stunned, obviously confused.

But the air pressure on the phone was so low that it was suffocating, so he obediently agreed.

"Understood...Understood, Master Jiang. I'll turn right away."

Qin Luo leaned leisurely on the sofa, tapping the armrest lightly with his slender fingers.

"Young Master Jiang is really straightforward. This is what it looks like when someone is doing something big."

Jiang Zhe was too lazy to even respond at this moment, as he was afraid that he would lose his composure once he opened his mouth.

However, Qin Luo obviously did not intend to let Jiang Zhe go so easily.

He pulled a piece of paper from his suit pocket and unfolded it slowly.

"Mr. Jiang, to save both of us trouble, I have an agreement here, please take a look."

"protocol?"

Jiang Zhe's eyes fell on the paper.

He frowned; the densely packed clauses on it made his eyelids twitch.

Plus the last line that required a signature seemed to mock everything he had done tonight.

"Master Jiang, we still have one more step to go through.

Qin Luo spoke in a brisk tone and smiled politely.

"This is an agreement, a compensation contract or something, we need to keep a written certificate. Don't come back and accuse me of forcing you to buy or sell. Tsk, I'll be wronged then."

Jiang Zhe stared at the thick document.

He took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth.

"Mr. Qin, is it necessary to be so formal? In our Jiangcheng circle, isn't it all about maintaining face?"

"face?"

Qin Luo asked back, his tone slightly raised.

"Master Jiang, there were so many people watching just now, do you think I still need your face?"

Jiang Zhe was speechless.

Qin Luo pretended to look at his watch and said leisurely: "It's getting late, sign it, don't waste everyone's time."

He leaned back and lazily leaned on the sofa.

The agreement on the table was undoubtedly a huge mountain that Jiang Zhe could not circumvent at this moment.

Jiang Zhe was so angry that his teeth were itching, but everyone in the room was looking at him.

He forced himself to remain calm, and deliberately suppressed the disgust on his brows.

"Okay, I'll sign."

"happy!"

Qin Luo handed over the pen and chuckled softly.

Jiang Zhe took the pen and almost pierced the paper when signing.

His inner rage was raging, but he had to maintain his outward composure.

Da Jin Ya, who was standing aside, had already had his back soaked with cold sweat.

He tried to smooth things over with a smirk, his voice concealing obvious flattery.

"Master Qin, Master Jiang, your cooperation will surely be foolproof. Haha, this is what we call "no friendship without fighting."

Qin Luo glanced at him sideways with a smile.

"Big Gold Teeth, you're quite good at finding a nice interpretation for what you said."

Da Jin Ya didn't dare to say anything more and waved his hands quickly.

"No, no, it's all thanks to you. It makes me happy to see you two reach a consensus!" (End of this chapter)