Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

The spectators around had already surrounded the car around the city, looking at Zhuo Yifan in the car one by one, gloating and sympathetic, but most of them were indifferent.Obviously, these passers-by are no strangers to this phenomenon of touching porcelain.It seems that this kind of thing happens a lot in this place!

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was still in the car, the young man who claimed to be the son of the hit man smashed the glass of the car again, and roared, "Get out of the car quickly, or I'll smash your car!"

Zhuo Yifan thought that if you had the guts to smash the car, I would have the guts to let go of your hand.But the problem is, this car belongs to Xie Dongting, even if it is damaged, Xie Dongting won't care about it, and he is also embarrassed.And it's something that's completely avoidable.So Zhuo Yifan was finally "forced" to open the car door, and got out of the car directly.

The young man didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan, who was still in the middle of the car, would choose to get out of the car so simply, and subconsciously took two steps back, but Zhuo Yifan, who had just got out of the car, came face to face, eye to eye .For some reason, looking at Zhuo Yifan's disdainful and cold eyes, the young man suddenly felt oppressed.

As soon as Zhuo Yifan got out of the car, the two strong men stopped in front of the car, one on the left and one on the right, together with the young man surrounded Zhuo Yifan in the middle, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

"Dad, Dad, are you okay?" The young man seemed to be afraid of Zhuo Yifan's eyes, subconsciously turned his head and ran towards the old man who was hugging his thigh and kept rolling and shouting for pain, and squatted down to ask with concern road.

"Oh...it hurts to death! My leg seems to be broken... I can't... I can't let that guy run away!" The old man yelled, clutching his leg, looking at Zhuo Yifan with his eyes, and said in admonishing .

"Dad, don't worry. The person who bumped into you won't run away!" The young man agreed in a cold voice, then he stood up and handed his "father" to another young man to take care of him before turning around Came to Zhuo Yifan.

"Tell me, is this a private matter or a public matter? No one wants to share such a matter during the Chinese New Year. If you give you a chance, I will not call the police! If the police come, this matter will be over. It's not that simple anymore!" The young man took a deep breath, and all the fear of Zhuo Yifan before was wiped away in an instant, and he even threatened unceremoniously. [

"What if it's private? What if it's public?" Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.

"It's private, of course we will settle it in private. You pay for my father's broken leg, medical expenses, lost work expenses, mental damage expenses, and that's all. Let's just let you go once If it’s public, then what’s the point? Of course, wait for the police to come and let them deal with it. But I don’t think you can go back to celebrate the New Year!” The young man explained with a cold snort.

"That's it! It seems that going private is my best choice!" Zhuo Yifan nodded suddenly and said.

"You're smart, kid. I won't talk nonsense with you, 3 yuan, today's matter is over. We won't make things difficult for you anymore. Hurry up and leave!" The young man said generously, but this How to make a pie, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a toll.How could this be the rhythm of his own father being knocked off his leg?

"Thirty thousand? You really dare to speak!" Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sneer.

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