At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

Chapter 54 The Yan Family's Greedy Dream

"return!"

"Go where? Do you think they'll acknowledge you? Besides, if you and Liu Guangtian from the Liu family hadn't gone looking for trouble with his brother, would they have bothered with you?"

"You dare to question me? Do you even have the right to judge?"

Yan Bugui slammed his hand on the table and said angrily.

"But, we can't just let that little bastard bully us like this, can we?"

Yang Ruihua stopped and turned around to speak.

"Boss, do you think you've gone to cause trouble for Yi Zhonghua again this time?"

Yan Bugui ignored her and continued to ask.

"I...I haven't yet."

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Yan Jiecheng muttered something.

"Not yet? People will know if you haven't. You're trying to compete with them."

"You know what he told me? Last time he only spent twenty, but he prepared two hundred, just waiting for you to set another trap."

Yan Bugui slammed his hand on the table again.

"I......"

Yan Jiecheng turned pale upon hearing this, recalling the ten days he had been beaten wherever he went.

"Why are you yelling? Our son is being bullied by that foreign bastard. Instead of seeking justice, why are you yelling at the boss?"

Yang Ruihua asked indignantly.

"I yelled at him, calling him an idiot. What did this have to do with him from beginning to end? Huh? What did the trouble caused by the Liu Guangqi brothers have to do with him?"

"What a fool who's eager to be used as a pawn! What's the point of showing off?"

"Is this how I usually teach you? Look at your dad, when have I ever been the one rushing ahead? But in the end, don't I always get a share of the benefits?"

"Yi Zhonghai is a ruthless bastard who is not to be trifled with, and that brat Yi Zhongding is even more vicious. Your son, that fool, has brought these two into trouble for our family for no reason."

"So what if you've provoked them? What benefits have you gained? Not a single penny?"

"Having made such a losing deal, am I not allowed to yell?"

Yan Bugui looked even angrier than his wife, but it seemed like they were angry about different things.

"What you said makes some sense, eldest son. You're not as smart as your father in this respect. How did you end up taking on the Liu family's problems?"

Upon hearing about the unprofitable deal, Yang Ruihua instantly forgot about seeking justice for her son and started calculating the costs as well.

"Then I got beaten up for nothing last time."

Yan Jiecheng didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what his parents said.

After all, he grew up in such an environment.

Their mindset has long been domesticated into that of a calculating mind.

"That's because you were the one who provoked them first."

Yan Bugui glared at him with exasperation.

"Well, it's a fact that our son got beaten up, right? No way, we have to get compensation from Lao Yi, or we'll make a big scene."

"Didn't that little bastard say his grades were pretty good? If we make a big fuss, let's see if he can still go to school."

Yang Ruihua rolled her eyes and said with a pout.

"That makes sense. When Lao Yi comes back in a bit, I'll go find him. If he doesn't pay compensation, I'll report it to the police."

Yan Bugui sniffed and nodded.

"How much compensation do you want?"

Yang Ruihua's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to ask.

"Fifty, at least fifty, or we'll sue him."

Yan Bugui stretched out a hand, his eyes filled with greed.

"What fifty? That country bumpkin said he had prepared two hundred dollars, but he wants two hundred and he still has to give me half of it."

Yan Jiecheng quickly said.

"Yeah, their family is rich. That kid makes a lot of money as a carpenter. We're asking for too little; we should ask for two hundred."

"But what's it to you? I'll give you half? Don't you spend money on food, clothing, shelter, and transportation at home?"

Yan Bugui raised his head and said with dissatisfaction.

"No, I'm the one who got beaten up, so I should at least get some of the compensation."

Yan Jiecheng said anxiously.

"Five cents, at most five cents. Don't forget, if it weren't for me and your mother backing you up, you wouldn't get a single cent."

Yan Bugui gestured with his still-retracted hand in front of him, and said with a pained expression.

"This is so unreasonable! You want two hundred, but you only give me fifty cents? I get beaten up every day, it should be at least twenty dollars."

Yan Jiecheng imitated his father and stretched out his two palms.

"It's only two yuan at most. What's the use of having so much money? We've raised you all these years, and it's all been our family's money."

"Do you want to eat? Do you want to drink? Do you want to pay your tuition? I paid all this money for you. If you're so capable, give it back to me."

Yan Bugui said firmly.

Yan Jiecheng was speechless, but his eyes gradually filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

Then, for some inexplicable reason, he showed a look of joy.

Even five cents is a profit.

I've never taken such a large sum of money from home before.

But then he remembered that his father had just said that Yi Zhongding had spent twenty yuan to hire someone to beat him up.

And they even prepared two hundred yuan.

It would be so nice to give him this money.

If you give it to him.

He simply stopped following those three bastards, Liu Guangqi, from the backyard to cause trouble for Yi Zhonghua.

How could this family be having such a wonderful dream?

Night gradually fell.

On the road near the courtyard house.

Yi Zhonghai took a bag of snacks from his coworker, chatted for a few minutes, and then couldn't wait to rush home.

A satisfied smile graced his face.

Every now and then, I would pick up the snack in my hand and look at it for a while.

It's as if they're afraid the animals will grow legs and run away.

This is a set of Beijing-style snacks that he asked a coworker to buy for him.

He remembered that today was the day his younger brother, Yi Zhongding, finished his middle school entrance exam.

So I bought it specifically to celebrate.

Of course, it was also to appease the few kids at home who were greedy but sensible and unwilling to ask for anything.

When we entered the courtyard house.

Yan Bugui, who had been waiting for him since early morning, strode over from his doorstep in a menacing manner.

Yi Zhonghai narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped walking.

"Old Yi, your family's actions are not ethical."

Yan Bugui looked like he was there to interrogate him.

"Old Yan, what's wrong? What did our family do to offend you?"

Yi Zhonghai asked, puzzled.

"Your brother paid someone to beat up my son. Don't pretend you didn't know about this. Tell me how you want to resolve this. If you can't, I'll report it to the police."

Yan Bugui roared angrily.

"Oh, really? Old Yan, I actually knew about this. You should thank me."

"Otherwise, given how much my Dingya loves his younger siblings, your Jiecheng would be in real trouble."

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said.

"What do you mean? Your brother hired people to beat up my son, and I should thank you?"

Yan Bugui asked, dumbfounded.

"Of course! If I hadn't stopped him, your son would have been in a terrible state. Don't you think you should thank me?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"If that's what you're saying, then there's nothing more to say. I'll go report it to the police right now and send your brother to jail."

Yan Bugui was so angry he laughed; he had never seen such a shameless person.

After he finished speaking, he lifted his foot and was about to walk towards the main gate.

Yi Zhonghai didn't stop him, and just watched him walk away with a smile.