Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chapter 79 The Huang Family's Hidden Secrets: Exorbitant Prices!

"Including my lost wages, you need to compensate my family at least two thousand yuan. Of course, hospitalization and medical expenses are separate."

"What!?"

"Two...two thousand!?"

Everyone in the office gasped, their throats going dry.

The Huang family members' expressions changed drastically, looking as if they had seen a ghost, and they almost jumped up from their chairs.

Two thousand yuan!?

These days, an ordinary worker can barely save a thousand or eight hundred yuan even if he works himself to the bone for a year without eating or drinking.

But which family doesn't eat and drink? In an average dual-income family, it's extremely rare to find one that can save a thousand yuan in savings!

Two thousand without even opening your mouth is outrageous! No, it's like a celestial dog swallowing the sun!

Chen Jianguo covered his mouth tightly, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

Two thousand! A number he never dared to dream of! If he could get his hands on it, not to mention the household expenses and tuition fees, he could even buy a bicycle and some new furniture. He stared at the Huang family with hopeful eyes.

A look of surprise flashed across Grandma Shen's and Grandpa Shen's faces as they exchanged a glance.

Two thousand yuan? What is this son up to? How is this any different from directly driving the Huang family to their doom?

However, the elderly couple understood what was going on when they thought about how Chen Limei had helped the outsider earlier.

Most likely, Chen Deshun was angered by what happened earlier, so he changed his mind and decided not to reconcile with the Huang family. Therefore, he deliberately put forward harsh conditions with the aim of sending the entire Huang family to jail!

They unconditionally support whatever decision their son makes!

"You, you, you————"

Hsieh Shu-chen pointed at Chen De-shun, stammered for a long time, and almost fainted on the spot because she couldn't catch her breath.

"You old fool! I think you're obsessed with money!"

Huang Xumin could no longer contain himself. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, glaring at Chen Deshun with bloodshot eyes: "You might as well send our whole family in jail! Two thousand yuan? Your two good-for-nothing sons aren't even worth two thousand yuan!"

"Two thousand yuan is enough to buy the lives of your whole family!" Huang Xudong roared, his face contorted with rage.

"Shut up! Huang Xudong! Huang Xumin! Calm down!"

Seeing that the situation was about to spiral out of control and the Huang family's words were becoming increasingly irrational, Director Qian had no choice but to sternly remind them: "This is a police station, not a place where you can run wild! Watch your words!!"

Speaking so recklessly in front of the police officers, anyone who didn't know better would think you were actually willing to hire someone to kill someone, are you out of your mind?!

After being scolded by Director Qian, Huang Xumin and Huang Xudong finally realized where they were. They were like ducks with their necks being choked, swallowing back the rest of their words, but their eyes were still fierce, as if they wanted to devour Chen Deshun alive.

Mr. Huang's face was deathly pale, and he forced a look that was more like crying. Hunched over, he poured out his grievances to Director Qian and the two police officers: "Director Qian, officers, you two be the judge! We've been sincere enough in admitting our mistakes, haven't we? We've apologized where we should, we've compensated where we should, but look at him—"

He pointed tremblingly at Chen Deshun and said desperately, "This doesn't look like they want to have a proper talk! They're asking for two thousand yuan right off the bat! Tell me, who can easily come up with two thousand yuan these days? Let alone two thousand, there aren't many families that can even come up with five hundred yuan, are there?"

As Mr. Huang spoke, his eyes reddened, and he pounded his chest, looking like an honest man driven to the brink of despair.

If I knew it now, why bother?

Although the Huang family was at fault, the amount of two thousand yuan was indeed too harsh and unreasonable.

The three officers, Song Gong'an, Zheng Yi, and Director Qian, exchanged glances, all seeing the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Finally, Director Qian sighed and stepped in to mediate: "Comrade Chen Deshun, you see, the Huang family can agree to the first two conditions you proposed. But isn't this third condition a bit too harsh? Could you—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.

The Huang family are just ordinary people. Asking for two thousand is impossible to negotiate with; it will only push things to a worse state.

If we want to continue the talks, we need to be realistic and not make exorbitant demands. Both sides should compromise so that we can save face and avoid making unreasonable demands.

Contrary to the Huang family's expectations, Chen Deshun didn't erupt in anger. Instead, he smiled and said meaningfully, "Our family has been poor farmers for three generations, so naturally we can't afford two thousand yuan. But just because our family doesn't have it doesn't mean the Huang family can't, right?"

He deliberately emphasized the phrase "three generations of poor peasants".

The conversation was full of hidden meaning, leaving the others confused. Huang Xumin and Huang Xudong were still indignant about the two thousand yuan, but Xie Shuzhen and her husband were shocked and felt a chill run down their spines.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Huang's face was pale, but he tried to remain calm.

He stared intently at Chen Deshun. Those words just now didn't seem casual. Did Chen Deshun know something? An ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Chen Deshun smirked: "It's nothing, I just thought your family couldn't possibly be unable to come up with two thousand, right? Sell some ancestral property, scrape together some, that should be enough."

This is tantamount to revealing your hand directly!

"You!" Mr. Huang's body stiffened abruptly, his lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.

Even the fierce and domineering Hsieh Shu-chen felt fear at this moment.

The two stood there, stunned, completely baffled. How did Chen Deshun know? And from where did he find out?

The Huang family's ancestral history was an absolute secret, kept even from their two sons, Huang Xumin and Huang Xudong.

Huang Xumin's grandfather worked for the puppet regime during the Japanese occupation, which was a despicable collaborator. To put it bluntly, he was a traitor, and calling him a national sellout would be quite an understatement.

At that time, he ran errands for the Japanese and bullied the villagers, and looted a lot of gold, silver, jade, antiques and paintings.

Later, when the Japanese were defeated and retreated, the shrewd old man secretly hid many treasures.

Even after rounds of cleansing campaigns, and countless homes being ransacked, the old man, by his resourceful method of hiding things in various places, managed to preserve a considerable number of his belongings.

It wasn't until the old man was on his deathbed that he called Huang's father to his side alone, told him about the past, told him where the treasure was hidden, and repeatedly instructed him: "This matter must be kept a secret. You must never tell anyone, not even your own children."

This secret remained in Huang's father's heart for several years, causing him great discomfort.

One night, after the couple had made love, he got carried away and blurted out that he had told Xie Shuzhen about it.

Since then, only the couple knew about it, and they never mentioned it to a third person!

How could Chen Deshun, an outsider, possibly have discovered such a secret? Could it be that he climbed over his own wall in the middle of the night and eavesdropped on the couple's conversation?

Regardless of the reason, the couple knew one thing very well: Chen Deshun definitely knew some inside information.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for two thousand yuan right away! He wasn't asking for an exorbitant price; he just knew they could afford it!