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

Chapter 81 The Final Solution: The Huang Family Compromises! Chen Jianguo's Plan Falls Through?

"Whether I'm lying or not, you all know the truth."

Chen Deshun continued to exert pressure: "Everything leaves a trace. I have friends in newspapers and television stations. When the time comes to solicit clues from the people of the whole country, do you think you can hide?"

He doesn't need evidence; he just needs to plant the seed of doubt, and it will take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree that they can't uproot.

Chen Deshun didn't continue, leaving Xie Shuzhen and her husband room to consider, and he wasn't too worried.

The way people think and approach problems now is vastly different from how people think decades from now.

If this were in later generations, many people would probably think that if they could get a windfall that would ensure their financial security for the next ten or even several decades, spending a few years in jail wouldn't seem like a big deal. They would even have food and lodging provided while they were in jail, and once they were released, they would have money in their hands and could live a carefree life anywhere.

He leaned back in his chair, watching the two whispering to each other, sometimes anxious, sometimes conflicted, his thoughts drifting away.

Another old story about the Huang family suddenly surfaced.

Huang Xumin and Huang Xudong were both temporary workers in a state-owned factory. They looked respectable, but behind the scenes they were doing shady things.

During their breaks after get off work or while on night shift, the two of them frequently stole scraps and parts from the factory to resell.

Although these are petty thefts and not worth much money, in today's world, factory property is public property, and buying and selling it is a violation of regulations. If caught, the consequences range from dismissal to imprisonment.

It wasn't until several years later that the truth came out, and he was caught red-handed by the security department.

To protect their sons, the Huang family spent a lot of money bribing officials and pulling strings to find connections, which prevented the two brothers from serving too long in jail.

Chen Deshun curled his lips into a cold sneer.

Although he now had leverage over the Huang family, he was in no hurry to expose it.

It's neither timely nor necessary to bring this up now.

His main purpose today is to seek justice and compensation, not to drive the Huang family to their doom.

Anyone who has raised sheep or harvested chives knows that the core principle of fleecing and exploiting is "sustainability," and one cannot exhaust the resources for short-term gains.

Wool must be sheared layer by layer, and chives must be harvested crop by crop.

Don't squeeze every last drop unless absolutely necessary; take it slow and steady.

Going too far might provoke the Huang family to act desperately, so it's better to keep this as a backup plan for unforeseen circumstances.

He snapped out of his reverie, his gaze sharpening once more: "Have you thought it through? Don't waste everyone's time."

After a long while, just when he thought the two were about to compromise, Huang's father, his face flushed, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Two thousand is not negotiable. Even if you sold our whole family, we wouldn't be worth two thousand yuan."

"Most of those things are worthless junk, and some were confiscated back then. It's not as rich as you think." Xie Shuzhen lowered her eyes, trying to appear calm.

"If you want to settle, give me a fair price. Two thousand yuan in compensation, plus the two hundred and thirty we owe you, that's two thousand two hundred and thirty. That's too much. Even if we sell everything we own, we still can't come up with that amount."

Their family is counting on those treasures to turn their fortunes around, so they definitely can't squander them all. Besides, selling them off in bulk at once would easily attract unwanted attention.

The Xie couple's unyielding attitude was somewhat unexpected for Chen Deshun. He rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and deliberately relaxed his grip, as if he was about to compromise: "Fine, considering that your attitude of admitting your mistake is not bad, I will reluctantly take a step back and give you 1,999."

"impossible!"

Xie Shuzhen and her husband turned green with rage. Did they really need that one dollar? Chen Deshun was clearly just making fun of them.

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight." Chen Deshun said calmly.

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After some back and forth, and a lot of heated debate, the price was finally settled at 1,800 yuan.

Grandma Shen and Grandpa Shen sat to the side, dumbfounded, too shocked to speak.

1,800 yuan!

Getting beaten up actually earns you 1,800 yuan!

The elderly couple toiled away in the fields, braving wind and rain, but they couldn't save even two hundred yuan a year.

This money is equivalent to ten years of farming for them. The second son's family is going to be rich!

"We can give you the money."

Mr. Huang was heartbroken, not knowing how many treasures he would have to sell to raise the money, but for the sake of his family, he could only grit his teeth and agree. After thinking for a moment, he made his request: "But I have two conditions."

"Go ahead," Chen Deshun said calmly.

"First, we can't give you the money right away; it will take time—at least two days. Second, we absolutely cannot tell anyone about how much money we lost or our family's situation! That's our bottom line!"

Huang's father's suggestion was exactly what Chen Deshun wanted to hear. If others found out that he had taken 1,800 yuan from the Huang family, he would never have a peaceful life again, and it would also have a bad influence if word got out.

"Okay. We'll write it in the mediation agreement that, excluding medical expenses, all compensation will be a total of two hundred yuan, with any outstanding debts to be calculated separately. The condition is that you need to give me the remaining money first."

"Okay." Mr. Huang immediately agreed, feeling relieved.

The couple's combined monthly salary is less than one hundred yuan. If people knew that they had suddenly lost 1,800 yuan, it would definitely backfire and bring unnecessary trouble.

"I need to go home first." After agreeing on the details, Mr. Huang added.

This is understandable, since only he and Xie Shuzhen know where the items are, and it wouldn't be safe for Xie Shuzhen, a woman, to go and sell things.

Chen Deshun nodded in agreement: "Okay, we can discuss it with the police later and have you go back to raise the money, but the others can't go back. I advise you not to try anything funny."

At this point, Mr. Huang was filled with remorse and dared not try any more tricks.

If I had known it would end like this, I would have stopped my two sons from doing anything.

After reaching an agreement, Chen Deshun got up, opened the office door, and invited Zheng Yi, Police Officer Song, and Director Qian in.

In front of everyone, he calmly explained the results of their private negotiations inside the house:

The Huang family compensated for all expenses other than medical expenses, totaling two hundred yuan, and also repaid the two hundred yuan borrowed that year, including principal and interest, for a total of four hundred and thirty yuan.

This result was unexpected by everyone. Everyone thought that the mediation would end inconclusively, but no one expected that Chen Deshun would suddenly relent and give up his previous demand for 2,000 yuan in compensation.

But no matter what, things finally came to a conclusion. Director Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and Police Officer Song and Zheng Yi nodded in approval.

When Chen Jianguo, who was standing at the door, heard the mediation result, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Four hundred and thirty in total! That was much more than the two hundred and fifty he had expected. Just as he was about to chime in, he heard Mr. Huang sigh and say with a troubled expression, "We don't have that much money at home right now. We'll have to go back and ask our relatives and colleagues for help to pay it off, so—you see, could you—"

The hearts of Song Gong'an and Zheng Yi, which had just been at ease, were now filled with anxiety again. No money? How could they settle without paying? Were they supposed to sign a letter of understanding and wait for him to turn his back on them?

Director Qian was also helpless. He went over to discuss the matter with Police Officer Song and Zheng Yi, and with Song acting as guarantor, the situation was finally eased.

Considering the Huang family's actual difficulties, it was agreed that Huang's father could go back alone to raise money, and that he could raise the compensation within two days before signing the letter of understanding, while the rest of the Huang family would remain in the detention room.

This long-stalemate in mediation has finally yielded a result acceptable to all parties.

Although everyone was curious about what Xie Shuzhen and her husband had talked about with Chen Deshun in the office, and how they managed to get him to reduce the compensation from two thousand yuan to two hundred yuan, no one asked. Neither of the two families were easy to deal with, and it was better to avoid trouble.

Seeing that the two sides had reached an agreement, Chen Jianguo showed no joy on his face and was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks.

How could my eldest sister marry that good-for-nothing Huang Xumin? The Huang family is a bunch of poor bastards, they're really useless!

The family couldn't even scrape together four hundred yuan, and they actually had to go back to raise money. He had planned to ask his father for the money after he received his share, but his father didn't get the money either, and his plan fell through.

Yesterday I confidently told my wife that I would accomplish my mission and that there would be absolutely no accidents today!

The result—that's it—?

Once outside the police station, Chen Jianguo's face was droopy, and he couldn't muster any energy.

Although things have taken a turn for the worse and deviated somewhat from expectations, we should not give up just because of this setback.

He glanced furtively at Chen Deshun, who was walking ahead, then quietly stepped forward, furtively pulling on the arms of Old Mrs. Shen and Old Mr. Shen, deliberately slowing his pace to fall behind, and whispering to each other.

Chen Deshun had noticed his little actions out of the corner of his eye, and deliberately slowed down his pace to hear what kind of wicked scheme his eldest son was up to this time.