C10 You Have Eyes but Do Not Recognize Mount Tai

"No need to thank me, I just did what I should have done." Zhang Zheng said politely.

As soon as he finished speaking, another man walked over, "Ruxue, you must thank this mister."

Zhang Zheng looked up and saw that it was the bar manager who was beaten up by Loong Tianxiang's assistant just now. At this time, he still had a swollen face and looked a little embarrassed.

"Thank you very much for your help." The manager took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Zheng.

"According to the contract with our bar, if Ruxue sings a song, she will get a commission of 300 yuan. The rest will be given to our bar."

"But, the money you pay for ordering a song is enough to buy our bar. We don't dare to accept this money, but directly refund the money to you is the same as disrespecting your face, so... our bar will leave 10%, the remaining 90% will be returned to you, you see..."

A compromise plan ensured that the bar earned money, but it also didn't make Zhang Zheng lose too much money.

The manager was also a person who had seen the world. He did not dare to offend Loong Tianxiang. The person in front of him was obviously not weaker than Loong Tianxiang, and he did not dare to offend him.

A person who was blinded by money would not be able to reach his current position.

Zhang Zheng was very satisfied with this manager. After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly and said:

"Leave 30% of your bar for me to invest in your bar. The remaining 70% will be donated to the Hope Project in the name of your bar and me. You can take care of this matter."

"Thank you!"

The manager excitedly put his palms together and bowed. This way, the bar would be able to earn both fame and fortune!

"However, I have two more questions."

"Go ahead!"

The manager immediately stood up and waited for Zhang Zheng to ask questions.

"The first question is, the commission for her singing a song of 300 yuan is a little low. In the future, can you give half of the customer's reward money to her?"

"No problem!" The manager patted his chest and promised, "I'll sign the contract again. It will be carried out tomorrow!"

Zhang Zheng nodded.

"The second question, miss Ruxue, can you sing for me now?"

...

At night.

Zhang Zheng returned to his rented house. Before he even entered the room, there was an intense argument coming from inside.

"Old fool, I am your son. Didn't you earn money for me to spend? Otherwise, if you die in the future, who will send you to your death? "

A middle-aged man stood there and shouted arrogantly.

" I would rather not have a son like you! I only know how to gamble day by day, and I even borrowed so many online loans. Is it easy for me to save money with all my effort? It's fine if you don't support me, but do you want to snatch away my pension?"

The landlord, uncle Chen, stood there in grief and indignation, his eyes falling.

"Uncle Chen, what's wrong?" Zhang Zheng walked over and asked.

Uncle Chen wiped his tears and said with a bitter smile, "Little Zhang is back? It's fine. It's a private matter at home. You can go back first."

One should not expose an ugly family.

When the news got out, besides being laughed at, there was no other meaning.

"Old bastard! You are my father! I only want six hundred thousand, five hundred thousand to pay off my debt. I will definitely make a comeback with the remaining one hundred thousand! Sell the house. I will buy the house back for you after I turn over the capital!"

The middle-aged man urged eagerly.

Zhang Zheng remembered that Uncle Chen did indeed have a son, but he never went home. He was fooling around outside and did not have a formal job. He was just using the money from his old age to wander around.

Looking at the situation, he had owed gambling debts and online loans. He had nowhere to escape from debt, so he ran here to ask for money from his old father.

"The other houses in our family have already been sold to pay off your debt. Only this last house is left to collect rent. It's for me to retire. Are you still not willing to let it go!?"

Uncle Chen's voice carried a hint of sobbing. With such a son, all of his life's hard work had been ruined.

"Stop talking nonsense! When you die, won't you give me all these houses and money? What's the difference between giving them earlier and later! I'm warning you, I must get the money today!"

Zhang Zheng could not take it anymore.

When he was young, his family had met with misfortune. His father had passed away, and his mother had been in the hospital for many years with injuries all over her body. In the end, she had still left him.

Thus, for a very long period of his childhood, his greatest desire was his parents' company and love.

But Uncle Chen, this son, was simply a vermin. He drank Uncle Chen's blood bit by bit!

"This is too much!" Zhang Zheng returned after he left. He said sternly, "Your limbs are healthy, but you don't work to earn money. You don't support the elderly. Instead, you have to rely on your old father to support you. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Who are you? Do you need to care about our family's private matters?"

The middle-aged man was furious.

"Get lost! I didn't ask you for money, so there's no need for you to come out and meddle in my business!"

"You're the one who should get lost!" Zhang Zheng stood in front of Uncle Chen and took out his phone. "Leave this place immediately, or I'll call the police!"

"Report!"

The man was aggressive and looked like he was determined to get the money.

Bang!

A loud noise came from outside. The door was kicked open, and three rough men walked in.

Seeing these three people, uncle Chen's son immediately became listless and retreated in fear.

Slap!

The person who came slapped Uncle Chen's son's face, knocked him onto the ground, and gave him a fierce kick.

"Who are you? Why did you hit him?"

When Uncle Chen saw his son being hit, he subconsciously went forward to help him up.

"Why should I? He owes us money and refuses to pay us back!" Another man said, "You're his father? Alright, you pay for him, a total of one million! "

"One million?" Uncle Chen was shocked. He looked at his son with disappointment. "Why do you owe so much money again?"

"Don't cry. Return the money!" The person who slapped Uncle Chen's son stepped forward again and kicked Uncle Chen away. "Neither of you will be able to escape. If you don't return the money today, I will break your legs!"

Another man scolded, "Third Brother, don't always use your hands and feet when you make the wine. This old man is old. What if you kick him and cause trouble?"

"If you don't hit them, they won't remember! How many times has this kid hit them? He still doesn't want to return the money!"

Zhang Zheng originally didn't plan to intervene. Uncle Chen's son deserved to be taught a lesson. But since the other party hit Uncle Chen, he couldn't just stand idly by.

"Uncle Chen, get up first." Zhang Zheng helped him up, "Don't worry. No one can take away your house. Where else can I live? Leave it to me."

"You take care of it?" The debtor laughed. "Nowadays, there are really hot-headed people who are not afraid of trouble. Can you pay one million for them?"

Zhang Zheng remembered what Uncle Chen's son had said and asked the debtor, "He said he owed five hundred thousand just now. Why do you want one million?"

"Do you understand the interest?" The person who had beaten him up wanted to make a move again, but was stopped by his companion. "If you don't return the money today, it will become one and a half million tomorrow!"

Zhang Zheng nodded. "Alright, I understand."

"Money. I'll pay it back for him, I'll give you one million!" Zhang Zheng looked at the man in the lead and said, "But I have two conditions."

The man in the lead widened his eyes. "Go ahead."

"First, break his gambling hand!" Zhang Zheng pointed at Uncle Chen's son, then pointed at the person who kicked Uncle Chen. "Second, break his kicking leg!"