Aunt Lin went to open the door, and saw three people standing outside the door, two middle-aged men and women, a young man.
When Aunt Lin saw these three people, she immediately had some doubts: "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"To whom? Is this Lin Jianyan's home? " The young man asked coldly.
The young man was dressed in fashion cards, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his face was full of arrogance.
Aunt Lin nodded: "yes, what can I do for you?"
"Since it's Lin Jianyan's home, get out of my way." When the young man finished, he had to break through.
Although aunt Lin's main job is to take care of the baby, she is a servant in the family. Naturally, she needs to avoid outsiders coming in at will.
Aunt Lin stretched out her hand and stood in front of the young man: "Hey, don't break in at will."
"Get out of here!"
The young man raised his hand and slapped aunt Lin.
Fortunately, Ye Yu arrived in time and grasped the young man's wrist, which did not hurt aunt Lin.
"Aunt Lin, you go to take care of the baby first. Let me deal with the things here."
Ye Yu said to Aunt Lin.
Aunt Lin nodded.
When the young man saw Ye Yu, he immediately recognized his identity: "you are Lin Jianyan's husband, aren't you? I know you. Who keeps your face on TV? "
Ye Yu glanced at each other and ignored.
Lin Jianyan, who followed Ye Yu, looked at the young man suspiciously and asked, "who are you?"
Lin Jianyan felt familiar to each other, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
The young man sneered: "Mr. Lin, you are really forgetful. My sister Tang Jiajia died in an accident driving for you, but you don't even know that I am her brother Tang Jiale. Have you ever cared about my sister's safety?"
"Ah." Lin Jianyan responded and exclaimed, "you are Tang Jiajia's younger brother. No wonder I think you look so familiar."
"Yes, so can I go in?" Tang Jiale raised his head and stared at Ye Yu.
Ye Yu did not say anything.
Lin Jianyan nodded: "come in."
Under the leadership of Lin Jianyan, all three members of the Tang family came to the living room.
Lin Jianyan looked at the two middle-aged men and women, hesitated a little, and finally asked: "these two are..."
"This is my father Tang Bowen, and this is my mother Yang Xiaohong." Tang Jiale introduced his parents directly.
Lin Jianyan nodded again and again: "good for you two."
Tang Jiale waved his hand: "well, well, there's no need to say this kind of polite words. I'll be more direct."
Tang Jiale took a deep breath and continued: "how do you plan to compensate for my sister's death?"
"Compensation?" Lin simply said: "the insurance company's compensation is estimated to have to wait for some time. After all, it's the insurance company that goes through the process. It's not so fast."
Tang Jiale sneered: "the insurance company's compensation is the insurance company's business. On the contrary, it's you. Aren't you going to compensate me? "
Lin Jianyan heard Tang Jiale say so, suddenly realized and nodded: "yes, I should also give you some compensation."
Lin Jianyan sighed and said helplessly: "no one thought that this kind of thing would happen. Although your sister only worked in our Shanshui group for the first time."
"However, as long as we work for one day, we are the employees of Shanshui group."
"If an employee has an accident on his way to work, he should be compensated."
"Uncle Tang, how much do you think should be compensated?"
With that, Lin Jianyan looks at Tang Bowen, Tang Jiale's father.
Tang Bowen said slowly: "not much, not much, just a million."
"Good!" Lin Jianyan nodded.
In Lin Jianyan's opinion, although he didn't know what happened, Tang Jiajia died on the dock driving the company's car.
Anyway, Tang Jiajia's death has something to do with the company.
Besides, it's not too much to compensate one million for one person's life.
When Tang Bowen and Tang Jiale hear Lin Jianyan's straightforward promise, they have no happy expression on their faces.
At this moment, there is only one idea in their hearts.
Is it because you want less?
Tang Bowen winked at Tang Jiale.
Tang Jiale nodded slightly to show his understanding.
Tang Jiale took a deep breath and said slowly, "cough, it's like this. My dad was wrong
"Not a million, but ten million."
Lin simply said: "ten million?"
Before Lin Jianyan could speak, Ye Yu sneered.
"Ten million? Do you really want to talk? "
In other words, the three members of the Tang family are just like cats that have been trampled on their tails and directly blow up their hair.
Yang Xiaohong was the first to speak: "what do you mean? Our daughter, a good young lady, died just because she helped you drive
"Don't you think you have any responsibility?"
"Ten million is just a drop in the bucket for your Shanshui group. Don't you give it to me? "
Ye Yu smile, slowly said: "do not give."
Yang Xiaohong immediately exclaimed: "do you have any conscience?"
At this time, Tang Jiale next to him had secretly taken out his mobile phone, pointed the camera at Ye Yu and started shooting.
Ye Yu didn't pay attention to Tang Jiale's little action, but said faintly: "I have no conscience, it's not your turn to tell me what to do."
"But, I can tell you very clearly, don't say it's 10 million, even if it's a dollar or a dime, I won't give it to you."
Lin Jianyan was stunned when he heard what ye Yu said.
In Lin Jianyan's impression, Ye Yu is very mild tempered and seldom quarrels with others.
What's going on today?
Yang Xiaohong stares at Ye Yu: "are you serious? You really don't give me a cent? "
"Yes, I won't give you a cent." Ye Yu nodded.
"What about your conscience? Is your conscience eaten by the dog? " Yang Xiaohong began to cry bitterly: "my daughter worked hard for your group, but you didn't even have any money to compensate."
"Wuwuwuwuwu, this is the unscrupulous capitalist."
Yang Xiaohong said as she reached out to scratch Ye Yu.
Ye Yu dodged Yang Xiaohong's scratch and said, "please go out, or I'll call security."
Seeing this situation, Tang Bowen knew that he and others could not benefit from staying here. On the contrary, he had to suffer losses.
Tang Bowen looks at his son.
Tang Jiale nodded slightly, indicating that the content material he needed was ready.