Chapter 882

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Yes! Of course! Anyway, no matter what, we absolutely cannot let that murderer get off cheap!"

Yan Aifen said this.

Zhang Shaoping asked:

"Then how much compensation do you hope to get from my client?"

Yan Aifen was speechless for a moment.

She didn't know how much to ask for.

Because she didn't know Zhang Zhiqiang's family situation.

Afraid that if she asked for too much, the other party couldn't pay it out.

If she asked for too little, she would feel shortchanged.

So she looked at her husband:

"What do you say?"

Meng Yang still had a gloomy face; he pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"I only have this one son; at the very least, it has to be one million!"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"Then I'm afraid you can only go kill my client; he can't come up with that much money."

Meng Yang said coldly:

"If he can't pay, would his dad be unable to pay? At the hospital, I saw his dad driving a BMW!"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"Maybe his dad could have paid before, but now he definitely can't. I just told you, his wife passed away not long ago, his dad got lung cancer; these two things alone have already cost his family a lot of money. Plus he's currently hospitalized, and the daily medical expenses are no small sum."

Meng Yang said impatiently:

"Then just say it straight — how much is he willing to pay?!"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"300,000."

Meng Yang immediately got angry:

"The son I raised for 20 years is actually only worth 300,000? Aren't you bullying an honest person!"

Zhang Shaoping hurriedly said:

"Mr. Meng, don't get excited. I'm not bullying an honest person; it's that my client's family situation is terrible. Right now, even if they smash the pot and sell the iron, they can only pay you this much. Of course, you can disagree, you can even go kill my client — he has no objection to that either. Anyway, he hasn't wanted to live for a long time."

Meng Yang was so angry his face turned green.

But he also knew that Zhang Zhiqiang was now seriously injured and bedridden. If Zhang Zhiqiang really went all out in desperation, even refusing to pay a single cent, he probably couldn't do anything about Zhang Zhiqiang!

Could it be he really had to go kill Zhang Zhiqiang?

But the man already wholeheartedly sought death; if you went and killed him, he might even thank you!

"300,000 is too little; it absolutely won't do!"

Meng Yang finally said this sentence dejectedly.

But Zhang Shaoping said:

"This is already the highest figure my client can offer at this stage. How about this: you think it over carefully, and contact me when you've decided. But don't take too long — best to decide within three days. My client only has this much money at home, and he's currently in the hospital receiving treatment. Every day costs at least several thousand yuan. That means his family's money is decreasing day by day. If you drag it out too long, maybe later they won't even be able to come up with 300,000."

Zhang Shaoping turned around and left.

Next, it was up to Meng Yang and Yan Aifen, the couple, to consider it themselves.

He knew doing this was very cruel — a living life worth only 300,000 was indeed very cheap.

But since some things have already happened, agonizing over the true price of life no longer has any meaning.

What Zhang Shaoping had to do was try his best to help the employer who had paid him, not to sympathize with the other side.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

Meng Yang called Zhang Shaoping, saying settlement was impossible below 500,000.

Zhang Shaoping still said the same thing: maximum 300,000; 300,000 was the bottom line.

Another day passed; Yan Aifen called, saying they could concede — 450,000 would do, but they had to add one condition: Zhang Zhiqiang must personally come over and apologize to them, the couple.

Zhang Shaoping's reply was: maximum compensation only 300,000; apologizing and admitting fault was completely no problem.

Another day passed; Meng Yang called again.

This time, Zhang Shaoping didn't let Meng Yang speak first; he spoke first himself.

"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry to have to tell you some not-so-good news. Right now, my client can't even come up with 300,000; at most, they can probably only pay you 250,000 in compensation."

Hearing this, Meng Yang was directly dejected.

Originally, he called Zhang Shaoping to say the lowest they could accept was 400,000 in compensation; any lower was out of the question.

He never expected that before he could even open his mouth, the other side seized the initiative and directly dropped it to 250,000.

"Wasn't it agreed on 300,000? How come now you're only willing to give 250,000? What do you people mean!"

Meng Yang angrily questioned.

Zhang Shaoping said:

"Yesterday my client had a bit of a problem and entered the ICU. One night cost several tens of thousands. They really have no money left, so the most they can give you is 250,000. I know you definitely find this fact hard to accept. How about this: let's go through the litigation process, okay? No more mediation. Let the court decide. At that time, my client — if he should sit in prison, he'll sit in prison; however much he should pay, he'll pay."

Meng Yang immediately became unwilling upon hearing this.

"Going through litigation, that would take at least several months before a first-instance judgment comes down; right now his medical treatment is costing money like flowing water, will his family still be able to come up with money by then?"

Zhang Shaoping said:

"They probably won't be able to come up with much money by then; no matter, you can apply for compulsory enforcement then, however much is left in his family, compulsory enforcement will recover it, and that much will be compensated to you."

Meng Yang, fuming:

"Just afraid his family won't have a single cent left by then! If it's truly like that, what use is compulsory enforcement?"

Zhang Shaoping sighed:

"Then what do you say we do?"

Meng Yang said:

"350,000, pay now! I'll immediately give the letter of understanding!"

Zhang Shaoping didn't agree immediately, but said:

"I need to go communicate with my client about this, I'll give you a reply later."

Zhang Shaoping hung up the phone, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.

This guy, he really understands psychological tactics.

Can only say, a professional lawyer is just different.

Meng Yang and Yan Aifen, this pair of pitiful middle-aged couple, were almost played around in circles by him!

Actually Zhang Zhongtian's maximum acceptable compensation amount was 500,000.

Although he didn't have much cash on hand, he still had a house in the county town; at current house prices, that house was worth at least several hundred thousand.

That New Era Restaurant in town, if transferred, could also fetch ten to twenty thousand.

Plus a BMW under his name, selling it could also liquidate ten to twenty thousand.

So 500,000 compensation was the upper limit he could accept.

The reason Zhang Shaoping spared no effort helping him suppress the price was, one, because of Zhang Shaoping's professional ethics, and two, because as the middleman, he could eat a portion of the middle difference.

He told Zhang Zhongtian, only needed Zhang Zhongtian to put up 400,000, this matter could be settled, but this 400,000 had to go through Zhang Shaoping's hands, and how this 400,000 was spent, Zhang Zhongtian was not allowed to ask.

Now Meng Yang only needs 350,000 to give the letter of understanding, doesn't that mean Zhang Shaoping can at least earn 50,000 difference from the middle?

This already lets him profit guaranteed without loss, so that's why the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a complacent smile.

However, Zhang Shaoping wasn't satisfied with just earning this mere fifty thousand.

Next, he would carry out a series of operations.