Chapter 334: Yi Zhonghai gets his salary, comes to collect a debt, Jia Zhangshi extorts

Yi Zhonghai sends the Jia Zhangshi mother and son to the hospital.

The examination results make Yi Zhonghai furious.

Jia Zhangshi mother and son have diarrhea, not because they were poisoned; they weren't poisoned at all, it's just that they ate too much meat suddenly, and their stomachs couldn't handle it.

After emergency treatment by the doctor, the two stop having diarrhea quickly.

They have to stay in the hospital for observation for one night.

Yi Zhonghai goes straight home.

The next day at work, Yi Zhonghai helps Jia Dongxu ask for a day off.

Sihe Academy.

Evening time to get off work.

When Liu Haizhong returns, he buys a fish.

Quite a few families bought some good things to eat.

"I remember, today is the day the Rolling Mill pays wages."

"No wonder many people are improving their lives; it turns out it's payday. Yi Zhonghai got his salary too, right?"

"Shouldn't he pay back part of the money he owes me?"

A cold light flashes in Wan Ping'an's eyes.

Yi Zhonghai almost went to jail and agreed to compensate him three thousand yuan, but in the end, he only scraped together one thousand yuan, and the remaining money was agreed to be paid off in installments.

"Time to collect the debt!"

Wan Ping'an goes out and heads straight for Yi Zhonghai's house.

"Ping'an, are you going to find the First Elder?"

Yan Fugui just came out of Liu Haizhong's house and sees Wan Ping'an almost at Yi Zhonghai's door.

"Time to collect the debt!"

Wan Ping'an doesn't hide it at all.

"Collect the debt?"

Yan Fugui reacts.

When Yi Zhonghai and Wan Ping'an signed the agreement, he and Liu Haizhong were witnesses.

According to the agreement, every month when Yi Zhonghai gets his salary, he can only keep ten yuan for living expenses, and the rest, no matter how much it is, must be returned to Wan Ping'an.

"Ping'an, you aren't really only going to give Yi Zhonghai ten yuan, are you?"

Yan Fugui is a bit excited.

"According to the agreement!"

Wan Ping'an knocks on the door.

Yi Zhonghai just returned home and just got his salary, and he is a bit unhappy.

He was originally a level-six worker, but was punished to be paid as a level-four worker.

A level-four worker only gets fifty-one yuan a month, plus various subsidies, totaling fifty-five yuan.

"When will I be able to return to level six?"

"No, with my current level, taking the level-seven test is about right. In two more years, perhaps I can pass the level-eight test."

Yi Zhonghai looks forward to the future.