At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 223 Compensation
"It's nothing, this is your compensation."

Zhang Xizheng smiled and waved his hands: "After all, your life has become difficult, and I, the boss, can't get rid of it."

What he said made several other people show slightly shocked expressions, and even Chen Feng looked at each other with some doubts.

Could it be that he misunderstood, in fact this Zhang Xi is a good person?
Lao Song also looked at Zhang Xizheng blankly, and after he realized it, he waved his hands quickly, his old face flushed with embarrassment:

"Boss Zhang, how could you say that! No, I can't take this money!"

"Really not?"

Zhang Xizheng asked with a smile as if he expected that Lao Song would decline.

Lao Song stared at the money on the table carefully, then shook his head vigorously as if he was afraid that he would feel distressed:

"No! I'll just take what I have to take!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Xizheng nodded in satisfaction, took out four bundles from it, carefully divided 700 yuan, picked up the few dollars that Lao Song had just put on the table, and then took out the money from the drawer. a contract:
"Now that it's decided, sign it to prove that I've paid you my salary!"

"It should be!" Lao Song signed his name on the last page without even reading it.

After signing, he handed the contract to Zhang Xizheng. He laughed foolishly, and turned his head to urge Chen Feng:
"Brother Chen, what are you waiting for, hurry up and let Boss Zhang give you the money!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, wanting to take away his salary, but Zhang Xizheng's hand was much faster than his. He stretched out his hand and held down more than 5 yuan, and looked at Lao Song with a smile on his face.

"No, Boss Zhang, what do you mean?" Lao Song was at a loss.

"What are you in a hurry for? Have I finished the matter?" Zhang Xizheng's face was dissatisfied, and he pushed the money towards him, and then he said with a smile:
"Now that your salary is over, let's talk about mine."

Old Song was even more confused, and Song Jiaying also looked at Zhang Xizheng suspiciously.

"Boss Zhang, what can I do with you?" Lao Song asked blankly.

Chen Feng adjusted his sitting posture, showing an expression of interest.

Zhang Xizheng sat up straight, and looked at Lao Song playfully:

"Did you forget that just now at the entrance of the company, you slandered our Xizheng Real Estate for not paying wages?"

After he finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he slapped the table hard:
"I have already paid you your salary, so how do you plan to compensate for our company's reputation?"

"No... I didn't say anything!"

Lao Song's eyes were flustered, and the words written all over his face were incomprehensible:

"I didn't slander you either! It's true that I wasn't paid!"

"Then did I give it to you now?" Zhang Xizheng raised the contract in Yang's hand, and said with a sneer on his face: "Call the police or chat privately? Choose yourself!"

Lao Song's face was still flustered, while Song Jiaying's face was angry:
"Boss Zhang, how can you do this? You are playing a rascal!"

Except for Lao Song who couldn't see it with his solid eyes, everyone else understood that this was just a trick deliberately set by Zhang Xizheng.

Zhang Xizheng curled his lips, and said disapprovingly: "Little sister, you not only slandered our company, but also me! Do you know the consequences?"

"You!" Song Jiaying was also a little flustered. Although she had read a lot of news on the Internet before coming here, she was just a girl who just entered college.

How could it be possible to defeat Zhang Xizheng, an old fritter who has worked hard in society for several years.

"If you can't choose, then I will help you choose. How about we call the police?"

Zhang Xizheng returned to his previous amiable expression, and took out his phone with a smile.

Lao Song is in a hurry now. Although he doesn't know how the crime of slander will be punished, as long as he has something to do with the police, it will definitely not be a good result.

"Boss Zhang, Boss Zhang, don't worry, just tell me, what do you mean!?"

"I'm a good talker, just lose money." Zhang Xizheng smiled.

"Why are you like this!" Song Jiaying was in a hurry, these tens of thousands of dollars were earned by Lao Song for three months!
Zhang Xizheng wants to go back with a few casual words?
"Then let's call the police?" Zhang Xi was staring at her, and said with a half-smile.

Old Song was panting all the time, reaching out his hand to stop Song Jiaying who was about to get angry, and nodded to Zhang Xizheng with a complacent smile:
"Boss Zhang, how much do you want me to pay?"

Zhang Xizheng sneered, facing Song Jiaying's angry face, he raised his eyebrows provocatively, reached out and took out the dozens of dollars that Lao Song gave him just now, and threw it on the table:

"I'm a very talkative person. This is my money from you. You can forget about your slander on our company."

Lao Song stared blankly at the dozens of dollars on the table, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

His chest heaved violently, but he still nodded with a forced smile:

"Boss Zhang...can you leave me [-] yuan? My child's tuition...is only [-] yuan short."

(End of this chapter)