Night falls.

Chongshi, which was a bustling day, returned to the dim lights.

In an ancient teahouse, Wu Bei finally met Yan Ming.

"Godfather, how did you ask me about the matter?"

Wu Bei respectfully filled the teacup for the two of them.

"It's hard to deal with. Causing an accident while drunk is already a big deal. Now it may even be manslaughtered."

Yan Ming grabbed the teacup with a reserved attitude, took a few sips, and replied in a deep voice.

"Isn't it just an ordinary traffic accident? Why did you even get involved in manslaughter?"

Wu Bei frowned and murmured.

"Did Wang Shun tell you that the other party died on the spot?"

Yan Ming immediately asked back.

"Tell me! But that's just a traffic accident. No one knows that the other party's life is so fragile and he will die as soon as he touches it."

Wu Bei said hurriedly.

"Have Wang Shun told you that the day before the incident, the deceased had a few quarrels with them? This is the motive, do you understand? Traffic accidents and manslaughter are completely different things!"

Yan Ming's tone suddenly became stronger.

"It's impossible. Shunzi and the others have been staying with several manufacturers over the past few days. I have never heard of quarrel with anyone."

Wu Bei was stunned on the spot, not even noticed that Yan Ming's teacup was empty.

"Facts are better than words. The other party has witnesses who see them with their own eyes and are willing to testify."

Yan Ming filled the teacup with his own heart and said slowly.

"this.."

Wu Bei was speechless for a moment.

The so-called "quarrels" are difficult to define. They may just be swearing, or they may be passing by and staring at each other a few times. There is no obvious dividing line in this thing.

"Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party's family wants to extort more money, but this matter is already sentenced to prison. My friends on the other side implied me very obscurely that the deceased also had connections and connections. There were two or three powerful bigwigs involved in them."

Yan Ming continued.

"That godfather, before delaying, I should...."

Wu Bei touched the bridge of his nose in a worried state. Although there were not many things to do, this was his first encounter with him.

"Prepare money, the death means compensation. No matter how legal procedures are carried out, you must first get the letter of understanding from the family of the deceased. If there is a letter of understanding, you can at least be sentenced to abdication."

Yan Ming's finger joints gently tapped the table, making a rhythmic "dial" sound.

"I understand my godfather, I will set off for Jincheng immediately. You are troubled and will introduce your friend to me. After all, I am away."

Wu Bei took two deep breaths and said in a loud voice.

"At present, there is no need to contact my friend. Even if this matter is done, it will take some time. You can think about the party of the deceased. I heard from my friend that the accident happened very accidental. A few days ago, the deceased was borrowing money everywhere to solve the compensation problem for his son who had the accident. However, on the day he died, the family who was beaten and injured by his son withdrew the lawsuit."

Yan Mingyu spoke earnestly again.

"ah?"

Wu Bei opened his mouth wide in shock.

Yan Ming's meaning is very clear. The party who withdraws the lawsuit will definitely give up only after receiving the ideal compensation. Will this matter be related to the accident of the deceased?

"Well, pulling the cocoon and peeling the thread is not a skill, it shows ability through simplification."

Yan Ming smiled slightly.

"I understand my godfather."

Wu Bei stood up gratefully.

"I haven't had time to congratulate you yet. Starting this year, all holiday benefits in Quanchong City are provided by Hu Xiao Company. This is a piece of fat. Your kid has excellent vision and ideas. He actually knows how to exchange goods for goods and exchange for real money and silver for parking lots that cannot create any value. He is a talent!"

Yan Ming put down the teacup and smiled and raised his thumbs up.

"The main thing is that my godfather teaches me well. If you don't mention it, I have always wanted to discuss it with you. After all, my son is still very experienced and the size here is easy to control. I plan to let Sister Qiuqiu serve as the administrative director of our newly established grain and oil company. The dividends will be given by 2%. Do you think it is appropriate?"

Wu Bei's mind moved and thought to himself that the old guy was looking for benefits clearly, and said hurriedly.

"Qiuqiu is good, and she knows how to communicate and is popular. But is the bonus of 3% a little too high? I'm worried that it will be difficult to convince everyone."

Yan Ming was silent for a few seconds, slowly raised his head and smiled slowly.

"How could it be? I think 3% of it is an insult to Sister Qiuqiu. I originally planned to give 4% of it."

Wu Bei was stunned for a moment, bit his mouth tightly and nodded in response.

The old guy is worthy of being an old fox who has been immersed in this art for many years. He is obviously short of asking for a price increase, but he is so proud that this shamelessness and unscrupulous heart alone is enough for Wu Bei to study for several years.

"Hahaha, good son, my godfather really didn't love you in vain. So let's follow what you said. If you have any questions, let's contact me again. After arriving in Jincheng, I will ask my friend to welcome you, but be polite and don't make people think that we don't have any tutors. After all, you represent me!"

Yan Ming immediately let go and made a decision.

"Godfather, what local specialties should I bring in when I was in the past?"

Wu Bei asked a tentative question.

"As for people, there are a few people who don't like yellow and white things, pay attention to the number of times and scales."

Yan Ming smiled very politely.

"I understand."

Wu Bei's little chicken pecked at rice and bit his head.

"Oh, you haven't had a fuss with Gao Hongyu's son recently, are you? Although that kid is a bastard, after all, he has a good father behind him. It's a step behind him. He can't make a big wave anyway."

Yan Ming said another sentence like a chat.

"clear."

Wu Bei responded with a hunched back.

Although I didn't even use that second-hand playboy as a dish, Wu Bei knew better than anyone else that he would never be arrogant when he shouldn't be arrogant, especially in front of his cheap godfather, he would only suffer less losses by clamping his tail...
Chapter completed!