readytorunbook Chapter 618 I'm anxious!
Chapter 618 I'm anxious!
Cheng Hua stuck his head out and took a look at the so-called Supreme VIP model of black Jetta by Bian Zhenguo. He looked at it for a long time and saw nothing but the cracked headlights in front, which were foggy due to water seepage, and a big crack on the front windshield, which could break at any time.
And looking at the iron plate on top of the rusted tires, he really couldn't figure out how this car could be so supreme and VIP.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense with you!"
"Don't brag here. I'll give you another 10,000 yuan. Move your car out of my way. I have something to do right now. I'm in a hurry to do a big deal!"
"This is a business worth hundreds of millions of dollars, get out of the way immediately!"
Cheng Hua threw out another ten thousand yuan and threw it on the ground together with the original ten thousand yuan.
He thought that Bian Zhenguo was satisfied now. After all, 20,000 yuan was enough to buy that broken Jetta. But before he could release the brake, Bian Zhenguo grabbed him again and threw the money back.
"What's the big deal about a few filthy bucks, you bastard?"
"Do you think I need these pieces of waste paper from you?"
"I'm telling you, in Jiangcheng, you can be poor, but you can't lose face!"
"A tree lives by its bark, a man lives by his face. You threw the money on the ground, and you hit me in the face once. Now you dare to throw it a second time. Have you never been beaten before?"
"Get out of the car!"
Bian Zhenguo kicked his Ferrari, and Cheng Hua had to turn off the engine and get out of the car.
He looked at Bian Zhenguo with a frown on his face. "Tell me how much money you want. I'll tell you, since you've delayed my business, I'll make you and your junky car disappear from Jiangcheng!"
Bian Zhenguo spat on the ground.
"Don't brag to me, look at you, you just rent a car and show off!"
"Do you really think I've never seen a good car?"
"I'm telling you, you hit me, this is your responsibility, now, call the police immediately!"
Cheng Hua was almost speechless. He saw that the bidding was about to begin and the bid documents were still in his car. Why should he call the police? He was less than two intersections away from Ronghua Group. If he called the police, after waiting for the damage to be assessed and going through so much trouble, it would be too late.
"I'm fully responsible. Can I take full responsibility?"
"How much is your car? I'll buy it and you can sell it to me, okay?"
"I won't talk nonsense with you, just name a price, just name your price!"
Bian Zhenguo shook his head: "No, this is not about money, this is about face. You better hurry up and call the police. We will stay here and wait for the police to come. After they determine the responsibility, it is your responsibility and you call the insurance company and you pay me. It is my responsibility and I will call the insurance company and I will pay you!"
Cheng Hua was almost amused by the anger.
"Don't you know how much my car costs?"
"My car, let me tell you, costs over four million!"
"If you hit this part, there is no way to repair it in China. You have to pull the car back, repair it, and then bring it back. Do you know how much it will cost?"
"At least 700,000 or 800,000!"
"Can you afford to pay?"
Bian Zhenguo patted his chest and said, "We Jiangcheng men want to save face. Don't talk to me about money. It's only 700,000 or 800,000 yuan. It's really my responsibility. I will sell everything I have, demolish the house and sell the land, and I will compensate you!"
"But listen carefully, it's not my fault if you fuck me, you have to pay me whatever you owe me!"
"Don't mention 10,000, 20,000, or 30,000 or 50,000. I don't need your money. All I want is your face!"
Cheng Hua looked at Bian Zhenguo. He opened his mouth, but was now too angry to speak. What a bullshit face! What a liar! He was going to sell everything he had and even demolish the house and sell the land!
Isn't this guy a psychopath?
"Okay, okay, okay, call the police, call the police!"
Bian Zhenguo touched the bumper of the black Jetta that had been knocked off: "This car has been here for many years, how could you have damaged it like this?"
"I was planning to pass this car on to my son and have him leave it to my grandson. But after you crashed it, three generations of us are left without a car. You've really committed a sin!"
"Just because you drive a luxury car, you can ignore traffic rules and run amok?"
"Look at what happened to my car. Ouch, my heart aches!"
Bian Zhenguo touched the car and almost cried.
Cheng Hua had already called the traffic police: "Hello, I was in a car accident, can you please come over, yes, yes, at Jiangcheng Street and Linyi Road, can you please hurry up, I have something else to do here!"
Cheng Hua hung up the phone, got back into the car, and began a long wait. He looked at the time. There were less than thirty minutes left before the bidding meeting started. Logically, he should have submitted the bid by now.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the traffic police finally came over on a motorcycle.
"Who can call the police?"
The traffic police looked at the Ferrari in the middle of the road and the black Jetta next to it.
Cheng Hua quickly got out of the car and raised his hand: "I called the police. Please take a look right away and find out who is responsible. I was driving straight after the light turned green, and he suddenly jumped out and hit me!"
"I asked him to compensate him, but he refused!"
"Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"
The traffic policeman looked at Cheng Hua, then at Bian Zhenguo standing beside him. He took a breath and touched Cheng Hua's Ferrari.
"Hey, Ferrari, this thing is quite expensive, right?"
Cheng Hua didn't say anything at all. He was now hoping that the traffic police would resolve the problem immediately so that he could participate in the bidding for Ronghua Group.
The traffic policeman glanced at Bian Zhenguo again and asked: "Did your Jetta hit someone?"
"You crashed such an expensive car, aren't you scared?"
Bian Zhenguo patted his chest and said, "Men in Jiangcheng can be poor, but they can't lose their dignity. What's the point of being afraid? The worst that can happen is that I'll be in jail for ten years. When I come out, I'll still be a hero!"
"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the hairstyle can't be messed up, and the leather shoes can't be left without oil!"
"I'm telling you, a few years ago, in our cargo yard, I faced a dozen debt collectors alone. I silenced them. They told me that they had never seen a man as brave as me. Then, they immediately reduced the amount of money they gave me to a small amount!"
The traffic police nodded and asked thoughtfully: "Then what?"
Bian Zhenguo patted his chest and said, "And I lived up to everyone's expectations. I worked for five years, paid back the money, and bought this black Jetta. I was planning to drive the third generation of this car, but this one is only the first generation!"
"I was driving my car just fine, but he hit me. He wanted to give me 10,000 yuan, but I shouldn't have taken the money, but he shouldn't have thrown it on the ground either. I gave him the money back!"
"But he actually threw another 20,000 yuan on the ground. How can I be happy with that?"
"The most important thing in my life is face. If anyone doesn't give me face, I won't give face to anyone else!"
The traffic police listened with great interest and nodded from time to time.
Cheng Hua, who was standing next to him, grabbed him.
"What are you nodding for?"
"I said, can you please do something serious?"
"There was a car accident and the traffic is stuck!"
"I'm in a hurry, don't you understand?"