My Binocular Mutation: The Digitization Of Everything!

Ye Jun spoke at the right time to keep the scene from embarrassing.

"Yes, yes, I will do business first."

Zhang Long's full-faced Hengrou smiled kindly.

"Brother Zhao, take a look at these documents, and you can put them away if there is no problem."

Zhang Long passed the document bag with both hands, and Zhao Ting took the document bag in one hand.

Opened and read carefully one by one, it was the original loan contract and his father's signature. Zhao Ting turned very slowly, looking carefully one by one, and it was very slow to read a few pages with signatures.

Turning to see, at the end, hot tears hit the contract, after all, he didn't control his emotions.

These contracts were the culprit that led to his father's death, but the family had been smashed, and what his father could leave behind seemed to be the contract that took his life away.

"This... this... Brother Zhao, you can keep it after reading it. The debt relationship between your father and son and our company ends here."

Zhao Ting didn't listen to this person, he held the contract tightly, wanting to leave something in general.

Zhang Long didn't talk too much beside him, holding back his temper and waiting here.

"Old Zhao, put it away if there is no problem. People can't come back to life after death, so please respect your auntie well in the future."

Ye Jun comforted Zhao Ting. Zhao Ting eased his emotions and carefully packed the files into the folder.

"Brother Zhao, there is one more thing."

Zhang Long rubbed his hands and said with some pain.

"What else? I checked the accounts just now. We don't owe you any more."

Zhao Ting said impatiently, he didn't want to talk to this person too much.

"No, you are misunderstood. Because of the loss our company caused to you, we researched and decided to give you a certain amount of compensation."

"compensate?"

This is too outrageous. I have never heard of a loan shark that wants to compensate people.

Several people looked at Zhang Long with weird expressions.

But Zhang Long looked at Ye Jun helplessly, and everyone's glances suddenly turned to Ye Jun.

Ye Jun smiled helplessly: "Hurry up and do your business."

"Cough, cough" Zhang Long cleared his throat, took out a check from his bag, and handed it to Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting accepted the check in doubt, his eyes and mouth became round when he saw the numbers on it.

2 million!

Although it was a number written in Chinese, Zhao Ting recognized the number at a glance.

"This is our company's compensation to you. I solemnly apologize to our company for the trouble it has caused you. I hope you can forgive me."

The image of Zhang Long said such polite remarks, and it was weird that people couldn't tell. He said this while looking at Ye Jun.

"Okay, you go. I promised you, I will do it."

Ye Jun said lightly.

Zhang Long was amnesty and said goodbye.

Here, Ma Keji also looked at the check curiously, and saw the amount on it, and they couldn't keep their mouths together.

Two million are all earned by their hard work, and two million can be obtained in one fell swoop. Who can suppress it and be shocked.

"Lao Ye, you did this, right."

Holding the check, Zhao Ting said in a daze, even though he used to have money in his family, the figure of 2 million was still a big number when his family was rich, not to mention that he is now poor and in vain.

"Just keep it. This is what you deserve. This company has harmed you for so long, so you should pay a price."

Ye Jun said in a deep voice, he originally wanted to take the opportunity to give Zhao Ting a little bit more, but he didn't make a ruthless attempt to estimate the situation of Zhang Long.

"I won't ask for this money alone. Without everyone, I might not be here today. Let us share it."

Zhao Ting thought for a while and made a decision.

"I don't want it, you keep this money."

"What points, you deserve it, brothers should help you."

"Yes, you have to go back to settle your mother, find a job, it's all money. You keep it."

Ma Keji waved their hands one after another, resolutely not accepting.

Zhao Ting looked at Ye Jun helplessly: "This old Ye, this money..."

With a smirk on Ye Jun's face, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't tell you that Tiancang, I'm driving Bugatti now."

Zhao Ting suddenly fumbled. He understood that this was Ye Jun's joking statement and wanted him to keep the money.

"Well, I know that Brother Ye is rich and has become a local tyrant."

"Ye Tuhao, don't you ask us to have a big meal?"

"That's it, I'm not forgetting the riches and wealth that I said back then."

The crowd followed Ye Jun's words and stopped mentioning Zhao Ting's move to divide the money, and shouted to Ye Jun for a treat.

"Okay, please!"

Ye Jun raised his hands in a surrender posture, with a smile on his face.

After a glance, it was almost time for dinner.

"Lao Zhao, does your injury matter? If we don't allow us to order takeaway."

Ye Jun asked with concern.

"Thanks to your kick yesterday, otherwise I might really not get out of bed."

Zhao Ting got up from the hospital bed with shoes on, and walked two steps without any serious problems.

"Let's go, I also want to go out and get some wind, and see what upscale place Ye Tuhao takes us to eat today."

"Well then, let's go!"

Ye Jun led everyone to the garage. Yesterday, Bugatti called a professional car maintenance shop. Yesterday’s bloodstains are no longer visible today. The car is filled with the smell of cologne.

"Tsk tusk, I didn't see this car yesterday, it's so handsome! This silhouette, this line."

"I didn't expect to be able to ride this kind of car in my lifetime!"

"What kind of leather is this seat? The texture is too high-end."

"I vomited blood here yesterday? Oh my god, that check is not old enough to repair the car, right?"

Looking at the gangsters of jerk-off friends, Ye Jun smiled helplessly: "Come on, how long does it take for a car to blow."

Everyone rolled their eyes at the same time.

Ye Jun ignored these people's madness, and was about to sit in the driver's seat, and found several scorching eyes staring at the keys in his hand.

Knowing now, he took the key and asked tentatively: "Or? Who will open it?"

"Let me try, Brother Ye!"

"Lao Ye, I'll try it too!"

For everyone, I will finish this not long journey.

Finally arrived at the hotel.

When Zhao Ting got out of the car, his eyes were still nostalgic for the unique steering wheel in the driver's seat. Today, because of this injury, he didn't drive the sports car, and he was quite depressed.

"Old Ye!"

Zhao Ting put his hand on Ye Jun's shoulder cautiously, afraid of pain!

"Um?"

Ye Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at him!

"This car, another day..."

Zhao Ting said shyly, a little embarrassed.

"Yes, I will lend you another day for a ride."

Ye Jun agreed with one gulp, nothing more than a trivial matter.

"Lao Ye, I love you so much. Ouch..."

Zhao Ting cheered and wanted to hug Ye Jun, but his body obviously did not support what he did. Instead, he touched the wound and exhaled in pain.

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