Several transfers came through to Chen Mo's phone in succession, totaling five million. Only then did he nod and turn to the next person.
"As someone from the Special Affairs Administration, does your conscience hurt after doing something like this?" Chen Mo asked the staff member who had lured him over.
"It hurts! It hurts a lot!" The staff member had no choice but to go along with Chen Mo. What else could he do? Whatever Chen Mo said went! Couldn't he see that several people, including Liu Jun, were all fucking sprawled on the ground, each one keeping silent with their heads lowered?
"Since your conscience hurts, it seems there's still hope for you. How do you think today's matter should be resolved?" Chen Mo asked.
"I... I really don't know. How do you think it should be resolved?" the staff member asked.
"What's your name?"
"Zhan Huixin!"
"Mm, good! So, Zhan Huixin, you saw it too. That fellow called A Meng drove my car over here and damaged a few places. After discussing it, he recognized his mistake and compensated me five million! What about you?" Chen Mo said.
What discussion? What recognition of his mistake? If you hadn't stabbed him with those acupuncture needles, would he have recognized any mistake? And if your fists weren't big enough, would you have been able to discuss things properly?
Zhan Huixin looked completely dumbfounded and could only say, "Um, how about one million?"
"Heh heh!" Chen Mo took out his bag of acupuncture needles, then pulled out a silver needle and gestured with it.
"Wait! Two million!" Zhan Huixin panicked and immediately doubled the amount!
But Chen Mo was still gesturing with the acupuncture needle, and Zhan Huixin suddenly felt like crying. What sin had he committed? Two million was