"House arrest? You misunderstand, Young Master Zhang. I, Chen Fang, don't have that leisure. Didn't I just say, repaying debts is justified? If these two accounts aren't settled, someone like you who cares about reputation wouldn't feel comfortable leaving, right?"
Chen Fang's words sounded relaxed.
But the intended meaning was already clear.
If Zhang Qulin didn't give an explanation today, he certainly wouldn't be able to leave.
The situation had come to this.
Zhang Qulin could only lower his stance.
He thought for a moment.
And said, "Alright, I'll cover the medical expenses for Huang Zhiyao and Chen Zhenyi, and additionally, I'll compensate each of them with a hundred thousand yuan. Is that okay now?"
"Haha, does Young Master Zhang not understand what we're saying? We can pay for the medical expenses ourselves, and as for compensation, we're not interested."
"Then what do you want, just tell me?"
Zhang Qulin was also anxious.
He blurted out.
