Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 77 Losing Money? No Way!

Su Jingtong chimed in smugly, "Jiang Yang, as long as you admit your mistake, I'll take pity on you and plead with Boss Fang on your behalf."

Jiang Yang scoffed: "You broke the vase, so you're responsible for it. I won't pay a single penny."

Fang Zhenjun flew into a rage: "Fine, you've got guts! Xiao Nan, go to the police station and report this!"

Zhou Limin tugged at Jiang Yang's sleeve with some concern: "Jiang Yang, what should we do?"

Jiang Yang patted her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, if you're upright, you have nothing to fear."

Zhou Limin sighed and said softly, "You're too naive. These people all have connections..."

Police officer Wu Yong from the local police station arrived at the antique shop quickly.

As soon as he arrived, he walked straight up to Jiang Yang, roughly grabbed Jiang Yang's arm, and tried to handcuff him.

"what are you doing!?"

Jiang Yang abruptly shook off his hand, his eyes sharp.

"You are knowingly breaking the law!"

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, then sneered disdainfully, "Don't give me that crap! You either pay up or go to jail, the choice is yours!"

Jiang Yang stared at him coldly, without the slightest fear: "I said I did nothing wrong, and I won't pay a single penny! If you dare to lay a hand on me again, I'll sue you for abuse of power!"

Su Jingtong stood to the side, arms crossed, and sneered, "Jiang Yang, can you even come up with eight thousand yuan? I think you should just go to jail for a few years!"

Zhou Limin felt very uncomfortable seeing Jiang Yang being treated so difficult.

She bit her lip, stepped forward, and said, "I'll pay for it!"

She pulled a crumpled wad of money from her pocket, mostly loose change and a few ten-yuan bills, which was clearly all her savings.

Jiang Yang grabbed her hand and said, "Li Min, don't worry about it. I can handle this myself."

Looking into his determined eyes, Zhou Limin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Jiang Yang, I..."

Jiang Yang patted her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, I know you meant well."

He turned to look at Su Jingtong and Fang Zhenjun, his eyes cold.

Immediately, he took out his pager from his pocket, quickly pressed a few numbers, and then dialed Meng Yan's number.

Su Hanwen sneered from the side, "A desperate struggle! Let's see what reinforcements you can call!"

About twenty minutes later, an old Beijing Jeep pulled up in front of the antique shop.

Meng Yan hurriedly got out of the car and went straight into the store.

"what happened?"

She glanced around at the people in the store, her gaze finally settling on Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang immediately gave a concise account of what had happened.

After listening, Meng Yan turned to Wu Yong and said in a serious tone, "Comrade, please explain yourself clearly. What exactly happened?"

Wu Yong was intimidated by her imposing manner and stammered, unable to give a coherent answer.

Su Hanwen stepped forward and said arrogantly, "Meng Yan, this is a matter for the Su family. You'd better not interfere!"

Meng Yan gave a cold laugh and flashed her press card: "I am Meng Yan, the editor-in-chief of the Yanjing Daily. I'm going to take charge of this matter! I hope you can explain yourself clearly, otherwise I don't mind publishing this in the newspaper!"

Wu Yong's expression changed.

He hadn't expected that this woman was actually the editor-in-chief of the newspaper; things were going to get complicated now.

Su Jingtong gritted her teeth and said, "Meng Yan, how dare you go against our Su family!"

Meng Yan looked directly at her without fear: "Ms. Su, I'd be happy to record your true colors in the newspaper."

Fang Zhenjun panicked when he saw that things had escalated.

He quickly walked up to Meng Yan, smiling obsequiously, and said, "Editor-in-Chief Meng, please give me some face and let's just let this matter go. It's not good for anyone."

Jiang Yang snorted coldly, his tone resolute: "No! This matter must be explained!"

Fang Zhenjun's smile froze.

Why is this brat so persistent?!

He whirled around and yelled at Feng Xiaonan, who was trembling behind the crowd, "Feng Xiaonan! Come out here! What happened?!"

Feng Xiaonan was so frightened that she trembled and walked out cautiously.

Her face was deathly pale, and her lips trembled so much that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that she remained silent, and not wanting to offend either side, Fang Zhenjun had no choice but to explain to Meng Yan, "Editor-in-Chief Meng, the thing is, Feng Xiaonan accidentally broke the vase..."

"It's not me! It's not me!"

Feng Xiaonan screamed, her voice trembling with tears: "It was Su Jingtong who made me..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention turned to Su Jingtong.

Su Jingtong's face turned ashen. She glared at Feng Xiaonan and said through gritted teeth, "Feng Xiaonan! What nonsense are you spouting!"

"I didn't! I'm telling the truth!"

Feng Xiaonan, as if driven to the brink, cried out, "Su Jingtong asked me to help her get a vase, and then she deliberately tripped and fell, causing the vase to fall! She even threatened me, telling me not to tell anyone, or she would make sure I couldn't stay in Yanjing!"

Su Jingtong was trembling with anger, pointing at Feng Xiaonan and cursing, "You bitch! How dare you slander me!"

"I didn't! I didn't slander you!" Feng Xiaonan cried even harder.

"The Su family is bullying me! You're all bullying me! Waaaaah..."

Jiang Yang watched the farce unfold before him and sneered inwardly.

What a dog-eat-dog show!

He turned to Fang Zhenjun and asked calmly, "Manager Fang, do I still need compensation now?"

Fang Zhenjun's face was extremely ugly, and he cursed Su Jingtong in his heart.

But he was wary of Meng Yan, so he could only swallow his anger and say, "No need, Mr. Jiang, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

Feng Xiaonan suddenly picked up a shard of porcelain from the ground, held it to her wrist, and cried out, "I'm telling the truth! If I'm lying, may I die a horrible death!"

Fang Zhenjun was terrified and rushed forward to stop her: "Feng Xiaonan! Are you crazy! Put her down!"

At this moment, Su Hanwen's face was terribly gloomy.

Jiang Yang is a tough nut to crack; he absolutely refuses to pay compensation, and now all the evidence points to Jing Tong.

What's more, Meng Yan, the newspaper's editor-in-chief, was right there beside them.

If this stalemate continues, it will likely be even more detrimental to the Su family.

It seems that it won't end well without losing money.

He pulled a wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket, slammed them on the table, and said through gritted teeth, "Eight thousand yuan! Is that enough?"

He glared fiercely at Meng Yan and warned, "Meng Yan, I hope you keep what happened today to yourself! Otherwise..."

Meng Yan sneered and retorted without fear: "Mr. Su, instead of worrying about me, you should discipline your niece properly. So that she won't cause any bigger trouble in the future."

Su Hanwen's face turned ashen. He made a mental note of the matter, then grabbed Su Jingtong and stormed off.