The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

The woman dodged a glance and said, "It doesn't matter whether we are in love or not. What matters is that the man who beat me up hasn't come forward to take responsibility yet."

"It really doesn't matter. I told you to name a price. We will pay for the medical expenses no matter how much it costs. I am responsible for this matter now."

"Lao Gao is lying in the hospital now, and we don't know whether he is dead or alive. You want me to negotiate money with you? What's your attitude? As a family member of the victim, I don't even have the right to ask who beat him up?"

"Not talking about money? Are we talking about feelings? About attitude?" Gao Jing's face changed slightly, and she frowned a little impatiently.

"If this matter gets out of hand, it won't benefit anyone. If you don't want to save face, you can call the police. We'll fight you to the end. But, your husband Gao is going to retire soon, right? Are you planning to not let him retire with a clean record?"

After Gao Jing finished speaking, the woman's face became gloomy and she remained silent, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Gao Jing looked at the woman who was sitting there in silence. She realized that she had been persuaded by him, so she simply provoked her again and deliberately stood up and left her seat. "I suggest you go back and think about it again. We can talk again after you have thought it through."

Seeing Gao Jing was about to leave, the woman lost her temper and said, "Wait, I agree to settle it privately, but I don't know how much the medical expenses are right now, and the hospital can't guarantee how much it will cost to cure you."

Gao Jing stopped, turned her back to her and smiled softly, then turned to face her with a blank expression, "We will cover all the medical expenses. If he is unlucky and can't make it, and dies, we are willing to pay a sum of money."

"How much compensation?" The woman asked subconsciously. After she finished speaking, she felt that she was too impatient. She swallowed her saliva unnaturally and pretended to cough dryly.

"Aren't you very loving? Aren't you not short of money? Mrs. Gao, you are a little impatient." There was naked sarcasm in his words.

The woman looked displeased and frowned, "Humph, didn't you say that we don't talk about feelings, we talk about money."

Gao Jing smiled slightly, looking at the woman in front of her who said one thing and thought another, she already had an idea in her mind.

"Okay, I've asked the hospital, and they're saying the man won't die. As for the medical expenses, I've said they'll cover it all, but I have a condition." Gao Jing also learned about the man's injuries before the negotiation, so she was confident.

"What conditions?"

Gao Jing walked up to the woman, looked down at her, bent down and got close to her, and whispered a few words into her ear.

The woman was surprised when she heard this, and suddenly looked up at Gao Jing, "What do you mean?"

Gao Jing stood up and looked at her seriously, "It's nothing. If you agree, we will cover the medical expenses."

The woman looked at Gao Jing thoughtfully, not knowing what she was up to.

Gao Jing raised her hand, and a bank card appeared in her hand without her noticing. She handed the card to the woman.

"As long as you do what I say, we won't give you less money. There is 200,000 yuan in this card. You can take it first. If you run out of money later, I will also transfer money into it. However, the prerequisite is that you must do what I say, otherwise, I will stop paying you."

The woman looked at the card hesitantly, then looked at Gao Jing, and finally reached out to take it.

"What is your purpose in doing this?" the woman couldn't help but ask.

"This is not something you need to know. You just need to do what I say. It won't do you any good to ask too much." Gao Jing saw that her goal had been achieved and was unwilling to say more to her.

She waved her hand, and the man standing behind her handed her a few A4 papers tacitly. She took the papers without even looking at them, and handed them to the woman.

"This is our contract. If there is no problem, just sign it."

The woman took the contract, read the terms and conditions, and signed it after hesitating for a moment.

Zhou Yian paced back and forth in the office anxiously like an ant on hot pan. Gao Jing had been out for negotiations for more than an hour and had not returned yet.

The doorknob turned and someone walked in.

Zhou Yian quickly went over to him and said, "Manager Gao, how is the matter being resolved?"

Gao Jing looked tired as she handed the contract to Zhou Yian as she walked. "The good thing is that the other party agreed to settle the matter privately. The bad thing is that you have to pay for all the other party's medical expenses."

"All medical expenses covered? I...I will take all the responsibilities?" Zhou Yian felt incredible about the negotiation result.

Gao Jing walked to the office chair and sat down, supporting the table with both hands, crossed her palms, rested her chin on the back of her hands, lowered her head and closed her eyes, and said helplessly: "This is already the best plan. Do you know how much trouble you might face if the other party calls the police? At that time, it will not only be a matter of medical expenses. You will be held criminally responsible for beating someone like this."

"But, but...it was the other party who was wrong first. I...I was acting in self-defense."

"Where's the evidence? If you don't have evidence, how can you convince the police that you are innocent? If you don't have evidence, how can you convince bystanders that you are innocent?"

"Besides, you beat a drunk man like this. It's excessive self-defense. You will still go to jail." Gao Jing couldn't help but stand up. She felt powerless and helpless about Zhou Yian's persistence and naivety.

"You can earn money again if you lose it, but if you go to jail, what will you do to your mother?" Gao Jing said in a low voice.

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing through Zhou Yian's internal organs and causing him to feel heartbroken.

She stared blankly at the contract in her hand, her pale face filled with pain and despair.