Chapter 3: What You Should Compensate

  Twenty minutes later, the car stopped under several old apartment buildings. The neighborhood was very noisy and you could vaguely see the mottled shadows on the red brick walls.

  He looked around and furrowed his brow, "Do you live alone?"

  "My classmate rented the house, I'm just staying with them." Ning Meng replied nonchalantly. She moved her hand to the side and snapped open the seatbelt. "Thanks for the ride, 502."

  Guan Xian pushed open the car door and walked around to the side, stretching out his hand to easily lift her out. Ning Meng thought that this was purely manual labor, and even though Guan Xian was strong and robust, by the time they reached the fifth floor he had started breathing heavily.

  Ning Meng took out the key from her bag, turned it around and opened the door with a creak. She waved her hand and said to Yu Feng, "There's a switch behind the door, press it down and the light will come on."

  She stretched out her hand and touched it, and with a click, the room was suddenly bright. The ordinary two-bedroom apartment was not large but very tidy, with wallpaper on all sides and several watercolors hanging, looking pink and blue, giving off a warm and cozy feeling, a true little woman's nest.

  "This little nest is not as bad as you imagined, right?" Ning Meng sat on the apple-green velvet sofa, smiling and saying, "The wallpaper was chosen by me, and the painting is by Su Mei... it's my classmate's graffiti, all handmade DIY..."

  Guan Xian thought the girl was a bit moody. He sat at one end of the sofa, narrowing his eyes and said, "Just now when we came in, no one asked us anything at the door, is the security room just for show...?"

  "So?" Ning Meng raised an eyebrow and asked.

  "If it were two single girls, I would suggest you change places as soon as possible..."

  She curled up her mouth. Safety is a relative index. The rich apartment has security, property, and 24-hour hotel-style service, but can ordinary people afford it? Such a half-new and half-old community, for the vagrants wandering in the park, train station, and roadside, probably also counts as heaven. The busy office workers who are struggling to make ends meet, if they can rent a cheap two-bedroom apartment, I guess they would be thrilled, where else would they dare to complain?

  The words slipped to the tip of his tongue but he swallowed them hard.

  Ning Meng looked him up and down, his features were handsome and profound, he wore low-key branded clothes, his eyes were calm, but the sharpness and pickiness of a man who was used to being in a superior position would occasionally reveal itself... Such a man, who had always gotten what he wanted, would he be able to understand the struggles of those living on the poverty line?

  She simply avoided the main issue and said lightly, "My classmate said that the contract was signed for a year, next time I'll advise her to change places."

  The strings also shut their mouths, and suddenly felt that this little girl looked very young, should be in her early twenties, but the way she spoke was calm and composed, which was unusual for a student of her age.

  "Have you graduated? Will your foot injury affect your studies?"

  "I am a senior student at C University, interning at a company and graduating this summer."

  Guan Xian was slightly startled, "What company? Can I take a temporary leave?"

  How many months' leave do you want? Ning Meng thought of Zhou Dongni's ferocious face and felt a chill run down her spine. That menopausal woman would have been better off killing her directly, it would have been more straightforward.

  Tianxiang Group

  Guan Xian's face was stunned for a moment.

  Ning Meng intentionally frowned and complained, "I'm just a small intern, I've only been working for a few days and now I have to ask for a month's leave, it's probably as likely as a fairy tale. Alas, you don't know, this company has very strict rules, I was lucky to get in, if I take a long leave, I'll probably be kicked out immediately..."

  He said calmly, "As it happens, I know the leader of this company. I'll give them a call to help you out at that time."

  Ning Meng's face was filled with anticipation, "Really, is there hope?"

  Guan Xian looked at her with bright eyes and nodded, saying, "I think it should be fine... but I also can't guarantee it."

  Ning Meng thought to herself, this man is indeed as low-key as the rumors outside, being the CEO of Tian Xiang yet so calm and collected. She raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Even if I keep my job, my salary will definitely be gone. Speaking of which, Mr. Guan, how are you going to compensate me?"

  "Compensation......" Guanxian hummed and said calmly, "I can accept anything within the normal range."

  The man is also good at playing intellectual games and directly kicked the ball back.

  "Mr. Guan is a straightforward person. Let's just put it this way..."

  "Salary, medical expenses, mental damage compensation... anyway, it's at least 30,000. Don't be too shocked, this number is already discounted because I saw how hard you worked to hug me."

  Actually, taking out 30,000 was to prepare for him to haggle over the price, and after a few rounds of bargaining, she could at least hold on for a few more months. Although she had long been looking forward to an accidental encounter with Guan Xuan from Tianxiang Group, this really was unexpected, because she hadn't planned for this injury. It's just that her mind was in a daze and she accidentally dropped her wallet in that strange place.

  He pulled out a card from his wallet and handed it to her. "There should be more than 30,000 in here. The password is 876543, easy to remember."

  She was stunned for a moment, took the card and looked left and right, but couldn't say a word. This man, although an elite bachelor...but it's said that rich people are stingy...

  She shrugged her shoulders, "You're quite generous."

  "Are you sure you're alone and it's really no problem?"

  "What can be done? It's fine to take it slow." In her university years, studying and working part-time... To the people around her, she seemed healthy and capable.

  "Or if there's a good classmate or family member, find someone to come and take care of you."

  Ning Meng's face inadvertently said, "A Mei is on a business trip, good friends are also abroad... family members are not in Shencheng..."

  As soon as she thought of her mother, her heart knotted up. Her mother had recently found out that she wanted to stay in Shencheng for work and must be furious. Thinking of her lying in bed with a pale face... At this moment, she suddenly felt shaken by her own stubbornness.

  Guan Xian stared at her in a daze, and his mind began to wander. A girl wandering by the river, lonely and melancholic, picking up a wallet, and those faint sounds of sobbing might not be just his imagination...

  He somewhat regretted bringing up her painful past and waved his hand, saying, "I was just casually asking... otherwise I'll get Aunt Yun to come over and take a look..."

  "It's okay, don't worry about it." Ning Meng thought that in all these years of studying in Shencheng, getting sick was the thing she feared most. In the past, when she was in her dormitory, there were always people around to show concern and care for each other. Now, facing an empty room alone, it only added to her sadness.

  It seemed that this girl was weak, but her tone was strong, and suddenly a sense of regret arose, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let you get hurt."

  "Actually, it's none of your business... You're kind-hearted, and I was just anxious for a moment earlier, so I spoke thoughtlessly and offended you in many ways. Don't mind it."

  "It's all right."

  Ning Meng suddenly felt tired and sleepy at the same time, so she politely asked her guest to leave, "Mr. Guan, it's getting late, why don't you go back and rest too? Thank you for sending me back."

  "Alright then, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

  Ning Meng waved his hand, "No need, you don't have to come anymore. If necessary, I'll call you."

  He paused for a moment, still a bit worried, "Then how will you wash up today?"

  "I'll just deal with it later, I'm really too tired and just want to go to bed." Ning Meng waved her hand lightly at him, "Remember to lock the door when you leave."

  After the guests left, the house seemed inexplicably quiet.

  Ning Meng leaned against the wall, hopping on one foot, and finally made her way to the bathroom. After a simple wash, she collapsed onto the bed like a limp cucumber, rolled her eyes a few times, and then casually picked up her phone.

  Her roommate Su Mei was on a business trip abroad and wouldn't be back for at least a week. Distant water can't quench present thirst, so she tapped her fingers on the screen a few times, found a familiar name, and sent a text message.

  "Sauce gourd, I've sprained my foot, hurry back."

  After a minute, the phone rang ding-dong, Ning Meng picked it up with a weak tone. "Hello?"

  A voice burst out, full of energy, "You woman, what are you doing with the plane? I just left you for a few hours and you've become a disabled person. Why didn't you directly become a martyr so I can get some compensation?"

  The sauce gourd style is cold and humorous, the sauce gourd style is warm and real. Ning Meng has already become extremely accustomed to it, and her heart feels as smooth as ironed clothes. She directly filters out the water content, listens to what she wants to hear, in short, selectively ignores.

  "This time I'm really crippled, doc. When the doctor was resetting my bones, there was a loud cracking sound, and the pain made me break out in cold sweat, my heart almost stopped! It's just too scary. Now I can't move at all, I'm completely paralyzed, can only lie in bed for a short time, and it'll take a month to recover."

  She knew some people were ruthless and wouldn't budge without a strong dose of medicine.

  The voice on the phone suddenly softened, "Damn, are you that pathetic? How did it happen, was it a failed suicide attempt? No, no, that's not your style. So, were you hit by some trash truck while walking down the street?"

  Can't you think of something more plausible? What imagination... Ning Meng recounted the whole thing from start to finish, and finally lamented, "Today is definitely my day of suffering. Probably because I didn't listen, the heavens sent someone over to punish me."

  "Think the heavens are idle, do you? Able to play with time and space from such a distance? You've watched too many shows, no shame. Who is that man, anyway? Has he paid his debt?"

  "This guy is either rich or noble, he gave me a card."

  "Hurry up and check, how much money is it? Ah, don't be a scammer. You just let him go like that? What an idiot." A tone of resentful frustration.

  "Okay." She was actually very curious.

  Ning Meng opened a window on her mobile phone, typing in the account number with a series of clicks. The screen flashed, and when she saw the numbers clearly, she was startled. "Jianggua, this man is very strange..."

  "How strange? How much money was actually put in the card? Ah, don't be a scammer."

  "No... " Ning Meng replied very certainly, "Absolutely not a scammer, I think he looks more like an idiot because there's exactly 100,000 on the card."

  She imagined the silly look on the other end of the phone, and after a while, a voice came back on, "Ning Meng, next time let me go to Huangpu River to pick up money, see if there are any handsome guys who will pounce over, throw me 100,000 yuan and have some fun."

  "You're just this capable, have your brain rusted through? What if you really get crippled? Are you prepared to hold a crutch and microphone for an interview?"

  "Damn it, if he cripples me, I'll make him pay for the rest of his life."

  She's indeed a heroic lady, and I'm not in the same league as her. Ning Meng is deeply impressed.

  "Is this man up to something? He's supporting you with just a card?" asked Jiangguo suspiciously.

  The world is full of malicious people, and nothing can be treated in isolation. This is the sauce melon way of thinking, with an IQ that surpasses others, always staying on top. That's why she graduated from a prestigious university's international trade department, while I ended up with a third-rate diploma from a mediocre major.

  Ning Meng lay on the bed laughing so hard she was gasping for air, "What a joke, this guy is both handsome and rich, if he wanted to flirt with women how could it possibly be my turn?"

  "Huh?" The sauce melon finally shut up.

  Of course, this card is indeed suspicious, because no matter how you calculate it, the amount far exceeds the compensation. If she hadn't known his family background so thoroughly, or if she hadn't been so confident in her own appearance, she would have probably thought wildly about it.