Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 618

Chapter 618: Chapter 618

Yang Fan and Xiang Xue Ting were talking when a police officer quickly approached with a strange expression.

"Sister Xiang, you might want to take a look yourself."

Yang Fan knew that, without a doubt, it must have been because Hu Yu looked too miserable, which had scared the officer as well.

However, Yang Fan had already prepared his explanation in his mind.

Unable to fight back, no one to help, in panic, he ended up stabbing a few more times.

If he didn’t stab Hu Yu, Hu Yu would have stabbed him to death.

He was almost scared to death himself, he didn’t even notice how many times he had stabbed.

This should count as self-defense, right?

Xiang Xue Ting entered the private room and took a glance; after she came out, her expression also turned strange.

She whispered to Yang Fan, "Did you really have to be so harsh?"

"I think so too, but there was no choice under those circumstances," Yang Fan earnestly said, "Those people came in demanding money; I hadn’t even realized what was happening when they suddenly pulled out knives."

"There were three of them; the three of us tried everything to dodge and counterattack to finally subdue them. During that, no one helped, and the hotel turned a deaf ear. Under such immense shock, what we did indeed went slightly too far. But given the situation, we truly had no time to think about anything else; if we hadn’t subdued them, the three of us would have been dead."

Xiang Xue Ting gave Yang Fan a knowing wink and nodded, "I understand, we’ll record a statement later; you can go deal with other matters if you need to. As for the hotel’s part, never mind them, don’t bother. If they cannot provide a reasonable explanation, just sue them."

Yang Fan nodded slightly.

At this moment, the two managers happened to walk over.

However, they weren’t there to see Yang Fan but went straight to Xiang Xue Ting.

"Officer, these two groups of people started fighting in our hotel, this shouldn’t relate to our hotel, right?" the male manager very politely asked Xiang Xue Ting.

"If two groups of people started fighting in your home, do you think it relates to you?" Xiang Xue Ting retorted.

"Certainly not, thank you, officer, I understand now," the male manager immediately showed a relieved expression.

He seemed to think he had found the most sufficient reason to justify his case, suddenly beaming with pride.

"Wait, I’m not finished," Xiang Xue Ting called out.

"Please proceed!"

"If you are a taxi driver, and the passenger you picked up mid-journey suddenly attacks a previously boarded passenger, wanting to kill them, and you ignore the whole situation pretending not to have seen anything, do you think you have any responsibility?" Xiang Xue Ting asked again.

The male manager thought for a moment and shook his head, "I think not, I was too shocked and didn’t know what to do."

"Are taxi drivers allowed to pick up passengers midway? Do you think your hotel is the same as a taxi?" Xiang Xue Ting’s expression turned icy, "Don’t try to dodge the responsibility. You cannot escape this responsibility no matter where you go."

"They didn’t know each other initially, it was your people who let them in, in other words, you put murderers into someone else’s private room, causing the incident. Do you think such an event would have happened if there had been prior communication?"

"And you’re asking me if you have any responsibility, can’t you think about it yourself?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we have deeply recognized our mistakes and will definitely resolve this matter properly." The male manager said, bowing and nodding with his hands clasped over his belly, his attitude taking a sudden 180-degree turn.

That silky smooth turn nearly twisted Yang Fan’s back.

"Well, how to resolve it, you guys can discuss it privately," Xiang Xue Ting said, "If the other party doesn’t agree, be prepared to take it to court, we will also provide corresponding proof for both parties."

"Okay, okay, got it."

After getting a definite response from Xiang Xue Ting, the male manager adjusted his frameless glasses, then took two steps to the right, arriving in front of Yang Fan.

"Sir, our hotel deeply apologizes for this incident and is willing to offer certain compensation. Do you find this resolution acceptable?" he said with a very professional smile that made him look like a rubber man.

"Going to court would also be a loss for you, sir, wasting a lot of your time and energy."

"How will you compensate?" Yang Fan asked, lighting a cigarette.

"The damages caused inside the private room will be fully borne by our hotel, and additionally, we will offer you a membership card for our hotel, with ten meals a year, no limit on meal value, only a maximum of five people per meal. What do you think?" the male manager said.

Yang Fan chuckled softly, "Playing a nice game, aren’t you? I do not accept."

"Plus, do you think I’d dare to eat at your place again? I almost lost half my life just eating here this time; what, should I get buried here next time? What if you disliked me and added something to my food, causing some chronic disease, where would I go to complain then?"

"Sir, that’s a bit exaggerated," the male manager said with a forced smile.

"Not exaggerated, I know people do such things," Yang Fan said sternly, "If you want to discuss compensation, then show some real sincerity, otherwise don’t waste my time."

Having said that, Yang Fan turned around and prepared to leave.

The female manager, who hadn’t spoken much, hurriedly stood in front of Yang Fan, "Sir, please don’t be too agitated, besides this, we do have other solutions, just hear us out first."

This female manager’s smile was much more appealing than the male’s, at least she didn’t resemble a stiff rubber man.

"Speak!" Yang Fan stopped and said somewhat impatiently.

"We can convert the membership card into cash compensation for you, about twenty thousand yuan, how about that?" the female manager said.

"Fine, give me the money!" Yang Fan decisively said.

Probably because Yang Fan agreed too quickly, the female manager was taken aback, still not quite catching up.

"I agreed, what’s going on now? Are you backing out?" Yang Fan frowned and asked.

"Ah, no no, I just didn’t expect you to agree so readily," the female manager hastily said.

Yang Fan snorted lightly, "I don’t have the time to argue so much with you. If I feel I can accept it, I’ll agree right away, what else can I do? I could greedily ask for a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand from you, would you give it?"

"Sir, you are really straightforward. Alright, please provide your account number, and I will immediately notify our finance to transfer the money to you," the female manager was amused by Yang Fan’s very direct manner of speaking.

Yang Fan then gave his bank account number to the female manager and let her handle it.

For him, it was all about the attitude of the hotel.

As long as the hotel didn’t turn around and ask him for compensation in the end, whatever amount they compensated, it was all a gain.