Will Chen Tianjie compensate for a loss of 7 million yuan?
He isn't foolish, the amount has exceeded what he anticipated, which is why he didn't admit that over the phone.
"Chen Goupao, I only asked you to spray the pesticide to give him a warning, I didn't tell you to poison his chickens to death," Chen Tianjie said on the phone.
"Don't deny it, from the day you did the job for me, I've had a recording, and I also have received cash from you. These days, all bank transactions are recorded, you'd better compensate the victim."
When Chen Goupao heard Chen Tianjie tearing into him, he saw no need to save face for the other party, to put it bluntly, he was paid to do a job.
If the job went sour, that was his own bad luck, he knew that much.
Doing this kind of work, he would end up in jail sooner or later, it's just that he hadn't expected it to happen so soon.
"You son of a bitch, believe it or not, I will make you rot in jail, motherfucker..."
