At this moment, the sales and marketing personnel nearby, under the guise of being kind to Xiang Song, said to him:

"Xiang Song, can't you see? They're reminding you not to take money you shouldn't take."

"That's right. It was Huang Liang who closed the deal, but you took it. Now look, trouble has come your way."

"The amount they're asking you to pay isn't much yet, and you still have a chance. You should hurry up and pay it back. It's just a matter of returning your commission. You won't lose anything, so don't let a small thing cause you to lose a big one."

The supervisor listened to these people's words, his eyes darting around. Two thousand one hundred yuan, isn't that the commission for selling this car?

He glanced at Huang Liang, then at Xiang Song, and briefly recounted the ins and outs of the matter.

I understood what was going on instantly.

It's likely that Huang Liang sold the car, but Xiang Song pocketed Huang Liang's commission. Now the car owner has come forward to support Huang Liang.

So he yelled at Xiang Song, "You bastard, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and pay the money back!"

The supervisor felt like he was going to vomit blood. He grabbed Xiang Song by the neck and demanded to know what was going on in Xiang Song's head.

For such a small amount of money, they've risked their entire car dealership. If things go wrong, this incident could seriously impact their future business.

Xiang Song felt like vomiting blood at this moment. What did 2100 yuan mean?

This means he not only has to return his commission, but he also has to pay out of his own pocket.

The transaction was supposed to be for 20, and the commission would only be 2050. Now I have to pay out of my own pocket 50.

This is truly a double loss; not only did I not receive my commission, but I also lost money, ruined my reputation, and my supervisor's impression of me was greatly diminished.

He angrily took the money, which he hadn't even had a chance to warm up, out of his pocket.

He handed it directly to Hu Dahai: "Here you go!"

Hu Dahai didn't even look at it before handing the money to Huang Liang: "Count it!"

Huang Liang quickly counted them in front of everyone: "There are only 2050, 50 are missing!"

Hu Dahai immediately turned his murderous gaze towards Xiang Song.

"Your commission is only 2050, nothing more." Xiang Song also gave up.

Hu Dahai shrugged indifferently: "Fine, I'll go to the police station to report this in a bit. I'll call the police every day from now on and sue you."

The supervisor rolled his eyes. This Xiang Song was truly an idiot and a jerk. He usually seemed quite clever, but now he looked so stupid. He couldn't even tell the difference between what was important and what wasn't.

We absolutely have to fire Xiang Song!

He forced a smile and said to Hu Dahai, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll make up the 50 yuan. I'll deduct it from Xiang Song's salary later."

The manager gestured to the hostess to go to her office, get 50 yuan, and hand it to Hu Dahai.

However, after taking the money, Hu Dahai did not stop. He turned to Xiang Song and said, "This matter is not over yet. You still have to apologize to Huang Liang."

"Do you know that because you withheld his money, he didn't have enough money to treat his father's illness, which led to his father's suicide in the hospital, and he couldn't even get his father's body out?"

"hiss!"

Hearing Hu Dahai's words, everyone gasped in shock. No one had expected that there was such a hidden story behind this matter.

Their gazes toward Xiang Song became even more mocking and cold. They never expected that Xiang Song would dare to take the money meant to save someone's life; he truly had no conscience.

The supervisor's expression darkened further. He glared at Xiang Song and yelled, "Idiot! Look at the mess you've made! Apologize right now!"

Under his supervisor's intense gaze, Xiang Song had no choice but to stammer, "I didn't know either."

"I'm sorry," he whispered to Huang Liang.

"Sorry, we didn't hear you," Hu Dahai said rudely.

Having no other option, Xiang Song raised his voice and squeezed out another, "I'm sorry!"

"That's more like it." Hu Dahai nodded and prepared to leave with Huang Liang.

However, Huang Liang looked at Xiang Song and said, "Master, although you have bullied me, I still want to thank you for your guidance during this time. You have taught me a lot and made me realize that you can't judge a book by its cover."

As he spoke, he bowed in the direction of Xiang Songhe's car dealership, then turned and resolutely followed Hu Dahai out.

The group left behind looked at Huang Liang with regret.

"Look, what a good child, he even knows how to be grateful."

"Children from poor families mature early; this is a pitiful child."

......

In the Santana, Hu Dahai stuffed all 2100 yuan into Huang Liang's hand.

"Here, take this money. Use it to give your father a proper funeral. After that, you two sisters can live a good life. I think you're quite smart; you'll always be able to make a living."

Huang Liang looked at the money but didn't take it.

"I don't want it. You already gave us money. I don't want this money." Huang Liang's face was resolute as he said to Hu Dahai, "I will pay back the money you gave us at the hospital when I earn it."

Hu Dahai said, "After you bury your father, you'll still need to rent a house, eat, and spend money everywhere. How can you do that?"

"Take it."

Hu Dahai forcefully stuffed the money into Huang Liang's hand.

Looking at the money in his hand, Huang Liang said with slightly reddened eyes, "Thank you."

Following Huang Liang's instructions, the three arrived at Huang Liang's house.

Or rather, it's a place they rented.

Because the landlord wouldn't allow them to hold a funeral at home, and they didn't have the money to do so, Huang Liang's father's body was sent directly for cremation.

Huang Liang's sister sat quietly in the cramped rented room, holding an urn containing ashes.

"father!"

When Huang Liang saw the jar of ashes, he immediately knelt down and burst into tears.

On the other hand, Huang Liang's sister did not cry, but quietly touched the urn in her hand.

Hu Dahai was worried that the child might have been traumatized by this incident.

So he stepped forward with concern and asked, "Why aren't you crying?"

The girl looked up at Hu Dahai and said, "I'm holding it in. I can't cry. If I cry, my brother will be even more upset."

Looking at her red eyes, Hu Dahai was also somewhat moved.

Indeed, there are many miserable people in this world.

Misfortune always seems to target those who are destined for hardship.

However, he was only one person himself, and he couldn't possibly help every unfortunate person he saw.

He gestured to the whole mountain, signaling them to leave.

The two had just reached the door of the rented room.

"My benefactor, wait a moment."

A shout suddenly came from behind them.

Then a figure quickly appeared in front of Hu Dahai and Quan Shan.

Quan Shan instinctively shielded Hu Dahai behind him, preventing him from encountering any danger.

When Hu Dahai saw that it was Huang Liang coming over, he patted Quan Shan on the shoulder to indicate that everything was alright.

"Huang Liang, what's wrong?" he asked Huang Liang.

Huang Liang immediately knelt down in front of Hu Dahai: "My benefactor, you paid for my father's medical expenses and also helped me get my commission. I don't know how to thank you enough."

“I think my sister and I will follow you. We will do whatever you ask us to do. We will listen to you.”

Hu Dahai wanted to refuse, but Huang Liang said again, "Benefactor, my sister and I are weak and alone. We have been bullied and suffered a lot outside. We don't trust anyone anymore. We only trust you. We believe you won't harm us."

“We can do a lot of things. We can cook and do chores. All we need is a meal.”

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