Jiang Hua was eager to end this torment as soon as possible. "No problem! No problem! I'll leave it to you, Factory manager Xue..."
He quickly asked for Xue Jinshan's account number and transferred eight thousand yuan via his phone. He then handed over the ten thousand in cash and looked at the manager pleadingly. "Factory manager Xue, I've paid the full eighteen thousand. When do you think President Xia can help me out?"
Xue Jinshan confirmed the receipt of the money. "President Xia asked me to pass on a message. A clear conscience fears no midnight knock. Since you've sincerely admitted your mistake this time, he'll let you off the hook. He hopes you'll behave yourself from now on."
"Thank you! Thank President Xia for his magnanimity!" Jiang Hua said hastily. "But, what about my problem..."
"That's all President Xia said," Xue Jinshan replied. "Oh, right. I also need to record a video of your apology to give to him."
