Chapter 442: Mr. Song, you wouldn't want to ruin your reputation, would you?
After returning to the Huashou Villa, Song Yun entered his study and began researching the merit model.
It wasn't until the evening that he finally understood it.
To summarize, it came down to this sentence: Intentional goodness doesn't count as good, accidental evil doesn't count as evil.
For example, if you donate money frantically with the sole purpose of acquiring Goodwill Points, such a strongly intentional act doesn't earn any points.
On the other hand, if you accidentally step on an ant while walking on the road, it's not considered an evil deed.
After thorough research, Song Yun stretched out lazily, realizing that's his idea of donating money frantically was quite unlikely to happen.
But... what about a charity event? Would that be better?
Thinking this, Song Yun checked the system rules and found that it might actually work!
After all, with a banquet as the medium, inviting guests from all walks to do good deeds, the power of the masses is outside the system's rules!
Without hesitation, Song Yun called his father-in-law, and after discussing it, they decided to hold a dinner the day after tomorrow.
Why not tomorrow?
Because there's a court hearing tomorrow!
The night passed.
Song Yun got dressed in a suit and boarded the corporate car to head to the court.
On the car ride, the head of the corporate legal department expressed great confidence in the lawsuit.
After all, Song Yun's side was without any fault, while the other party not only scratched the car paint but also broke off the little golden figure in front of the Rolls-Royce, which constituted malicious destruction and theft!
Upon entering the court, Song Yun saw Xiao Zhiyong and his family sitting at the defendant's bench, looking extremely aggrieved.
Following the statements of several lawyers from the legal department, the court finally agreed to Song Yun's compensation claim and ordered Xiao Zhiyong to pay within fifteen working days.
As he left the courthouse, Song Yun was about to walk away under the bright sun when hurried footsteps and the sound of security stopping someone came from behind.
"Mr. Song, please wait, please wait!"
Xiao Zhiyong ran out, panting, with that troublesome child beside him.
"Is there another problem?"
Song Yun asked with a slight frown.
"Mr. Song, you're one of the leading tycoons in Magic Capital. I know our family cannot fathom the scale of your wealth," said Xiao Zhiyong, somewhat obsequiously.
"I'm just a salaried worker, and the child's mother can only earn a bit over ten thousand a month with backbreaking work. Our family truly can't come up with so much money!"
They're not locals of Magic Capital; the couple moved here after graduating from college and struggled to make a living.
It took over a decade of hard work just to earn the down payment.
They had just settled down for a couple of years when this incident occurred, and with just their salaries, it would take forever to pay off the four million plus.
It's not that they couldn't raise the money if they tried. In fact, Xiao Zhiyong had a house back in his hometown which could sell for over two million.
Plus borrowing some from others and emptying all their savings, the couple could fill this financial hole.
But... if they could live comfortably, why make themselves struggle so desperately?
"Mr. Song, please be merciful and let us off this time! I'll have the child kneel and kowtow to apologize to you! I guarantee this will never happen again! Please, consider the child's young age, just this once!"
Xiao Zhiyong pleaded, "And once we make the compensation, our family would have nothing left but to face the wind from the northwest! The money you earn in a day could buy one of these cars!"
"Please don't, I can't accept such flattery," Song Yun said, waving his hand dismissively. "What's done is done, and the court has made its decision. Let's just follow the law."
"Mr. Song, compared to your status, which is more important, your identity or these four million plus?" Xiao Zhiyong appeared resolute, looking up firmly at Song Yun as he asked.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"Look."
Xiao Zhiyong took out his phone, opened the hottest short video platform of late, and played a video for Song Yun to watch.
The video claimed that Song Yun had a very powerful background and had manipulated the incident that happened the day before yesterday, making Xiao Zhiyong's family victims of Song Yun's oppression, painting them as quite pitiable.
After watching the video, Song Yun's complexion turned somewhat dark.
These people could fabricate stories just for some traffic. Your adventure continues at empire
In this narrative, they even portrayed him as a ruthless and heartless scion who couldn't stand to see other families happy!
"Many media outlets have already contacted me."
Xiao Zhiyong spoke as if he held all the cards, "They don't need to know the truth, they just want to capture attention! If you could reduce our sentence to some extent, I would speak well of you in front of them, but if..."
He didn't continue, but the threat was implicit.
Song Yun hadn't expected that the matter concerning himself would blow up on the internet to such an extent.
In just one day, the person who initially posted the video gained over a hundred thousand followers and the likes surpassed a million!
The comment section was filled with insults directed at him!
"Is this a threat?"
Song Yun asked with a lift of his brow, displeased.
"No!"
Xiao Zhiyong displayed a rather smug grin, "After all, everyone has mouths; I can't possibly make everyone stop commenting, right?"
"That video source, does it also have something to do with you?"
"That... absolutely not!"
Xiao Zhiyong was not foolish, knowing full well that acknowledging it would be tantamount to handing over leverage to Song Yun.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll use my resources to ensure you lose your job?"
Song Yun was quite curious about the man before him—what exactly was he thinking?
If he could fill that hole and work hard, he might be able to cross the class barrier in the future.
Did he really prefer to see everything shattered into ruins?
"To be honest, I'd never earn this four hundred thousand plus in my whole lifetime with my salary; I might as well go back to my hometown early."
Xiao Zhiyong said with a sense of resignation, "In this place, being wealthy is the only way to live in a delirious state of luxury. Without money, heh, dreams are nothing but bullshit!"
"You're set on ruining my reputation?"
"That depends on your attitude!"
"Sorry, but I'm the type of person who likes to stand firm. There's no room for negotiation with this matter. Instead of doing what you're doing, you might want to think about how to repay the money!"
Upon hearing Song Yun's words, Xiao Zhiyong frowned, thinking these rich folks really were tough nuts to crack! They wouldn't even accept a little less money!
If it truly came down to it, he wouldn't be to blame for a scorched earth outcome!
"Since that's what you think, then just wait for the video."
Xiao Zhiyong left with a cold parting shot, then turned back after a few steps and said to Song Yun, "We're not satisfied with today's verdict and have already filed an appeal! In the hiatus, the story will ferment, and I believe you'll end up more distressed than me!"
"What a person."
Song Yun shook his head and sighed.
Nowadays, does being poor automatically make you right?
"Let that man appeal as many times as he likes, and there's no need to suppress the videos online—people will only suspect you more. It's better to make everything public and let them discuss," Song Yun said indifferently to the director of the legal department. "But regarding those malicious media, we still need to pursue responsibility!"