Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside

"Xiulan, what do you mean by that?" The village chief happened to come by to check on the factory and heard Hu Xiulan’s words, his brows furrowed.

Hu Xiulan turned around and saw that the village chief was there: "Village Chief, you know about Guaizi’s injury at the mine a few months ago, right? Guaizi’s injuries weren’t serious at the time, just some superficial skin wounds. Back then, Xiaofeng said that the mine owner only paid out fifteen hundred, and we believed it."

She paused, "Coincidentally, our Taozi just happens to know Boss Huang, and she brought up the matter. Guess what, Boss Huang didn’t pay fifteen hundred, it was thirty thousand."

"Thirty thousand?" Someone gasped.

Thirty thousand was a significant amount—for instance, it would take a frugal family like Su Guisheng’s, saving penny by penny, more than a decade to save less than ten thousand.

Compared to the nouveau riche mine owners, these farming families would need at least a dozen years to earn thirty thousand.

"Goodness, thirty thousand, wasn’t it said that only death or severe injury would get a thirty thousand compensation?" Someone remarked.

Everyone remembered that, apparently, if someone died in the mine, their family could be compensated with thirty thousand.

If someone died and you compensated thirty thousand, it was somewhat justifiable—after all, life was lost, and any amount of money would just be a number at that point.

"Exactly, although Guaizi’s wounds looked quite scary at the time, they were just superficial, not serious injuries. Thirty thousand definitely seems excessive. The boss isn’t a fool with too much money; Guaizi merely suffered minor injuries, yet he paid him as if it was a major accident. So you see, Xiaofeng’s contribution in the middle was indispensable." As someone showed interest, Hu Xiulan became even more enthusiastic in her narration.