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Chapter 0369: Do you still want 1

He Qiusheng was blue and white, his mouth was purple, and he was slapped in the face so directly that he was really embarrassed to throw him to his grandma's house. (шщш.щ Novel Network)

The old yard looked at Jun Wuxie again, and his eyes became extremely enthusiastic. Looking at her was like looking at a piece of gold ingot.

"Your name is Junxie, right? You will stay in the East Courtyard from now on. If you have anything to be dissatisfied with, just speak." The old dean spoke extremely attentively. He had never seen such a generous young man, and he wished he could keep him at Fengqi Academy for the rest of his life.

Jun Wuxie did not respond at all.

The old dean cleared his throat and said to He Qiusheng beside him: "The previous thing has passed, don't mention it anymore. Jun Xie just came to Fengqi Academy, so you also care about your disciples and don't cause trouble for others. If I know that your disciples have bullied them, I would be rude."

Under the measurement of money, the old dean is clear about it!

The corners of He Qiusheng's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't hold up a word for a long time.

This kid is standing here all the time! His disciple is still lying on the bed!

Who bullies whom!

But He Qiusheng understood that in the eyes of the old dean, who is the old man! The reason why the South Academy is so prosperous in Fengqi Academy is not because their disciples have a lot of money, but now, a real rich man has come to the beggar's nest. Now He Qiusheng can no longer show off his power in the matter of taking money!

The total number of students in the South College is not 100,000 yuan in a few years. How can I compare with others?

After scolding He Qiusheng, the old dean looked at Jun Wuxie with a kind smile as if bathed in spring breeze, "If you are not satisfied with Yan Bugui, just say directly, you can go with anyone in my teachers from other colleges."

Jun Wuxie said coldly: "The East Courtyard is very good."

"Yes, yes, Yan Bugui can find a disciple like you. It is really a blessing he has cultivated in his previous life." The old dean smiled particularly brightly.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Jun Wuxie had no interest in the old dean's flattering face.

"It's okay, it's okay, go back, don't go back, hurry up and send your disciples back. It's strong wind, don't blow it. Seeing that the boy is thin, I'll let the kitchen give you extra meals to your South Courtyard." The old dean rarely replied generously.

Yan Bugui left with Jun Wuxie tense, until he walked out of the dean's study, his expression was still dull.

"Boy, where did you get so much money?" Yan Bugui looked at Jun Wuxie and threw the silver note out. Not to mention blinding He Qiusheng and the dean, even Yan Bugui felt that the world was fantasy.

This little guy wears a very simple dress on weekdays and looks like an ordinary child, but this move is 100,000 taels...

Yan Bu Returns to the Three Realms for so many years, but has never touched more than 100 taels of silver.

"More?" Jun Wuxie looked at Yan Bugui's surprised expression, with some confusion in his eyes.

After she was reborn, she had never bought anything. If she needed anything, Jun Xian would prepare anything for her. She had almost never touched the money. The silver notes she carried with her were still what Jun Xian gave her when she went out, which was no different from waste paper.

"Do you still want it? I still have it." Jun Wuxie looked at Yan Bugui and seemed to care about the silver bills very much. She shook her hand and took out another hand from her cuffs...a handful of silver bills.

The amount of each piece is no less than 50,000 taels!

In addition to Jun Xian, Mo Qianyuan also stuffed a lot of money when Jun Wuxie left.

A prince, an emperor... There is no silver note that takes place without ten thousand words!

...

Wuxie dumped silver notes and was like dumping toilet paper. I silently looked at the spicy hot pot in the bowl and said to the waiter with great enthusiasm: "Give me another 50 cents of potatoes!" You are rich, so willful to beat him up!
Chapter completed!
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