Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 106 Angers' Mobile Wallet

"Thirty-one million!" Lu Mingfei said unconfidently.

If it weren’t for Ange’s command, Lu Mingfei really wouldn’t have been able to call out this price.

I only have 30 million in my pocket, I can't even open my mouth.

It's all this damn drunk lady's fault.

OnePlus costs over four or five million. You can’t waste money like this, right?

"Is it okay? It's just a small one million each time." Ms. Jiude said sarcastically, "If you don't have money, just go and play. Ms. Su, I'll give you 50 million. Announce the result as soon as possible."

Lu Mingfei's palms were already sweating, and he remained silent despite Ms. Su's questions.

The principal didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to name a price.

Where is the principal? Principal, please speak.

"Yes." Ange did not make an offer, but just laughed helplessly twice, "But there is no way, it seems that you are the one who has been taken advantage of."

"Add 10 million and see if you can accept it. I will solve the money problem, just shout."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, "60 million."

"Eighty million." Ms. Jiude said with a yawn.

"Add another 20 million." Ange said, "If you still can't accept it, increase it to 150 million."

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Beside the forest, Angers made a phone call somewhat helplessly.

Just when the call was about to say no one was answering, the call was connected.

"Hey, Ange, why are you calling me suddenly?" Pompey asked in surprise on the other end of the phone.

And the sound of waves.

"Where are you?"

"France, beaches and surfing. I really love this place." Pompey said, "I received your call just after I got ashore."

Ange heard the woman's voice, "It seems that you are planning to give Caesar a half-brother?"

"If I'm so lucky, I guess those old guys under Gattuso will praise me to the sky." Pompey laughed.

"Okay, let's talk business. I need your help with something."

"About the academy?"

"Correct."

"Looking for Frost."

"I really need to ask you for this matter. Frost won't agree to it."

"Oh?" Pompey became interested. "What's the matter?"

"We got some money and wanted to buy something, but the seller had his eyes on us and the price was not right, so we couldn't get it," said Angé.

"…The college has run out of funds?"

"Not in the name of the college, but for me personally. I don't want this thing to be controlled by the board of directors in the end."

"Wait a minute." Pompey suddenly became serious. He sent the female companion away and then responded to Angers again: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"The seven deadly sins," said Ange.

"The alchemical sword forged by Norton that is said to be powerful enough to kill the Dragon King?"

"Correct."

"you sure?"

"determine."

"It should indeed be bought, but why not in the name of the academy, but on your own?" Pompey asked again: "Besides, at what price would you need to ask me for a loan?"

"I don't want the school directors to fight over the right to use and the ownership of this weapon. As for the price, it has reached 100 million."

"Dollars?"

"Ah."

As the leader of the secret party and the president of Kassel College, there is no need to say much about Angers' financial resources.

It’s just that most of Angers’ money was spent on Kassel College and some matters within the secret party.

The amount of over 100 million put the old man in a difficult position.

"Let me correct you. It's not a loan." Ange said solemnly, "It's a gift. It's to help the dragon-slaying cause."

"Flamer is right," Pompey cursed, "you are an old rogue!"

"There's not much time left. Think about it quickly. If you don't agree, I'll call Elizabeth."

"How far do you have to go?"

"Two hundred million."

"Didn't you say 100 million?"

"What if a higher price is called?" said Ange.

Pompey took a deep breath and then said, "Account, give me a minute. If I use so much money at once, the old guys in the family will blame me again."

"Remember not to tell anyone about this."

"I know, you really deserve to die, for making me pay such a large sum of money, and I have to bear the pressure alone."

"Okay, as soon as possible." Angé hung up the phone, shook his head with a smile, and answered the communicator again.

Hearing that the offer had reached 120 million US dollars, Angers couldn't help but frown.

But he quickly relaxed and continued smiling.

Education is always priceless, and the seven deadly sins cannot be measured by money.

If Pompeii had any money left over, it could be kept for use at some point in the future.

Sometimes, Angers doesn't know how to evaluate himself.

A dragon slayer, an educator, an S-class hybrid with extraordinary combat power?

It seems that both work, and yet it seems that neither works.

He still remembered that someone used "Dumbledore" to describe him. Who was it?

Oh, Han Qiu.

This is a very special young man.

Dumbledore...Ange thought he was not worthy of such an evaluation.

In other words, they are in two completely different directions.

No matter when and where, Angers always puts "revenge" first.

I don’t know how far I will go on the road of revenge.

Fortunately, there is Lu Mingfei.

……

"One hundred and thirty million?" Ms. Jiude was surprised, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes. "Okay, you are amazing. I admire you."

Lu Mingfei got anxious and slammed the table, just like he did before in the pizza restaurant.

It is hard to imagine that a transaction involving hundreds of millions of dollars could be like the scene where aunties and uncles buy vegetables in the market, with yelling and even quarreling.

You see, whether you are poor or rich, at a certain point, there is no difference in performance.

"So, Ms. Jiude, you give up bidding?" Ms. Su asked.

"Give up." Ms. Jiude waved her hand. "It's boring. Let's go."

"Mr. Ricardo, please move over so we can make a deal."

Ms. Su guided Lu Mingfei into a room.

The rows of computers made Lu Mingfei suspect that Ms. Su might be a fraud.

"Your bank card." said Ms. Su.

Money is really amazing, it turns 'you' into 'you'.

Lu Mingfei handed over the bank card with trembling hands, and could only pray that the principal would be more supportive.

As the bank card was swiped, Lu Mingfei entered the password.

The amount...30 million US dollars.

"Um...Mr. Ricardo, there's not enough money."

“Wait a moment.” Lu Mingfei felt like he might collapse at any moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, the amount in the account instantly increased.

One-time entry.

Lu Mingfei's fingers trembled as he counted the numbers carefully.

Two hundred and thirty million, two hundred million more.

Principal! You are worthy of being the principal!

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"Wow, a very beautiful Maserati." Ms. Jiude walked out of the manor, saw the sports car parked on the side of the road, and went over.

"What a handsome old man." Jiude Mai asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Well, I'm Master Ricardo's butler." Angers raised his glass elegantly, "Would you like a drink, beautiful lady?"

"I see. Mr. Ricardo is really charming. Even the old butler is so elegant and gentlemanly."

"Thank you." Angers took out another goblet and poured red wine for Ms. Jiude, "Cheers!"

Amid the crisp sound of collision, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Cheers." said Ms. Jiude.