Fortunately, Jia Baosan on the side was also a seasoned veteran. Seeing Zhen Beifeng's expression was wrong, he quickly took the lead in praising him.
Ding Xiaoyi then turned around and looked at Jia Baosan, and found that the old man in front of him had a restrained aura and looked quite simple.
With a rosy face and a thick and neat white beard, he looks more like the coarse short-sleeved shirt worn by an old farmer in the countryside.
No matter what the other person's background is, at least he doesn't look that disgusting from the front.
"Senior, I'm grateful. I dare to ask you where your name comes from."
His expression softened slightly and he asked Jia Baosan.
"Don't dare, don't dare. As the saying goes, those who achieve are first. My little brother has already achieved so much at a young age. It's just a matter of time to surpass the old man. How dare you call me senior? The old man's surname is Jia Baosan, and he is just a useless old servant.
That’s all.”
After Jia Baosan finished speaking, he pointed to the east and said: "The old man's place is exactly in the east, Tianyuan Holy Land."
Ding Xiaoyi nodded and motioned for everyone to sit down before talking.
After Jia Baosan and Zhen Beifeng took their seats, they did not mention the affairs of those foreign students. Instead, they praised the Feng Shui treasure land in front of them.
Ding Xiaoyi and the other three were smiling and the atmosphere was harmonious. If someone didn't know better, they would probably think that this was just a reminiscence between old friends.
Only after drinking for three rounds did Jia Baosan start to get down to business. He let out a long sigh, patted his thigh and said:
"Thanks to the Holy Master of my family, my Jia family now has a small foundation in the Kaiyuan Holy Land. I have always been cautious and dare not go beyond the limits."
After saying that, Jia Baosan's face suddenly darkened, and there was an angry look on his brows: "It's hateful that this idiot Jia Zhong came here and committed such a morally corrupt thing. To be honest, little brother, when I saw the evidence, I wanted to kill him.
He was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.”
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Bitser and Sardar, indicating that the topic was coming.
Just listen to Jia Baosan continue: "The two sides exchanged students in the first place just to promote exchanges? This little beast dared to do such a thing that ruined the family tradition. It made my little brother laugh. I just hate this kid for not living up to his expectations, no matter how hard he fights,
Is it okay to scold me? It’s all appropriate.”
If it were someone else who heard these words, even if there was resentment in his heart, he wouldn't be able to express it.
If you meet a kind person, you might be moved by these words.
It's just that Ding Xiaoyi was just enjoying the wine with his glass of wine from beginning to end, and had no intention of continuing the conversation.
Seeing this, Jia Baosan met Zhen Beifeng's eyes and continued: "It's just... this child is the only child in the family after all? What if there is a second one... Haha."
Jia Bao gently stroked his long beard with three hands. After a pause, he said: "If there is a second one, he will not be willing to come to my little brother to plead for mercy."
"That's what I said."
Ding Xiaoyi put down the wine glass in his hand. If someone else had heard this, he might have felt pity. But after reading Mao's election, he not only didn't feel pitiful, but only felt hateful in his heart.
"Your child is a rich man? Why is it that the child he beat and crippled is just a weed on the roadside?"
But after he finished speaking, his voice changed again: "But what? What the old timers said? It's not unreasonable. After all, who doesn't care about their children?"
Ding Xiaoyi only said three sentences from beginning to end, causing Jia Baosan and Zhen Beifeng to have mood swings, up and down.
At least there was some improvement at the end of the conversation, which made the two of them happy, and Ding Xiaoyi raised his finger immediately.
"Since the old man is so sincere, wouldn't it be unkind if I pursue it further? Let's do this, this is the number!"
Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his finger: "Ten million, I'll let him go."
Zhen Beifeng's eyes lit up. He originally thought that this kid was asking for a big deal, but he didn't expect that it was only 10 million.
This little money is like drizzle to Imperial University.
With a thought in his heart, he quickly asked: "That's very good, very good, then Minister Ding, are there other children..."
"You can redeem the other children if you want, fifteen million each."
For a moment, the corners of Zhen Beifeng and Jia Baosan's mouths twitched slightly. They were slapped in the face. The dignified demigod had been saying nice things for a long time and was only worth five million. Is the demigod's face so cheap?
But at this time, the two of them didn't care so much anymore. Even if they were slapped in the face by Ding Xiaoyi, as long as they could redeem these foreign students, they could lose their shame.
"Okay, okay, now we've decided. Do you think I should remit the money directly, or... cash?"
Zhen Beifeng said impatiently that if it was a remittance, he could get the money in just one minute with just one phone call.
If it's cash, it's a little more troublesome, but you can get the money together within a week at the latest.
"money transfer??"
Ding Xiaoyi was startled, and looked up and down at Zhen Beifeng, which made Zhen Beifeng feel uncomfortable: "Director Zhen, are you mistaken?"
"ah??"
Zhen Beifeng was also stunned. After a moment, he smiled again and asked: "Yes, yes, Beimang College is so rich. Naturally, it does not need money. What I mean is that we can use scarce treasure resources as collateral."
"Haha, there's no need to go to such trouble. There will be too many things, and I'm afraid my family's treasure house won't be able to fit them in. I'd better save the trouble."
Ding Xiaoyi's words made Zhen Beifeng look confused again. Fifteen million seemed like a lot, but if the scarce psychic materials were used to offset it, it wouldn't cost much.
Seeing that Zhen Beifeng had not guessed correctly, he could only take out a brand new Mingbi note from his pocket and put it in his hand, saying: "Fifteen million for one person, it's actually only fifteen hundred notes.
"
"Bang!" Hearing this, Zhen Beifeng's vision went dark, and he actually fell to the ground. He looked at the money in his hand with a horrified expression, and after a moment he screamed: "Kill me!!"
Nowadays, ghost money is becoming more and more popular, but only relatively speaking. The real situation is that ordinary people cannot have access to it.
Only the top rich and wealthy families like Zhen Beifeng can use it.
The price of a piece of underworld money is at least 100,000 yuan, so you may not even be able to get it.
After all, the money is so convenient. Whether it is smuggling, escaping, or even having an affair and being blocked at the door, a piece of money can resolve the crisis immediately.
Fifteen hundred Ming notes are equivalent to 150 million alliance coins.
He gritted his teeth and was able to take it out.
But this is the price of one person. To save all the other students from foreign lands, even if you invest all the money the Imperial College has earned over the years, it may not be possible.
Besides, even if they were willing to take out the money, how could there be such a large amount of money on the market for them to exchange.
It is estimated that by then, the exchange will not be much, and the price will be driven up to the sky by themselves.
This is not a lion opening its mouth wide, this is simply holding up the mouth of the abyss beast!!
"Oh, what are you talking about, Minister Zhen? Why should I kill you if you are so good? I'm just sorry, all the expenses in this school are settled in ghost money."
Ding Xiaoyi's invisible show of wealth made Zhenbei Fengqi's face twitch, and he got up from the ground after a moment: "Aren't you being too deceptive? How can you exchange so much money for it?"
In response to Zhen Beifeng's accusation, he nodded seriously.
"Yes, then... let's exchange it for technology. Didn't you get a lot of technology in a foreign land? It would be great to exchange it for hell money."
"HNM!" Zhen Beifeng was already pointing at Ding Xiaoyi in his heart, greeting this boy's eighteen generations of ancestors.
But on his face, he could only express his protest with silence.
When Jia Baosan saw this, he became more and more annoyed, but even a demigod would not dare to fall out easily in a place like this.
During the stalemate, Jia Baosan suddenly saw the college area in the distance, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Well, I have a compromise, why don't we have a gamble."
"bet?"
Ding Xiaoyi looked at Jia Baosan: "I'm not afraid of seniors' jokes. Since my grandfather's generation, my Ding family has basically been a gambling god."
When Sardar and Bitser heard his words, they rolled their eyes and complained in their hearts: "How can you die if you don't brag?"
Jia Baosan didn't know if Ding Xiaoyi was bragging, but when he saw him saying this, he naturally assumed that he agreed.
"In this case, we are all running schools, so we might as well have a game, win three out of five games, and use the number of people as the bet. If we win, we will take the people away. If we lose a game, we will pay the money on the spot and give away the movie "Exotic" cutting-edge technology.”
Sardar and Bitser looked at each other, thinking whether the bet was a good deal or not.
Ding Xiaoyi had already made the decision: "Okay, you will bring someone here in three days, and I will be here waiting for you."
"Can't you go to our place?" Zhen Beifeng muttered as he didn't like this place.
It's just that at this time, Ding Xiaoyi has ignored Zhen Beifeng's existence and completely regarded him as a transparent person.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Jia Baosan stopped staying any longer and waved goodbye to Ding Xiaoyi.
Then he and Bitser went down the mountain.
"Xiao Yi, are you too hasty?" After the two left, Sardar frowned and asked.
The quality of their students is obviously not good, but they dare to make such a request. It is obvious that they have some back-up plan.
How could he not know Sardar's worries?
It's just that he also has his own ideas.
"Winning or losing doesn't matter, why should we keep those losers and waste food?"
These foreign students were imprisoned in the dungeon, and Ding Xiaoyi would test the power of the messy rules on them from time to time, torturing these people.
But that's all. We can't kill them all. Except for a few culprits who deserve to die, the others are not worthy of death in all honesty.
Furthermore, this is a school, not a Shura field, and he doesn't want to kill anyone in the school.
So this time, I taught you a lesson and broke a piece of flesh on the Imperial College. The goal was almost achieved.
"But……"
Sardar wanted to say something else, but he patted his shoulder and said no more: "Old guy, the world is ours and yours, but after all, it belongs to those brats. Young people should be allowed to pretend... No
, come out and see the world."
With that said, he walked down the mountain, preparing to go to the park, quietly pick up this brat Ding Peng from school, and then go straight to Blood Sail Island to reunite with his mother.
Sardar was left alone, sitting in the pavilion, drinking wine and eating side dishes.
The gray hair on the temples had a few more wrinkles unknowingly.
Looking at the huge campus in front of me, I couldn't help but carefully savor Ding Xiaoyi's words just now, and opened my mouth for a moment: "Yes, the world is yours after all!"
"Hateful Ding Xiaoyi, this kid... hmph!"
In the car, Zhenbei Fengqi went crazy.
This kid is determined to take a bite out of their Imperial Academy.
Jia Baosan's face didn't look too good either.
But what I was thinking more about was a treasured place like Beimang College.
"What a wonderful place. If the Holy Lord can visit in person in the future, he will definitely build a palace here."
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhen Beifeng saw that he was silent and could only bite the bullet and whisper: "Mr. Jia, do you really want to bet?"
Zhen Beifeng was very worried that this gamble would cost them everything.
After all, the students at Beimang College are all geniuses among geniuses, and they have unique resources, so the quality of their teaching is outstanding.
Although he has great confidence in Imperial College, he is not confident enough to compare with Beimang College.
"Don't worry, I will contact other foreign lands and ask them to send the top leaders tomorrow to compete with the children in this academy!"
"Ah! If that's the case, that would be great. Leave everything to Mr. Jia!"
Jia Baosan waved his hand, saying not to worry, but turned his face with a cold look in his eyes.
There was something he didn't say, which was to take advantage of the opportunity to completely break the spirits of these unworthy little guys.
Otherwise, occupying such a good place and having such abundant resources, these students' high spirits will sooner or later become an obstacle to their arrival in a foreign land.
Thinking of this, Jia Baosan took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
It's a ghost phone.
"I'll contact you now. Hey, this little baby is still useful."
As he spoke, he did not forget to praise the ghost phone in his hand, which could directly connect to foreign lands, which saved him a lot of trouble.
"Haha, this thing really shines in Mr. Jia's hands. It's just a decoration in our hands. It just so happens that the school just purchased a lot of it not long ago, and we can't put it to use. We also asked Mr. Jia to help us put these things away.
It’s best to take out the things and distribute them to seniors from all walks of life.”
Zhen Beifeng said quickly, and said that this was also a big help from Jia Lao, otherwise these mobile phones would be left in the warehouse and eat dust.
"Okay, okay!"
Jia Baosan nodded, becoming increasingly optimistic about Zhen Beifeng. He picked up the phone and pressed the dial button.
"Beep...Sorry, your phone bill is in arrears, please renew."
Suddenly, Jia Baosan looked embarrassed. He just paid the phone bill yesterday, why is it gone today?
"Haha, maybe I forgot to hand it in..." With a casual explanation, Jia Baosan took out a piece of money, lit it, and followed a wisp of green smoke that flowed into the mobile phone.
"Ding dong!" A recharge text message suddenly popped up on the page.
[In view of the fact that your data has been used up this month, we have added 58 value-added data packages for you. Currently, the balance is 300,000 yuan. Please renew the bill as soon as possible. 】
"hiss!!"
Seeing this message, even a man as powerful as Jia Baosan couldn't help but curse: "Damn... it's so dark!!"