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Chapter 389 I don't want to be your drag

"Boy, do you know the concept of one million?" Zhao Feng asked with a sneer.

Liu Mang added: "Even if you earn 10,000 yuan a month, even if you don't eat or drink, you still have to work for a hundred months to earn back. This is not the interest. If you don't pay it back, is it worth it?"

Upon hearing this, Su Li noticed that Liu Gui's eyes suddenly fluctuated, and then changed from firmness to disdain. He said, "At worst, I can borrow it from my parents and relatives, and it's not that I don't pay it back. Theirs are not mine."

As soon as these rather unfilial words came out, Liu Mang and Zhao Feng were stunned, and then sneered, not seeing that Liu Gui's three views were so incorrect. On the contrary, although they were moved by this money and wanted to give up participating in the college competition, it was also for the better quality of their families' lives.

In order to play the game without worries in the future.

They were a little ashamed at first, but now they were completely relieved. Yes, they are still young, why can't they get along with money?

As for the sponsorship of Silver Plains, the top three teams ranked 800,000, and the quarterfinals were only 1 million, and the five people were evenly divided by 1 million. This is completely different from the current 1 million you can get alone.

Moreover, whether you can score in is still the same thing.

Thinking of Zhao Feng, he said, "Okay, we can also be considered as the same e-sports department. How come we can't be so beautiful? I'll give up my position to you, but we must draw up a contract in advance and pay one million within three years! If the interest is interest, I won't take advantage of you, and I will convert it to you at the minimum interest!"

Liu Gui nodded expressionlessly.

Zhang Yiu was anxious and said, "You are crazy. This is one million. Why did you pay it back within three years? I don't know your family situation. I want to clear it back three years ago and sell the house!"

"Then sell the house!" Liu Gui said firmly.

Zhao Feng and Liu Mang couldn't bear to look at him. This was really a prodigal son who was dependent on his parents and ignored his family in order to play the game.

"It seems that there are only four places left, where are you?"

The young man's eyes swept towards Su Li, Ye Zhenlong, Liu Mang and Lan Lin.

Ye Zhenlong kept silent and lifted a black box. Liu Mang felt relieved. Then he also picked up one of them, and then signaled Lan Lin.

Lan Lin took a step back.

Liu Mang was stunned and said, "What's wrong? This is a good opportunity. With this money, Team Ye can form another team. At that time, both the training environment and the quality will be much better than it is now."

"Zuli, what do you think?"

Lan Lin's eyes fell on Zu Li.

Zu Li did not answer, but asked Emperor Chu: "How much is the sponsorship fee for entering the finals?"

"5 million." Emperor Chu replied with a faint smile.

Zu Li nodded, looked at Lan Lin, and smiled and said, "Since 5 million is waiting for us at the end, why should we leave?"

Lan Lin's originally tense face suddenly stretched out, and a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Gui's mouth.

"you……"

Liu Mang wanted to say something, but Ye Zhenlong pulled it down.

He looked at Lan Lin deeply, then fell on Su Li and Liu Gui, especially Liu Gui. He looked at him carefully several times as if he had never known him before, and then said, "Thank you, I know that you said those words to make us no longer feel guilty after making such a decision. Thank you."

Ye Zhenlong said it sincerely, and a trace of emotion appeared on Liu Gui's face. He didn't expect that Ye Zhenlong could see that his words were intentional.
Chapter completed!
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