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Chapter 360 I just want money(2/2)

You can check, sign, and complete a system of contract text operations on it, which is hundreds of years more advanced than our second-generation certificates.

Moreover, by showing this card, you can verify your identity, blood type, family, savings, transactions, graduation certificate, medical treatment, employment, further education and other important information.

It can be said that Star Fantasy Empire has achieved one card.

"Contact the Fighting Department and ask them to select a tenth-level boxer." Zhan Piaoliu said to the clerk Zhu Gong.

"I think Zhou Chuandong is more suitable," Zhu Gong said.

"Then it's Zhou Chuandong." Zhan Piaoliu said.

"Lao Zhan, you really think highly of this newcomer Tang Wen.

He actually transferred Zhou Chuandong, one of the top six boxers among the tenth-level boxers, to what else?

But it’s good that you save money for me, otherwise, I will have to pay five million in compensation." Wang Xiao said sarcastically.

"I'm being polite to him by not picking a top ten boxer from the top three. Who told him to be ignorant and pick a boxer from my boxing gym?" Zhan Piaoliu sneered.

"Let's go to the fighting gym." Wang Xiao said.

"Please!" Zhan Piaoliu stretched out his hand. Hearing that someone was fighting, he was still a newcomer. Suddenly, the office hall was filled with excitement.

This matter spread very quickly. When Tang Wen arrived at the fighting hall, he found that tens of thousands of people had already surrounded the ring.

"Yeah! This time I made a huge profit for that guy Zhan Piaoliu." Wang Xiao said angrily as he walked away.

"Yes, Tang Wen is a newcomer and has no fighting experience. In addition, Zhou Chuandong is the one appearing, so he will definitely lose.

At that time, the Imperial Boxing Gym won’t have to spend a penny.

But you see, there are more than 10,000 people, and the ticket fees alone are five to six million, making a profit." Zhang Qian, deputy director of the General Affairs Office of the City Guards Boxing Gym, said with envy.

"If Tang Wen wins by luck, haha, the Imperial Boxing Gym will lose all his pants." Wang Xiao said with a smile.

"Of course, when the time comes, half of the tickets will go to the winner, plus a bonus." Zhang Qian responded.

"If he wins, all the ticket sales will belong to him." At this time, Zhan Piaoliu turned his head and sneered with contempt.

"You have to keep your word." When Tang Wen heard this, he thought, yes, there is also a ticket commission. For more than 10,000 people, a ticket costs 500 yuan per person.

That's more than five million, plus the bonus of four million, plus the five million from Chengwei Boxing Gym.
Chapter completed!
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