I don't know how many times I've emphasized this philosophical phenomenon of survival, but there are still many people who don't understand the implications.

The main meaning of this sentence is that no matter how big the camel is, it is dead, and the big one is undoubtedly worthless, and the horses are as thin as dogs, at least they still have a mouth.

The old dean and the nursing home are now like a dying camel, their humps are sagging, what's the use of keeping so much money? It's enough for them to eat a feast and live in a mansion, and the rest might as well vote for me. My Siman group and I are not skinny horses, but now we are like donkeys in heat, full of "dry" energy, constantly growing our own race and enriching our harem.

If you don't believe me, you can take a look at the industries under my control, including the health care product production and sales chain under the Siman Group, the overseas Yuanfei branch, the Little Hong Kong Fight Association and the Little Macau Leisure and Entertainment Company. In terms of cultural industry, it includes Hao's Tai Chi under the Hao's brand, Hao's cultural inheritance live broadcast platform, Hao's comprehensive technical school, and Hao's women's online interactive working group.

Two major IPs, 8 major industries, more than 4,000 formal and informal employees, and the audience and attention groups have reached globalization.

"In this context, I only ask your nursing home for a rebate of 25 million every month, do you think it is too much?!"

After a brainwash, the old dean's attitude has been completely reversed from the initial distress and unwillingness.

He said: "From the very beginning, my subconscious and rational mind told me that I can't listen to what you say, everything you say must be for the sake of tricking me, but in the end, my subconscious and reason are shaken, this is the so-called brainwashing, right?"

I snorted: "The facts are here, whether it is brainwashing or not can be judged for yourself through decades of experience in the rivers and lakes." But I still want to say that the money given to us is not a kind of abandonment, let alone to avoid disaster. Isn't your heart for Beitai? Isn't your heart sick for the supernatural organization? Comrade Dean, now that my wings have been full, my influence on Beitai alone has surpassed that of any supernatural organization, as long as it continues to develop, it will completely overwhelm the supernatural organization and let mankind regain control of the social order and mainstream civilization in Beitai.

The old dean's face was like ashes: "I... Will I ever see that day?"

"25 million a month, it's enough to choke ......"

"What about 40 million?!"

"It depends on your physical condition......"

"65 million for you?!"

"Look at the ...... of modern medical care"

"Why should I allocate some more from the reparations from Taiwan and make up 100 million for you?"

As soon as I grasped the hand of the old dean, who was trembling and compared a finger, I said excitedly: "If there is 100 million every month, I promise to hand in a satisfactory answer sheet before your birthday next year!

My little joke did not calm the old dean, and he excitedly commented on the hidden dangers and disadvantages of the rampant supernatural people, and talked about the deviation and lack of human faith and culture.

I agreed, and at the same time asked Oiran to draw up an agreement according to the old dean's attitude.

I prepared the agreement and the ink in my hands, waiting for the peak moment of his concept.

The old dean finally got to the point, and he slapped the table excitedly: "Do you say that this is the truth, yes! no!"

With the three words, he slapped the table three times, and I successively put the ink, the head of Party A of the agreement and the payment of Party A of the agreement to the position of his slap.

So he slapped it on the ink for the first time, and the last two times made two clear full-palm fingerprint handprints.

After the shooting, he realized that something was wrong, and looked at his red palm blankly, looking confused.

I rolled up the agreement that pressed the "fingerprint" and already had legal effect, handed it to Oiran to put it away, and then got up and said goodbye: "Then I won't disturb the old dean to rest, there are still a lot of things to deal with outside, and in the future, I will transfer the 65 million per month from the Beitai Technical School in small Macau, and I will transfer the remaining 35 million to the compensation from Little Taiwan or what, the first day of each month must be in place on time." I will make a copy of the agreement and send it to you along with the transfer method. ”

The old dean's palm, which was still looking at it, muttered: "Don't be in a hurry to go, sit down for a while......"

"No, no, I'll visit another day. ”

He continued to look at his hands: "Then I'll send you ......"

"Stay, leave. ”

After exiting the dean's office, I reverently drew a cross on my chest, and then recited Amitabha Buddha, praying for God's mercy and let the old dean live a few more years.

I said let's go, the 130 million below has to be dealt with.

The Wen brothers and Oiran said yes and followed to the elevator with a trembling voice.

"What's wrong with you?

Wen Erwolf smiled far-fetchedly: "Whoever sees the empty mouth and white teeth flickering for 100 million a month, everyone will tremble." ”

Oiran added: "In less than half an hour, even the agreement was in hand." ”

The big wolf trembled: "I want to pee ......"

I comforted them, "Don't worry, I won't fool you." Then I added solemnly: "As long as you don't betray me......"

Under my warning and deterrence, the two wolves of the Oiran, including Yiyangzhi, were all taken aback, and then their faces showed resoluteness and made up their minds to be loyal to me to the end.

The big wolf trembled again: "I peed ......"

After leaving the nursing home, I sent 20 groups of people to deposit the 130 million yuan into the newly built wealth management account at various branches of a bank on Baozi Street.

There was a small accident in this process, and the people who were sent out to deposit money were warmly received by the bank, which had a rule that VIPs with large deposits would be given gifts.

This time I had saved so much that the bank had to open the gift vault and give away everything I could.

So when I returned to the Little Macau Technical School, the plane on the car was hoisted, and the people on my shoulders carried it were all rice and white flour wall calendar washing powder.

When I entered the campus, I asked the school police leader to transport all these materials to the logistics department, and Xu Banghua, the vice principal who didn't know how long I had been waiting, asked me dumbfoundedly: "Where did you get all this?"

"Where did you get it, take it as a kickback. Saying that, I bypassed him and ran to the boys' dormitory: "I'll go back and pull out the locator first, and then report back to you~"

How can Xu Banghua rest assured, dismissed his entourage, and followed me to my room in the boys' dormitory.

I was inside the toilet, Xu Banghua was outside the toilet, and I used my internal force to force out the two locators in my stomach in advance.

Xu Banghua gently tapped on the door: "Classmate Naochun, how is the matter handled? I listened to the immediate briefing of the accompanying students of the student union, what do you mean by bringing the money out of the nursing home again?"

The student he said was following me and sneakily texting and reporting the news had already been dealt with by me, and I let Oiran have an affair with him, and it was estimated that it would not be long before he joined the sad spare tire group, which was the price of betraying me.

I struggled to speak when I was lucky, and I held my breath and said, "Yes! It's not important, huh~~~ The important thing is that the matter has been handled according to your expectations!"

"It's not very good for the spring classmates to digest it~" Xu Banghua smiled with him: "Is the agreement in hand? ”

The agreement was with the Oiran, and I asked her to write down the content of the compensation reduction and exemption of the small Macau technical school and the content of the old dean's promise to me.

"I've been en!huh~huh~huh~~!!I've asked Su Yun to make a copy!copy it and send it to your office to En'n!!ah~~"

"Okay, okay, did you pull it out?"

"Except for the locator, the others have come out, can you please stop bothering me!!"

After working hard for more than an hour, these two locators that should be well digested were not forced out, and it seems that high-tech products have a strong resistance to Xianxia Gongfa, just like the heart-piercing young lady is immune to the divine power of Buddhism.

I couldn't force the internal force, so I could only hope that it would be digested naturally, so I called Oiran and called the Wen brothers to meet in our classroom in Building 3.

When I arrived at the classroom, it was the end of the morning class, and when the students went to the cafeteria to eat, I asked the pig fairies to pack a few meals for me, and asked the head of the dormitory management department, Mr. Xinhua, to send a few bottles of confiscated wine, and then the fat lady opened the small stove.

The packed meals and small stove dishes were served on the table one after another, and the irrelevant personnel were dismissed by me, leaving only the trio to accompany me to eat.

In order to promote digestion, I threw off my cheeks and ate wildly, the Wen brothers accompanied me to eat and drink without heart and lungs, and Oiran reminded distressedly: "Teacher, you slow down, eating like this will cause problems with your stomach, especially the dark cuisine of the school, don't you usually never touch it, what's wrong today?"

I put a mouth full of tomatoes and fried bananas down with a bottle of beer: "I have two GPS trackers in my stomach, this is the biggest problem!

The dark food at school was tantamount to torture for me, and in the end I couldn't stand it anymore, and I felt sick to my stomach, so I covered my mouth and ran to the toilet, and when I got there, I threw up.

The accompanying trio was concerned outside the toilet: "Are you okay? It's good to spit out, what if you spit out the locator too." ”

My sad response: "I did spit it out~"

"Then you should be happy, why does your voice sound so sad?"

"Because I've used internal force to force the locator into the intestines before!vomit~~~~"