Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Black Shop

"Isn't that president going to die of being so fond of giving generously?"

Ming Dynasty interjected, his father taught him since he was a child that there is no free lunch in the world, so the purpose of the president of the Scarlet Brotherhood is definitely not pure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"What's your rank?"

Yang Xing could hear the sarcasm in these words, and originally wanted to spray back, but he found that it was the Ming Dynasty who spoke, and his confidence was insufficient, so he quickly changed the topic, no way, he knew that this guy was a psychopath, and his strength was very strong, and he didn't want to provoke.

"Middle Stage of the Forging Body Realm!"

Cao Chusheng is full of expectations.

"Huh, so low?" Yang Xing frowned: "There is a rule in the guild that the new members recruited must at least be at the peak of the Forging Body Realm. ā€

"How can you help!"

Cao Chusheng smiled, took the wine bottle from the waiter's hand, and poured it for Yang Xing.

"It's not easy!"

Yang Xing's brows furrowed deeply, but the speed of eating vegetables was not slow.

"Brother Yang, I know that you have a big face, can you help him?"

Wei Tong Gang Tone.

"Well, that's on me. Yang Xing finally nodded: "However, you may have to pay some more dues." ā€

"Dues?"

Cao Chusheng was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise, the president will arrange for someone to help, so he can't post the money himself, right?"

Yang Xing took it for granted.

"That's right. ā€

Cao Chusheng recognized and asked nervously: "How much?"

"Five thousand?"

Yang Xing didn't know.

"What?"

The chopsticks in Cao Chusheng's hand almost fell off, so much, just kill him.

"Oh, who made you have a low rank, if it is the peak, it will only cost three thousand yuan, and in the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, it will be even less, only one thousand yuan. ā€

Yang Xing explained: "If you are in the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm, the president will also give you a subsidy. ā€

"This classmate Yang, I look at the Scarlet Brotherhood, as long as you pay the money, you can enter, right?"

The Ming Dynasty ridiculed, the brotherhood made it clear that it was taking the opportunity to make money, and Cao Chusheng's meal money was spent in vain.

"Then you're going to try?"

Yang Xing looked disdainful, but his heart was chuckling, because the Ming Dynasty was right, the threshold for the Scarlet Brotherhood is very low, and you can join as long as you pay the membership dues.

Wei Fan raised his head, glanced at Yang Xing, and did not speak.

"Eh, this lobster is good, let's try it. ā€

Yang Xing beckoned his companions, and when he saw Cao Chusheng's hesitation, he immediately gave him a vaccination: "Don't worry, I'll tell you another secret, our president, but Ji Wuxian." ā€

"What? Isn't he one of the alternate heroes of Beijing University?"

Jiang Zhenghong, who had been eating with his head bored, looked stunned.

"Haha, scared, right?"

Yang Xing took a sip of wine proudly.

"That's amazing!"

Wei Tong sighed.

There are only ten Yingjie, so other very outstanding students are called alternate Yingjie, although there is no official recognition, but it also means that everyone recognizes their strength, and there is a possibility of impacting Yingjie's position.

The number of these candidates is very small, and almost all of them are in the major prestigious schools.

"Poof, it's been a long time, and I'm a waitlist!"

Ming Ming burst out laughing.

"What do you mean? At least you're not even a Beijing college student now!"

Someone didn't like it and questioned the Ming Dynasty.

"It's not interesting, I just look down on Ji Wuxian, don't mention Bai Yihan, if you want to say that the president is the ninth heroic Guan Qiubai, I don't know if I'm still a little interested in joining. ā€

The Ming Dynasty despised it.

"Okay, don't argue, everyone is a candidate, the same trench. ā€

Yang Xing came to eat, but he didn't want to quarrel, and no one paid the bill in the end.

"If ......" Cao Chusheng licked the corners of his mouth: "I said that if, if I am not admitted to Beijing University, will the membership fee be refunded?"

Yang Xing's expression was entangled for a moment, this question is so stupid, who is stupid, will give you a refund, but you can't say that, so he gave a little brother with dyed yellow hair a look.

"Isn't the goal of our membership just to be admitted to Beijing University?" Huang Mao explained: "All members of the same period will cooperate sincerely in the examination. ā€

"That's right, the annual assessment is not alone, sometimes you need to form a team to better pass. ā€

"The scale of the assessment is too large, and the teachers are not enough at all, so there will be Beijing University students to help, if you meet the same meeting, although there is no way to cheat, but give us some convenience, you can improve some success rate. ā€

"The Scarlet Brotherhood has a lot of energy in Kyoto, so in short, be prepared. ā€

Yang Xing's friends gossiped about the benefits of membership.

Cao Chusheng looked at Wei Fan and hesitated.

"You're only in the middle of the term, and to be honest, it's almost impossible to get into Kyoto, but if you join the fraternity, you will increase the likelihood. ā€

Yang Xing's words completely hit Cao Chusheng's weakness.

"Okay, then I'll join. ā€

Cao Chusheng gritted his teeth, isn't it 5,000 yuan, and he can earn it by working a few more jobs.

"Okay, then give me the money tomorrow. ā€

Yang Xing licked the corners of his mouth and looked at Wei Fan: "What about you?"

"I'm exempt!"

Wei Fan refused.

"Wei Fan, this opportunity is rare. ā€

Wei Tong strongly persuaded that he was also selfish, he had no friends, and he was always unable to integrate into Yang Xing's circle.

In the brotherhood, the more newcomers are absorbed, the higher they can climb, so Wei Tongcai is eager to help Yang Xingnaxin.

Of course, when Wei Fan and them came in, it can be regarded as his power.

"Nope. ā€

Wei Fan shook his head.

"Hey, who do you think you are? The Brotherhood is still begging you to enter, after this village, you want to join again, crying and shouting and no one will introduce you. ā€

Yellow fur sneered.

"If you see a group of people like you, give me money, I won't join. ā€

The Ming Dynasty pouted.

"How do you speak?"

drank too much wine, and they were all young people, and they were so squeezed by the Ming Dynasty that Huang Mao couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's what I said!"

The Ming Dynasty was unscrupulous.

"You're looking for a beating, aren't you?"

Huang Mao picked up the wine bottle.

"Alright, alright, let's eat, don't make noise!"

Cao Chusheng hurriedly dissuaded him, but he didn't want the atmosphere to stiffen.

"You didn't even take a few bites. ā€

Wei Fan diverted the topic, wanting to shut up the Ming Dynasty, his friends have paid so much, if he fails, it will be too cruel.

"Can you eat with this group of people?"

Ming Dynasty took a sip of tea and complained angrily: "Your friend has obviously been deceived, you don't care?"

"And what do you say I'll do?"

Wei Fan was helpless.

The Ming Dynasty thought about it, but if Wei Fan's concern was not good, he would be regarded by Cao Chusheng as unreasonable and delay his future.

After three rounds of drinking, Yang Xing's friends became noisy and enthusiastic, and they ate happily, completely treating this dinner as a party.

Not to mention Cao Chusheng, even Wei Tong wanted to interject several times, but he didn't have a chance, Jiang Zhenghong bowed his head vigorously and picked the most expensive one to eat.

The lights are blazing, and the night is filled.

"A few more fruit bowls!"

Yang Xing, who was full of wine and food, asked the waiter to serve some more fruits, if it weren't for the mess of cups and plates and clean eating, he still wanted to pack it and make it a breakfast.

"Let's check out!"

Cao Chusheng swallowed his saliva, hoping that the price would not be too high.

"Hello, it's 13,000 yuan in total!"

The foreman came and handed over the list.

"What?"

Hearing this amount, Cao Chusheng's back was immediately soaked with sweat, and he estimated that if he ate a thousand yuan, it would be up to the sky, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

The faces of the other candidates who were talking nonsense also became stiff.

"How can there be so many?"

Cao Chusheng muttered quietly.

"Please pay!"

The foreman pretended not to hear.

"Please let me look at the list!"

Wei Fan spoke.

The foreman handed it over indifferently, but the Ming Dynasty reached out first, took it, and browsed it quickly.

"Your food here is so expensive!"

The Ming Dynasty sighed.

"You don't look at our sign, the chefs in the store are all specially hired. ā€

The foreman explained.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm tired of eating Jinglou, and I haven't seen any more expensive dishes than yours here. ā€

The Ming Dynasty ridiculed.

"Then you go ahead and eat!"

The foreman joked and returned to the Beijing Building, which is the most luxurious hotel in Beijing, without identity, no matter how rich he is, he can't get in.

"The dishes are expensive, I can understand it, the black shop, but what's the matter with your prawn? An eighty-eight? Do you think it's a Nanhu jade shrimp?"

Ming Dynasty sneered, the plate of shrimp just now is said to have more than thirty, and this dish alone is thousands of yuan.

"We have a clear price, if you can't afford to eat it, you can not order it!"

The foreman explained.

"Yang Xing!"

The Ming Dynasty named names.

"What?

Yang Xing originally planned to stay out of the matter, but when the Ming Dynasty shouted, he couldn't pretend to be dumb, and the meal was indeed too expensive.

"No, I just watched this dish 88, not an 88!"

Yang Xing is also a plague exterminator in the Qi Refining Realm, although he can't forget it, but the time and price of a meal will not be mistaken.

The foreman gave an order and asked the waiter to bring the menu.

Yang Xing quickly swept down.

"No, this menu is wrong. ā€

The other candidates also stuck their heads over, and the prices of several dishes changed.

"You want to eat the overlord meal?"

The foreman's attitude has changed.

"No, it's your black shop. ā€

Yang Xing retorted.

"Hey, you have to be responsible for what you say. The foreman stared at Yang Xing coldly: "Do you know whose hotel this is?"

"Who?"

Huang Mao subconsciously asked.

"Hehe, you can inquire for yourself!"

The foreman was disdainful, she didn't even have to threaten to report the candidates' eating of the overlord meal to Shanghai Beijing University, as long as she brought up the owner of the hotel, she could settle everything.

"Brother Yang!"

Cao Chusheng's voice trembled, more than 10,000 yuan, his family can't spend so much in a year, if he lets his mother know, he will have to die of anger.

"Don't worry, I'll say. ā€

Yang Xing swallowed his saliva, he had already made up his mind to eat and drink, and there was no psychological pressure to spend more than a thousand, but this amount was too much.

"Sir, your fruit bowl!"

The waiter serves the food.

"Well, not yet. ā€

Yang Xing came to the foreman's side and quietly sniffed the smell of perfume: "Can you go out and talk?"

"Good!"

The foreman is as good as a stream.

"It's too expensive, give it a discount!"

As soon as Yang Xing came out of the box, the expression on his face softened, ready to be soft first and then hard.

"No way. ā€

The foreman shook her head, although she had complimented these candidates, but nine out of ten of them were going to fail, so there would definitely be no chance to deal with them in the future, so slaughtering was a meal.