His throat was bitter, his throat was bitter, he pursed his lips tightly, and almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Yes, only I signed." ”

After the incident, the deans of the other six academies looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.

The financial department of Beidou informed him that the investment failed, and there was no one left for the loss of 300 million; Now they are holding documents and asking them for the land of Yuhengyuan.

But he didn't even know when that document got into the hands of others, let alone where he took out so much money.

He was honest all his life, and the most expensive suit he bought did not exceed 2,000 yuan; How is it possible to ask him to take out 300 million at once?

"Later, the senior management of Beidou repeatedly emphasized that I voluntarily gave up Yuheng Academy, and never mentioned who coaxed me to sign the guarantee letter in the first place." To this day, he still remembers the feeling of being alone, how much he trusted them, and how chilling he felt when he was betrayed.

I don't know if the wind and sand are blind, he suddenly felt a little choked, "Seeing that the situation was out of control, the group of Beidou people Shi Shiran jumped out; As long as I admit the debt of 300 million, then Beidou will allocate 300 million from the treasury to buy back Yuhengyuan. After waiting for the rest of the day, I will pay off the arrears, and then Yuheng Academy can start recruiting students again. ”

Half of his life's efforts came to naught in the chatter and laughter of others, and he didn't even know why the Beidou high-level officials set up such a situation against him.

Is it just because he doesn't want Yuheng to join them?

If that were the case, it would be too ironic.

Meng Yu nodded, and suddenly realized: "So...... Three years ago, Yuheng Academy was suddenly closed, and all the students under the door were filled into the Sixth Academy. ”

Hearing this, she suddenly felt that Weng Lao was also quite miserable.

Inexplicably, not to mention the debt, even his own students have become someone else's.

"Things have come to the point where I have to pay this debt whether I admit it or not. It's better to fulfill their hearts, at least they can change their promises. Although this hope seems to be just as slim. ”

However, it is better than them selling Yuhengyuan.

"Weng Lao." Meng Yu held an osmanthus cake, hesitated, and asked, "Then how much money have you paid back now?" ”

Saying the number is good for her to have a bottom in her heart, and she really hopes to be able to justifiably ascend to the door of Yuheng Academy and become a student of Weng Lao.

The student's hot gaze was like a thorn as thin as a cow's hair, piercing him to the ground, but he still swallowed his embarrassed emotions and stretched out three fingers towards Meng Yu with difficulty and hesitation.

Meng Yu was cautious, afraid that she would not guess correctly, and that she would hurt his self-esteem if she guessed wrong, so after thinking about it for a while, she reported a number: "...... Million? ”

It should be so much, but he used to be one of the three great masters of Beidou, even if he was forced to leave Beidou National Art, but it should be back to this number after three years.

However, Weng Kangshi felt that his brain hurt even more.

His knuckles contracted, and he slowly lowered his loess hand, and his voice was hoarse: "Three million." ”

This is the money he got by scraping together and selling his only house.

Now, he really has nothing but the yellow earth full of wind and sand behind him and this dilapidated little mud house.

- I really guessed wrong.

Meng Yu scratched his ears embarrassedly, always feeling that he had said the wrong thing.

(End of chapter)