Ning Mengyao looks at Tong Jin playfully and says, "I'm only agreeing now. Don't you think it's too late? Don't say this until you want my life. Do you think my wife's life is important, headmaster Tong, or the money is important? "
Tong Jin has a headache. He knows that Ning Mengyao won't let it go like this: "what does that lady mean?"
"I want the Qinglin sect to be so simple. How did you calculate tongbaozhai at the beginning, I will give it back to you double." Ning Mengyao said coldly.
Tong Jin's face changed: "Mrs. Qiao is too strong." How is it possible that the whole sect is asked for by this opening?
Ningmengyao shrugged: "I'm just talking to you, not to discuss with you. I'm not going to investigate too much after such a long time, but some people don't know what to do."
If Tong Rui doesn't do anything to her, then it doesn't matter if she extorts from Qinglin school and releases people. It's a pity that some people just can't see the reality.
Is this money rare to her? She makes more than that in a year.
Tong Jin's face slightly changed, and the old man's face on the edge also changed very ugly.
"Isn't it true that there's no turning around in Mrs. Joe's case?" Tong Jin asked not to give up.
Ning Mengyao points her cheek with one hand, and then looks at Qiao Tianchang, who has been sitting on the edge without opening his mouth: "Tianchang, what do you say?"
"No, if you dare to fight us, you have to pay a price." Qiao Tianchang said in a cold voice. His momentum was released. The whole hall was pale and his martial arts were weak. He was forced to vomit blood.
Tong Jin now understands that people don't pay attention to the money at all. They just give it up.
"Here General Qiao, the little girl is young here... "
"Young? Tong Rui is sixteen years old. A girl who can marry is still called young. How old is that Ning Mengyao said with a smile, but his eyes were cold.
"Isn't Mrs. Joe really reconciled?" Tong Jin asked with a headache.
Ning Mengyao looks at Tong Jin thoughtfully: "do you want to reconcile?"
"Yes." As soon as Tong Jin saw that there should be a door, he nodded.
Ning Mengyao looked at Tong Jin and said, "fifty million liang of gold."
People's faces suddenly changed when they heard it. Ten million Liang is not good for them, but fifty million Liang It's too hard.
"Mrs. Joe, you are Our lives. "
"Your life? What did the original 10 million Liang mean to tongbaozhai at that time? You are very clear. At that time, 10 million Liang was almost all the funds available to tongbaozhai. Now I am only treating people in their own way. How can you not stand it? " Ning Mengyao asked sarcastically.
At that time, the Qinglin school was also a small school. But these years, with the help of the ten million yuan, after more than ten years of development, they have already got a certain scale. Now, what's the difficulty for them to return what they got from tongbaozhai?
"Mrs. Qiao, what's the difference between 50 million yuan and you and our Qinglin sect?"
Ningmengyao nodded: "naturally, there is a difference, because if you give 50 million yuan, you still have schools and shops. If you don't give it, you have nothing, and you may die. It's a very cost-effective business, isn't it?" Ning Mengyao said quietly.
The expression on Tong Jin's face was very ugly. After watching Ning Mengyao for a long time, he asked, "are you sure tongbaozhai will not suppress us after we take out the money?"
Ning Mengyao nodded casually: "No."
Tong Jin once clenched his teeth: "well, I hope Mrs. Qiao can speak and count."
"Now that I have agreed, I will not use means, because none of you can stop me if I want to play with means."