100 million walk alone

Chapter 146 I Sponsor, Do You Mind?
Students like Fat Apprentice who are stupid and have a lot of money are hard to find, and a dozen are even more idiotic.

Yan Bingning can be said to be full of peaches and plums, and she has never had such a student.

Surprises are everywhere in life. She didn't wait for such a student, but unexpectedly realized her girlhood dream.

Who has never been young, Yan Bingning has also experienced the age of first love, and even chased sweet pet dramas.

At that time, she had a pure dream, that one day she would meet Ruyi Langjun, no matter what cultivation resources she liked, the hot man would only say one word: "Buy!"

By the time she was 25 years old, she knew very clearly that it was really a girl's fantasy, and real life is not like this.

At the age of 35, she understood the truth more intuitively, she still has to rely on herself.

When people do not hold out hope, there will be unexpected gains instead.

After walking out of the Mental Cultivation Pavilion where Snow Sword Immortal practiced, Fatty suddenly said, "Bingbing, does your school need sponsorship or something? It's better to have a larger amount, one billion or eight hundred million."

Yan Bingning gradually got used to the affectionate title of "Bing Bing", but she couldn't keep up with Fatty's brain.

Ask for sponsorship actively, and ask for a larger amount, what do you think?
In fact, the reason is very simple, Fatty is busy burning money at this stage.

[Consume 6 million krypton, and the phaseless sword body has been upgraded to level 16. 】

[Remaining Krypton: 6000 million. 】

After a wave of black-box operations, the krypton degree was not enough.

Of the 38 billion earned in the Footwashing City campaign, 18 billion was paid off for the Dongfu, and 10 billion was spent purchasing spirit stones, and the remaining 10 billion is currently unspent.

Fatty can't find anyone who can help him purchase spirit stones, so he has to find another way to convert the last 10 billion into krypton degrees.

As for donating money or sending money, he doesn't care at all, as long as it can increase krypton, it's OK.

"Bingbing, why don't you talk, your school doesn't need sponsorship anymore?" Seeing that Yan Bingning was in a daze, the fat man stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"Actually, there are sponsorship projects, but I don't want to use this method to solicit sponsorship because of our relationship." Yan Bingning still has principles.

"You think too much again. I practiced ice swordsmanship at Tianfu University. The old dean also said last week that I can get a master's degree in cultivation at my current level. It's hard for a junior high school graduate like me to get one." Highly educated, give back to my alma mater, and you still reject me, do you look down on me?" The fat man was angry.

"No." Yan Bingning said hastily: "If you really plan to give back to your alma mater, then let me tell you straight, the old dean proposed a 25-year project, which will be implemented with a sponsorship of 5 million yuan for a long time."

"2000 million per year, divided into two parts."

"Among them, 1000 million yuan is used to attract particularly top-notch students, such as provincial and municipal college entrance examination champions, to attract them to apply for Tianfu University through special recruitment scholarships."

"In this day and age, recruiting students also costs money, and the Ministry of Education will not allocate funds for this, so schools need to find their own way."

"The current situation is like this, the provincial college entrance examination champion, the annual scholarship is between 30 and 50; the municipal college entrance examination champion, the annual scholarship ranges from 10 to 20."

"Almost all the top 10 domestic universities attract high-quality freshmen through this type of scholarship."

"The other 1000 million will be used to subsidize poor students with excellent academic performance."

Fatty got excited when he heard this: "You can have this, you and the old dean have worked hard, I must support it."

"Wait." Yan Bingning was suddenly a little embarrassed: "The situation is like this, no one is willing to spend [-] million to sponsor this kind of project. Also, the old director said that whoever completes this project will take over from him. "

This time it was Fatty's turn to be unable to keep up with the train of thought: "Let me go over it first, it means that if I sponsor this project, you have to be promoted to dean, so why are you not happy at all?"

Yan Bingning blushed: "I can't tell. It happened too suddenly. I think it's a bit sloppy. It seems that I got all of this through disgraceful means."

The fat man immediately put on a serious face: "Bingbing, please remember the three chapters of the agreement you said at the beginning. The main purpose between us is for cultivation, and other things are business-like. If you don't accept this sponsorship, it means that you say one thing and do another. Did not keep our agreement."

This move uses the other's way to return to the other body, just like playing chess to conquer an army.

Yan Bingning could not refute.

Just like a certain exchange last night, you can't resist, you can only enjoy it.

Enjoyment accounted for 99%. She felt that her 15-year-old dream suddenly came true when she was in her 50s.

She couldn't refuse to sponsor her for [-] million yuan even if she didn't agree with one word. She had a kind of pissing nature of a domineering president doting on his wife. This kind of plot that can only be found in sweet pet dramas happened to Miejue Shitai.

Fatty's sponsorship did not stay overnight, and he went to Tianfu University that afternoon and completed a series of procedures.

The old dean and the other two deputy deans both came, the former was from ear to ear, while the latter two were full of envy and hatred for Yan Bingning.

The two vice presidents knew that at most September, when the new semester started, Vice President Yan would definitely remove the word "deputy".

After spending another 6 million, Fatty's accumulated krypton reached 6 million.

And to upgrade to Level 17 Phaseless Sword Body requires 7 million krypton degrees.

After he was done, he was sitting in Yan Bingning's office drinking tea, and he had a new idea: "Bing Bing, monks in the alchemy realm have to practice their natal magic weapon, do you have that kind of magic weapon?"

Yan Bingning was still engrossed in the old dean's entrustment, unable to calm down for a while: "I don't have a magic weapon."

The fat man became excited when he heard it: "How about we go to the auction house and want to buy a middle-grade magic weapon worth [-]-[-] million yuan, so we can make do with it?"

Four or five billion?
Middle-grade magic weapon?

Make do with it?
These keywords stunned Yan Bingning.

She has formulated a 50-year plan to save money to buy a low-grade magic weapon.

When she met such an inhumane man as Fatty, her plan seemed like a joke.

Happiness came so suddenly, Yan Bingning fell into an inexplicable emotion and screamed: "Don't!"

If it weren't for the good sound insulation in the office, people passing by outside would probably think that Miejueshi was too hard-pressed by the bully.

Fatty once again doesn't understand women's hearts, why does this teacher go crazy at the slightest disagreement?
Yan Bingning didn't go crazy, her eyes were moist, and her voice was choked up: "Don't be like this, don't be so nice to me, I'm afraid this is a dream, and it will be nothing after waking up."

The fat man understood this time, walked over and slapped Yan Bingning hard.

Yan Bingning was stunned: "What are you doing?"

The fat man looked serious: "Does it hurt, I'll ask you if it hurts?"

Yan Bingning replied subconsciously with one word: "Pain."

The fat man became more serious: "That's not a dream!"

Yan Bingning didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You just let me pinch myself, why are you beating me?"

The fat man said with a dark face: "Yan Bingning, you should be able to see that I'm not the kind of gentleman who never hits a woman. Others call me crazy. In the future, if you dare to talk about dreams, nothing, etc., I will I'll beat you up again!"

Yan Bingning was stunned when she heard the words, and the joy in her heart surged wildly.

Ever since she met the cold and domineering Snow Sword Immortal, she subconsciously longed to meet an equally domineering man who could completely control her.

Now this kind of scene has appeared, one thing drops one thing.

It's so domineering and unreasonable, but... I like it!

This is Yan Bingning's truest thought, she will not say such a shameful true thought.

Without thinking, she fell into a literary state and squatted down.

The story of literature and art is always a poem: 24 bright moonlit nights on the bridge, the next sentence is not allowed to be written.

(End of this chapter)