"There's nothing to discuss. At most, for Brother Hua's sake, I'll just give you a 70% profit." Deng Juebao didn't see any use value in He Kunliang, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.
"What, there is still interest!" Upon hearing this, He Kunliang was so anxious that he almost jumped up. He didn't know how long it would take to pay off the 100,000 mid-grade Holy Spirit Stones, and with the huge interest, he might never even think about paying it back in his lifetime.
"Have you ever heard of someone who borrows money without interest?" Deng Juebao said coldly. He was still thinking about where to make up for the loss, how could he give He Kunliang face, anyway, they didn't know each other well.
"Deacon Deng, let's be friends anyway, or save the interest?" For the first time in his life, He Kunliang begged for help in a low voice, so aggrieved that his voice was crying.
"A friend is a friend, and a business is a business." Deng Juebao didn't give him any face at all, and he didn't even bother to turn his head, and just threw him on the back of the head.
"Master Hua, why don't you help me settle the debt first." Seeing this, He Kunliang knew that it was useless to tell him, so he could only say to Hua Qianfeng almost begging.
"Master He, I really want to help you, but my Hua family has only a little wealth, and now I can't help it." Hua Qianfeng spread his hands and said to He Kunliang.
"Master Hua, I did all these things to help you." He Kunliang said angrily.
If it wasn't for hugging Hua Qianfeng's thigh, how could he have ended up in this kind of situation, and now he has a bad debt, but Hua Qianfeng just dismissed it with a word of helplessness. He Dayuan Shi was hurt, really hurt.
"When you talked about dividing the money earlier, you didn't say you were helping me, but you agreed to share it among the four. Now that you have lost your money, you said you were helping me and asked me to help you pay off the debt. How can there be such a thing in the world? Reason?" Hua Qian sneered.
Seeing Hua Qianfeng's indifferent expression, He Kunliang finally understood that he had been completely abandoned by Hua Qianfeng. The so-called thigh hugging was just his own wishful thinking. Others didn't take him seriously at all. Just use it.
He Kunliang was lost and desperate again, standing there in despair, tears began to spin. Dazed and helpless, he looked around unconsciously, and suddenly saw Zhang Qingsong walking down the auction stage. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he quickly walked up to him.
"Your Majesty the City Lord is bothering you. There is something I want to discuss with you." He Kunliang said urgently to Qingsong.
"You don't have to be polite about the history of He Yuan, just speak up if you have something to say." Zhang Qingsong said.
One is the lord of Yidao City, and the other is the history of Yiqixing Academy. Even if they are not familiar with each other, at least they recognize each other.
"Didn't we pay a lot of commission for the previous auction? Can you give us some back?" He Kunliang rubbed his hands and said.
"He Yuanshi, I'm afraid this is against the rules." Zhang Qingsong frowned.
"I'm not saying to return all of them, as long as there is more than one hundred thousand." He Kunliang said.
"It's not a question of how much, it's about the rules that cannot be broken. If the rules are broken, how can we continue this auction? He Yuanshi, other things are easy to talk about, so don't mention this matter again." Zhang Qing shook his head. Shaking his head, he said firmly.
"Zhang Qingsong, I am also the history of Seven Star Academy, you don't even give me this little face?" Seeing that Zhang Qingsong didn't give him any room for negotiation, He Kunliang was furious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com