MTL - The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack-Chapter 540 I owe you twice

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Chapter 540 I owe you twice

 Once the men left, they did not stay for a long time and left one by one.

Wu Dongli looked at the two white walls that had been painted, frowned and said, "Didn't you agree that I would paint the walls after the award ceremony is over?"

 It's obviously his problem.

Gu Weimian raised the corners of his lips, looked at Wu Dongli's serious face, and became a little interested in teasing him, "Then you owe me one."

Wu Dongli nodded, then shook his head, "No, I owe you twice."

 He said, turning to look at his father, "Dad, give me the money."

Wu Yezhou was stunned for a moment, "Give me money?"

 He glanced at Gu Weimian again.

 Is this progress a little too fast?

The two of you haven’t confirmed your relationship yet, right?

 “How much?”

Wu Dongli tilted his head and thought for a moment, "One million?" He shook his head as he said that, "Ten million, maybe!"

 Wu Yezhou's expression changed, "Ten million?!"

He glanced at Gu Weimian, and looked at Gu Weimian up and down with a pair of experienced eyes.

The little girl looks quite ordinary, but her skills are quite powerful. She has a big appetite, and she can earn 10 million in one mouth.

 Does she know what 10 million means?

Has she seen ten million?

 Still think that money in the hands of rich people is so easy to get?

Wu Dongli glanced at his son indifferently and said, "Dad, I'll find you a more beautiful one next time."

 Wu Dongli: “…”

 He ​​glanced at Gu Weimian quickly and scolded Wu Yezhou for his dirty thoughts, "Where did you think you were! It was Gu Weimian who helped me solve a problem about the engine you have been developing."

 The tips of the ears are red.

 He concentrated, "Her plan is definitely worth 10 million."

Wu Yezhou was stunned for a moment, glanced at his son, and then at Gu Weimian who was not far away.

 After a few seconds, he laughed and said, "I admit that this little girl has good math skills, but do you think she can solve my problem?"

 Isn’t this a joke?

Wu Dongli nodded seriously, "Yes, she looked at the first power problem of DL's new engine for only one minute and came up with a design to improve the propeller in the wing. She built a mathematical model on the spot and I saw the plan. It works."

Wu Yezhou didn’t believe it.

 So easy, then why did he spend 100 million to hire those experts?

 If you can’t solve the problem after spending money, just ask Gu Weimian!

 He shook his head helplessly, looked at Gu Weimian, smiled, but his eyes were cold, "Anyway, thank you for today."

He said and handed over a card, "This is an anonymous memory card. There are half a million in it. It's..." He paused slightly and glanced at the whitewashed wall. "It's a thank you for your hard work." Well, count it as our farewell.”

Wu Dongli frowned tightly, "It's not half a million!..."

Jiang Jingchen interrupted him with a smile, "Mr. Wu, there is no need for the five hundred thousand. It is fate that Gu Weimian is willing to solve the problem for the other young master, but this fate ends here, please don't worry."

Wu Dongli may not understand what Wu Yezhou meant, but he saw it clearly.

Wu Yezhou obviously regarded them as beggars and wanted to send Gu Weimian away with 500,000 yuan, and would not allow Gu Weimian to approach Wu Dongli in the future.

 The two men looked at each other, with perfunctory smiles on their faces.

Wu Yezhou nodded: "Then I won't be polite?"

 Speaking, he put the card back into his wallet.

Wu Dongli’s face darkened: “Dad!”

Good night~

Today I was feeling a little down, but I was cured when I saw the warm words from some babies.

Zhaozhao is not a person who is good at words, and rarely speaks out loud.

I personally like the plot of "Osay". If you are a reader who has followed the whole book, you will be able to tell that I was planning to write this plot from the beginning.

I’m very happy that someone likes me, thank you.

It’s you who warmed up the boring and cold time when I was writing a book.

  

  

 (End of this chapter)