Looking at the one hundred thousand yuan, the Zhou family and his son were a little dumbfounded.
No matter how big Zhou Tu's business is, it's not easy to spend 100,000 yuan at any time.
When Zhou Junqiang thought that he could get the 100,000 yuan just by cleaning the house, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.
Zhou Tu saw the look in his son's eyes and secretly yelled something bad.
He directly stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Junqiang, and said angrily to Ye Hong: "Who do you think my son is, you want a dignified county champion to do chores like sweeping the floor for a mere 100,000 yuan
What's more, my son's scholarship alone is worth 100,000 yuan. Why do I need your little money? "
Zhou Junqiang, who was behind Zhou Tu, thought so and gave up the idea of agreeing.
But those eyes still glanced at Ye Hong and the bag in his hand from time to time.
Ye Hong smiled and turned the entire bag upside down.
With a crash, the money in the bag kept falling to the ground like a flood.
Soon, a mountain of banknotes appeared in the crowd.
"Gudu—"
The sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing around.
At this time, even those people in the square were attracted.
Countless pairs of eyes that were so green that they were almost red were staring at the mountain of money at Ye Hong's feet.
"Here is one million. As long as you clean the toilets in my store for two months, it will all be yours. How about it?"
The corners of Ye Hong's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice was like a black hole, causing the consciousness of those around him to spin, as if they were about to be sucked in.
The positions that Ye Hong is recruiting for, from waiters, to floor sweepers, to toilet sweeps, the environment has been getting worse and worse.
But the money given increased one liter after another.
Zhou Junqiang's breathing was rapid, his head went blank, and he stared at the money on the ground.
Zhou Tu no longer wanted to continue persuading him. Even he felt moved by the millions.
Having lost his ability to think, he even forgot the idea of continuing to compete with Ye Xiao.
Of course, even if he wants to compete now, he is unable to do so.
Look at this man's son, he just throws away a million and wants to hire his son to clean the toilet.
What the hell is there to compare with
Seeing that Zhou Junqiang had not spoken for a long time, the people around him began to mutter.
"This handsome guy, he doesn't want me anymore!"
"Yes, yes, I can clean your toilet for a year!"
Zhou Junqiang suddenly saw so many competitors, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Don't fight with me, this money is mine!"
His eyes were red, and he swooped towards the mountain of money at Ye Hong's feet.
"I promise you!"
But unexpectedly, halfway forward, he was kicked away by Ye Hong.
In his shocked eyes, Ye Hong slowly put the money back into the bag.
He looked at the Zhou family father and son indifferently, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I regretted it.
I would rather hire some down-to-earth employees than spend this million on you two losers. "
Zhou Turu was struck by lightning and stared at Ye Hong, so angry that his teeth almost broke.
Zhou Junqiang sat slumped on the ground, his eyes blank.
The father and son were emotionally excited for a long time. It turned out that Ye Hong had been treating them like monkeys? !
Ye Hong packed his money bag, a hint of amusement flashed in his cold eyes.
"Sorry, what I did today was just to prove one thing -"
Ye Hong scanned the people around him and said calmly: "I just want everyone to know that the so-called county champion is nothing more than this."
The surroundings suddenly fell into petrification, and everyone looked at the young man in the field stupidly.
For this, you can just spend a million
At this moment, although there was no halo on his head, in the hearts of everyone he was far nobler than Zhou Junqiang, who looked completely lost.
"Ding! Counter-comparison is successful, competitiveness +1!"
"Ding! Cultivation of people's hearts, enlightenment ability +1!"
(End of chapter)