Chapter 860 Borrowing Money

He Qiming was attending class quietly at first, when he suddenly heard the phone ringing, he was startled and shivered.

But before he had time to do anything, the old professor who was teaching above cast a slightly fierce look at him.

"Hang up the phone."

The old professor said coldly that he didn't like the voices that disturbed his lecture.

A look of displeasure flashed in He Qiming's eyes.

Ever since Ye Ziheng helped him kill his elder brother He Qiguang, he became the only rightful heir of the He family. Coupled with the support of Ye Ziheng's friend status, he quickly gained the attention of the entire martial arts community in Hengshui City. They all ran over to curry favor with him, and for a moment, he had a faint feeling of becoming the king of Hengshui City.

Those who know him almost all know that he is still in school, and he hates people calling him during class. Since he became the first heir of the He family, this is the first time he has been in school. Received a phone call during class.

He Qiming sighed, suppressed the anger in his heart, took out his mobile phone to turn it off, and glanced at the caller.

But this glance was fatal, He Qiming suddenly realized at this moment that the person who called him turned out to be his boss. The boss who had no contact for four years.

He Qiming was so ecstatic that he didn't care about the professor's reminder just now, and went out with his mobile phone to answer the call.

Seeing this, the professor felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and threw the textbook to the ground violently, saying angrily.

"It's against you!"

But after finishing speaking, he bent down to pick up the textbooks on the ground, and then began to speak for the students who were still present.

...

"Hey boss, is that you?"

He Qiming's excited voice came from Ye Ziheng's mobile phone, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Yeah, I didn't bother you."

"No, no, boss, what did you say? How could you disturb me by calling me?"

"Well, we are both brothers, so I won't talk nonsense, I want to borrow some money from you."

As soon as these words came out, He Qiming over there was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, with a little questioning look on his face.

Ye Ziheng is a warrior. Warriors have always paid little attention to things like money, and they absolutely regard money as dung. His elder brother has such a high level of cultivation. How can it be possible that he can't get what he wants? Still want money.

For a moment, He Qiming was full of doubts about the person on the other side of the phone who claimed to be his elder brother.

"Who the hell are you? I'm a martial artist, but no one will take money seriously. What's more, my elder brother and you are so powerful. He shouldn't need money."

Hearing He Qiming's words, Ye Ziheng was stunned suddenly, he obviously didn't have He Qiming who would say that.

But after thinking about it carefully, he thinks he is right. He really didn't value money too much. After all, it is something outside of the body, and in the world of martial arts, money can't be exchanged for anything, so for warriors, money can be said to be the least important thing. After using the thing, the paper feels hard when wiping the buttocks.

Regarding the question He Qiming asked, Ye Ziheng was also very helpless, with a dumbfounding expression on his face, and he didn't know what to say to him.

(to be continued)