Chapter 15 Money Is Not that Easy to Get

After thinking this through, Mo Qiong was speechless.

Some hormones in the human body are even specifically used to transmit biological information about sex, which is to attract the opposite sex. This part is called pheromone.

These pheromones were originally naturally emitted, but because of the ability, they are now all concentrated on one person...

Obviously, Yang Zhi received this concentrated charm because of his close-range hit.

Physiology affects emotions, making her impulsive towards Mo Qiong, and then much more enthusiastic than before.

This is because her boyfriend is right next to her. If the two were alone and only "soaked" in his pheromones, Yang Zhi would probably be more bold and proactive.

"Verify it?"

At this moment, everyone was watching the show, and the girls from the dance club were on the stage.

He picked a girl at random and started staring at her.

At first, there was nothing, but after a while, the girl who was spinning on the stage suddenly stared at him.

Obviously, among the many audiences below the stage, Mo Qiong was not outstanding and distinctive.

But she was, in the crowd, and couldn't help but take a second look.

One look, one look, and another, she seemed to be immersed in a certain feeling.

During the whole dance, almost every time she had a chance to look down the stage, she would sneak a peek at Mo Qiong. No matter how she turned around, when she finally turned back, her sight still fell on Mo Qiong.

Seeing this, Mo Qiong simply stared straight into the girl's eyes.

Under the girl's graceful dance, she and Mo Qiong looked at each other.

One on the stage, one off the stage, their eyes met.

After staring for a long time, the girl suddenly blushed, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After the dance was over, she lowered her blushing face and retreated behind the stage.

"It's true..."

Mo Qiong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. From the girl's reaction, it can be seen that he can really concentrate his hormones on one person...

He didn't believe that he had such great charm. Although he was tall, his appearance was average.

Obviously, with the help of hormones, the eyes of the lover are beautiful, and ordinary appearance will also be particularly attractive.

In her eyes, only Mo Qiong was particularly attractive to her, with a highly concentrated charm, while the others were like the background air, so... not taken seriously...

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The programs were one after another, and they ended at eight o'clock.

The rest of the time, it was time to eat, drink, and play games.

Familiar clubs would get together to play games to help younger students quickly integrate into the club atmosphere.

The rules were sometimes very simple, but in practice, with more than a hundred people interacting, the atmosphere would be very lively, and the more people there were, the more fun it was.

Some old-timers who didn't want to play would drink and chat on the side.

Of course, there were also some old-timers who were obviously tired of playing, but if they had ideas about a certain younger student, they would also get together to play.

Usually at this time, Mo Qiong would just find a place to nest, and the time for hustling would be gone.

But today, Wang Xiong led everyone to surround Luo Qing directly.

Luo Qing had just come over, still wearing a jersey, and his face darkened when he saw Wang Xiong swaggering over to the side and sitting down.

He had heard that the school team won the sports school in the afternoon, and it was still 4:0.

Isn't this ridiculous? Everyone knows how strong the school team is, and the jokes they use to mock the school team can be compiled into a collection.

For this reason, he made a bet with Wang Xiong without any worries. Wang Xiong is a bit straightforward. When he gets angry, he will not admit defeat even if he knows he will lose.

It was obviously a sure win for him, but who knew that the school team won?

If it was a small win, it would be fine. If they just gave him 50,000 yuan, they could still say that they were lucky.

But it happened to be a big win, crushing the opponent.

In the past, he always stepped on the school team, but now he has to give this 200,000, which is quite aggrieved.

Honestly give the money and admit that he made a mistake? All the inside and face are gone, which is not something Luo Qing is willing to accept.

"I will transfer the money tonight..." Luo Qing said.

Hearing this, Wang Xiong smiled proudly, and Mo Qiong, who was mixed in the crowd behind, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really poor. He had many ideas to make money in his mind, but he only had more than 100 yuan on hand. If he could get 20,000 yuan now, he could save a lot of time.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qing changed the subject and said, "When the time comes, you should write a report and ask the director for it. The reason is that you scored four goals, and each goal is 50,000 yuan."

"What? You won't give it to me directly?" Wang Xiong said angrily.

If the money is given to the school, what else can they do? That is the club funds. I don't know if I can use up the 200,000 yuan after graduation.

He has already said that the money will be shared by the ten people including Mo Qiong. After bragging and not getting the money in the end, Wang Xiong will not have the face to pretend to be the boss in front of everyone in the future.

The reason for the application is to get 50,000 yuan per goal. If he dares to write this reason, he will be the captain of the school team.

Han Dang and others looked at Luo Qing unkindly. This is too shameless. We are all classmates. Since we have gambled secretly, we have some credibility. He forced it to the teacher. He would rather donate the money to the club than to Wang Xiong. Is there any shame?

Mo Qiong in the crowd frowned. Seeing Luo Qing's calm expression, he felt that with Luo Qing's face, he would not do such a shameless thing.

Although it is in accordance with the rules, it will be despised in the student circle.

As expected, Luo Qing immediately said: "There is no way. I also want to give it to you directly, but I have heard countless people talking about this along the way. You told this to everyone, and I am helpless."

"We made a bet secretly. If I lose, I will just give you the money directly. But you insist on making it known to everyone. How dare I give you the money?"

"This is gambling. We are two student leaders and we are betting so much. If someone gets jealous and tells the director, you are not afraid of punishment, but I am afraid."

After hearing these words, Wang Xiong was dumbfounded.

Indeed, before he won, he didn't tell anyone about it, including Mo Qiong and other team members. After all, he felt that he was sure to lose, and he secretly regretted it after accepting the bet.

However, he won unexpectedly, and it was a big win. He was too proud. He felt that he finally raised his head and told people about it everywhere.

More than a dozen clubs knew that Luo Qing mocked the school team and lost 200,000 yuan.

He thought that this would make Luo Qing feel aggrieved, but Luo Qing used this to turn the tables and put Wang Xiong in a difficult position: It's not that I don't want to give it to you, you just make money quietly, but you insist on spreading it everywhere, so the money has to be donated to the school, anyway, it will be used for your club in the end.

Wang Xiong's momentum weakened, and he hurriedly said: "Just give me the money, and I will declare to the outside world that you didn't give the money. This bet is just a joke. Let's not let outsiders know about the actual transfer."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qing's face changed, and he said solemnly: "What a joke? Admit the bet and admit defeat. I must give the money. Two hundred thousand is ready!"

"I paid the money, but no one knows about it. Outsiders still think that I, Luo Qing, refuse to pay. Don't I have no face? You made this matter known to everyone, and finally got the money, but you still want to ruin my credit?"

Luo Qing's words were aggressive, and for a while, everyone in the basketball club next to him glared at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong's words were not authentic. He got the money and gained fame, but Luo Qing paid and broke his promise? How could such a thing happen?

"This..." Wang Xiong said anxiously: "Then what do you say we should do?"

As soon as these words came out, the initiative changed hands.

"It's over." Mo Qiong held his forehead in the crowd, shook his head helplessly and said secretly: "Wang Xiong, Wang Xiong, you are being led by the nose."

Sure enough, Luo Qing said: "How about this, the 200,000 yuan I sponsored to the club will remain unchanged, and I will personally give you another 200,000 yuan. This extra 200,000 yuan belongs to mutual help between classmates. It is our private matter and the school has no right to intervene."

Wang Xiong was stunned, and everyone thought: Luo Qing is rich. This is really a problem that cannot be solved without money.

"Okay!" Wang Xiong said, he agreed quite quickly.

Mo Qiong smiled bitterly in the crowd: Oh my god, Wang Xiong, is there such a beautiful thing? The extra 200,000 yuan is for nothing?

"My 200,000 yuan can't be for nothing?" Luo Qing said as expected.

"Uh..." Wang Xiong and the team members looked at Luo Qing to see what he would say.

Luo Qing said: "I gave the club 200,000 yuan and gave you 200,000 yuan, which is 400,000 yuan. Why should I pay 400,000 yuan? Did you score eight goals?"

"No..." Wang Xiong said.

Luo Qing said, "That's it. You scored four goals. Why should I pay for eight goals? The reason I paid the extra money is because you talked nonsense and messed things up. But why should I clean up your mess? Who knows if you deliberately talked about it and wanted to cheat me out of an extra 200,000 yuan?"

"If I get cheated out of 200,000 yuan by you, people will think I'm stupid and rich."

Wang Xiong said aggrievedly, "What do you want?"

Luo Qing smiled and said, "It's agreed that 50,000 yuan per goal. I will transfer the previous 200,000 yuan to the school. This is the money for four goals. If you want me to pay for eight goals, you have to make up the difference of four goals for me."

"But it's still early for the next game, and..." Wang Xiong was speechless. God knows how long it will take to score four more goals. Mo Qiong's state may not always be so brave. According to their team's previous performance, it will probably be next year when they score four goals in total.

Luo Qing said, "Don't worry, I don't want to delay. Football is too troublesome. Just pick five people to play basketball with us. As long as you score more than four goals, I will give you the 200,000 yuan. This is not gambling, it's just a game to enhance friendship between classmates. Uh, you can't even score four goals, right?"

This really sounds like a deliberate opportunity.

Because scoring four goals in basketball is too easy, scoring 20 to 30 goals in a game is a piece of cake, and 40 to 50 goals are not uncommon.

Giving 200,000 yuan to the people in the football club for scoring four goals is equivalent to giving money.

But is it really that simple? Mo Qiong knew that the rhythm of the whole thing had been taken away by Luo Qing. He successfully turned a matter of admitting defeat into giving Wang Xiong a chance to save the bet that Wang Xiong had messed up.

Sponsoring the club 200,000 yuan solved the hidden danger of cadres gambling, and then gave another 200,000 yuan to prove that he didn't want to give Wang Xiong money, and almost gave it to Wang Xiong half of it.

He successfully saved his face and even made some money.

Giving an extra 200,000 is a piece of cake. With the skills of Wang Xiong and others on the basketball court, it is not a problem for Luo Qing to score 100 points.

At that time, Wang Xiong and others may just try their best to score a few goals and get the 200,000. But in terms of points, God knows how much Luo Qing will brush, and the scene will definitely be extremely ugly.

This side has ten points, and the other side has more than a hundred points. Can you still be proud of getting the 200,000?

Luo Qing deliberately gave away 200,000 to save the whole situation and suppress Wang Xiong's previous arrogance. Afterwards, outsiders will still think that Luo Qing did a good job.

"Just score four? Do you really think our football club can't even score four?" Wang Xiong said.

Mo Qiong was speechless: Brother, this is not the point.

Wang Xiong finally agreed. It can be said that from the beginning of the conversation, he was led by Luo Qing's words and gave up the initiative.

The so-called Wang Xiong has a big mouth and preaches gambling everywhere. Although it is indeed too loud, the director will definitely punish him if he finds out.

But it’s not irreversible. If Wang Xiong could be tougher and say directly: Forget it, what nonsense are you talking about? The teacher was involved in the matter between us. If you don’t want to give, you don’t want to give. Why are you making so many excuses? I paid for it myself, so just treat that bet as a joke.

In this way, Luo Qing had no choice.

The initiative lies in Wang Xiong's hands. He directly contributes 200,000 yuan to everyone, which means he has completed his mission. The bet can be said to be a joke, and the school will not really deal with it.

On the other hand, Luo Qing, no matter how formal his reasons were, it became an excuse for him to give money to the school because of their student affairs.

Because in the circle of students, this matter will not be regarded as a joke. If you don't give it, you don't give it. Is it disgusting to deliberately bring trouble to the school? In the end, Wang Xiong was the one who made up the money and was worthy of being the captain.

In fact, Luo Qing is also a decent person. If he is robbed by Wang Xiong like this, he will definitely pay another 200,000 to restore his credit afterwards.

In the end, Luo Qing also paid out 400,000, but the beneficiaries were completely different, and the rhythm and direction were completely different.

It can only be said that Wang Xiong could not have imagined that Luo Qing was far behind.

Mo Qiong stood in the crowd. Although he thought about it, he couldn't stand up and say it.

Because he didn’t pay for the two hundred thousand, and he couldn’t pay for it. He couldn't stand up and say: Luo Qing, if you don't give it, you won't give it. This bet is just a joke. Wang Xiong, can you share the 200,000 yuan with us?

What is this nonsense?

Although Wang Xiong is not as rich as Luo Qing, he can still afford two hundred thousand, otherwise he would not have accepted this seemingly losing bet.

But he was rich, and when it came to paying, Wang Xiong had to think of it himself, and Mo Qiong couldn't help him.

"Money is not that easy to get."

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p.s: I stayed up late last night and I feel sorry for a certain bald man until now. As a sex lover for three years, I am depressed. I wonder if depression can be treated as depression?