The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 263
His throat was hard and bitter, he pursed his lips, and almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Yes, only I signed."

After the incident, the deans of the other six courtyards looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.

The financial department of Beidou told him that the investment failed, and the three hundred million compensation was nothing left; now they are holding the documents and asking them for the land of Yuhengyuan.

But he didn't even know when that document came into other people's hands, let alone where to get so much money.

He was clean and honest all his life, and the most expensive suit he bought did not exceed 2000 yuan; how could it be possible to ask him to spend [-] million yuan all of a sudden?
"Later, the Beidou high-level officials repeatedly emphasized that I voluntarily handed over the Yuheng Court, and never mentioned who tricked me into signing the guarantee letter." To this day, he still remembers the feeling of being alone and helpless, how much he trusted him. When they were betrayed, they felt so chilled.

I don't know if the wind and sand had dazzled his eyes, but he suddenly felt a little choked up, "Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, the Beidou group of talents jumped out; as long as I accept the [-] million debts, then Beidou will get rid of the financial crisis." Curry set aside [-] million yuan to buy Yuheng Academy back. After some time, I will pay off the debt, and then Yuheng Academy can start recruiting again."

Half of his life's hard work has come to naught while others are talking and laughing. He doesn't even know why the Beidou executives set up such a game against him.

Is it just because he doesn't want Yuheng to join them?
If this is the case, it would be too ironic.

Meng Yu nodded, and suddenly realized: "That's why... three years ago, the Yuheng Academy was suddenly closed, and all the students under the school were filled into the Sixth Academy."

Hearing this, she suddenly felt that Old Weng was miserable.

Inexplicably, not to mention the debts, even his own students have become someone else's.

"Things have come to such a point, whether I admit it or not, I have to repay this debt. It's better to satisfy their hearts, at least I can exchange a promise. Although this hope seems equally slim."

But, it's better than they sold Yuhengyuan.

"Old Weng." Holding an osmanthus cake, Meng Yu asked with some hesitation, "Then how much have you repaid now?"

Speaking of numbers at least gave her a sense of confidence, and she also hoped that she could justifiably enter the gate of Yuheng Academy and become a student of Weng Lao.

The student's fiery eyes were like thorns as thin as a cow's hair, which made him feel ashamed, but he still swallowed his embarrassment, and stretched out three fingers to Meng Yu with difficulty and hesitation.

Meng Yu was cautious, afraid of making a wrong guess, and afraid of hurting his self-esteem by guessing wrong, so after a little deliberation, she reported a number: "... 3000 million?"

It should be so much. At any rate, he was one of the three big fighters of Beidou. Even if he was forced to leave Beidou Guoyi, he should have paid back this amount after three years.

However, Weng Kangshi felt that his brain hurt even more.

With his knuckles contracted, he slowly lowered his loess-stained hand, his voice hoarse: "300 million."

This is the money he made by scraping together and selling his only house.

Now, he really has nothing but the yellow land full of wind and sand behind him and this dilapidated small earthen house.

——I really guessed wrong.

Meng Yu scratched her ears embarrassingly, always feeling that she had said something wrong.

(End of this chapter)