The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 535: Do I Look Stupid? (First Update)

Holy crap, is that a hundred million? Are we talking about it like it’s just joss paper?

And there’s even a bonus afterward?

One gold medal, fifty million.

A hundred meters, two hundred meters, four hundred meters, eight hundred meters, five thousand meters!

Damn, that’s five events!

With Zhang Fan’s speed carrying fifty-six kilograms in a marathon, he’s sure to sweep them all!

In that case, that’s two hundred and fifty million!

Two hundred and fifty million! Adding the part about poaching, that’s three hundred and fifty million!

In the Capital City, buy a quadrangle yard, a luxury sports car, a yacht, surrounded by beauties, can definitely cruise through life until fifty without any pressure!

Thinking of this, the eyes of countless people around flickered with mad envy.

Damn it, all that money, give it to me! Damn it, just give it to me!

"Squeak!"

The sound of grinding teeth, rising and falling.

Countless eyes were fixated on Zhang Fan, filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

And killing intent!

Damn it, they’re not satisfied!

Why does Zhang Fan, this guy, get to enjoy such treatment?

Damn it, with such an awesome talent and skill, why the hell is he studying at Tsinghua? Please, I beg you, take your goddess Ye Xuan out and have fun. What are you doing here shattering our fragile spirits?

Did I owe you something in my last life?

Bitterness suddenly erupted.

However, the group from the provincial sports team who was ready to leave, their legs began trembling.

Damn it, if we had known Huaxia Sports had such a strong financial backing, why did we even come here to embarrass ourselves?

Isn’t this just a waste of plane tickets!

At this moment, they really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Damn it, thankfully we didn’t start quoting prices, otherwise, we’d totally lose face!

And Li Liang’s originally calm expression also changed drastically.

At this moment, he also suddenly realized, Huaxia Sports is bloody wealthy!

The combined earnings of Tsinghua and Beijing University over three years are not even as much as Huaxia Sports earns in one year.

Whenever they organize an event, that’s a lot of money!

And us? We even have to take out a big chunk of money every year for project research, while Huaxia Sports, it’s all about raking in money!

This money, Huaxia Sports can surely afford it!

And the one talking is Qin Tian. Who is he? The dean of Huaxia Sports!

His words, who the hell dares to question?

At this moment, Li Liang was truly anxious.

A hundred million, damn, who wouldn’t be tempted by that much money.

His throat incredibly dry, his expression extremely tense, he approached Zhang Fan. However, just as he was about to speak, Zhang Fan, with his hands in his pockets, walked past him towards the side.

"Is the shopping done?"

Looking at Ye Xuan, who was holding an electric rice cooker, Zhang Fan grinned and took the rice cooker from her hands, shoulder to shoulder they walked into the school.

"I’ve bought it long ago, just waiting for you to come back and cook," Ye Xuan laughed, but then she also curiously looked around, asking in a low voice, "What’s going on here?"

Zhang Fan laughed, "Just a bunch of people here to make up the numbers."

Hearing this, a group of people almost spat blood! When did we become just bystanders?

"Hey, excuse me!" Zhang Fan said, quickly making a call to someone.

Watching Zhang Fan’s retreating figure, a group of people were baffled.

What the hell, is the shopping done? Is this the crucial issue right now?

Shouldn’t you first respond to that hundred million question?

Dead silence, everyone’s eyes were glued on Zhang Fan.

Is it possible that Zhang Fan is not satisfied with this offer?

No, it can’t be, it’s already a damn hundred million, one mustn’t be too greedy.

"A hundred and fifty million! Sixty million per gold medal."

Qin Tian’s breathing also became rapid.

Such a huge amount of money, it hurt his heart too!

But for the Olympics, it was all worth it!

Athletics can be said to be Huaxia’s weak point, the number of gold medals won in so many Olympics is pitifully small.

He could even imagine the cheers from the entire sports community after Zhang Fan won several gold medals in succession.

It was all worth it!

However, looking at the indifferent Zhang Fan, he was stunned!

Damn, no reaction for one and a half billion?

"Two billion!"

Qin Tian almost shouted the words through gritted teeth.

Even with their strong foundation in sports, they couldn’t sustain such a drain!

Hearing Qin Tian’s voice, countless people were dumbstruck.

What the fuck, two billion now, shit, still not agreeing?

"Too greedy, huh? Not agreeing to two billion!" a man angrily said, almost grinding his teeth to bits.

Fuck, this is two billion! If it were him, even two hundred million would make him ecstatic!

And Zhang Fan? Fuck, not even a frown.

"Don’t be so shameless!" other people also echoed one after another.

"Exactly, exactly, what’s up with Zhang Fan."

"Two billion and still not satisfied, insatiable like a snake trying to swallow an elephant!"

Acidic mocking voices came one after another from numerous mouths.

Even some teachers were visibly excited.

Similarly, Ren Zuling and his group were completely shocked by the huge figure.

It was two billion!

Yet at that moment, Zhang Fan stopped.

He slowly turned his head, grinned at Qin Tian, "It’s not about the money. I, Zhang Fan, can’t claim to always keep my word, but what I promise, I stick to like spit to a nail. Since I’ve signed with Old Li, I’ll be at Tsinghua for my college years. I am not going anywhere. So, everyone, please leave!"

Zhang Fan’s voice drifted with the wind, striking the hearts of the crowd around him like a thunderbolt, shocking them immensely.

Please leave?

Fuck, this is two billion, plus the gold medal bonus, a total of five billion!

Who the hell would think that’s too much money?

The eyes of the crowd around him were nearly blazing.

This still isn’t about the money?

Li Liang’s body started to tremble.

He had never imagined Zhang Fan would reject the offer so flatly.

Similarly, Qin Tian and his group had never expected it.

They could claim to know countless people; even those with assets worth hundreds of billions would ponder a bit in front of a staggering five billion, wouldn’t they?

Damn, not even a frown, what the hell?

"Three billion! I offer three billion!"

Qin Tian roared lowly, still unwilling to believe that a young man around twenty could be indifferent to such a large sum of money.

At the same time, everyone’s gaze again fell on Zhang Fan.

Fuck, another billion added!

"Zhang Fan is definitely faking it, I don’t believe he can resist the temptation of money," one person said with eyes blazing red.

"I don’t believe it either, I bet he will agree."

However, amid the countless gazes, Zhang Fan turned away, his right hand carrying a rice cooker, his left arm around Ye Xuan’s waist, and they slowly left.

"Am I stupid to not chase girls and rather train like hell every day, as if I have never seen money before?"

A disdainful hum came from Zhang Fan’s mouth.

The sound was very faint, but in this eerily silent calm, everyone heard it clearly.

Suddenly, the crowd felt as if their hearts had been smashed by a hammer, making their bodies shake violently.

Not chasing girls?

As if never seen money before?

Are you fucking talking about us?