Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

Chapter 523 No One Will Dare To Kidnap Him In The Future

How can IOUs be written in Arabic numerals?

It should be written in Chinese characters.

Moreover, it is best to use traditional Chinese characters.

No matter how you do it, it is impossible to have a cheating situation that is 100 times the agreed amount.

In order to make Zhong Yuan have a more sense of belonging and identification with the Lighthouse Country, Robbs wrote the IOU in English, which eventually led to the current situation.

500 Ruin Crystals, catastrophe-level, even if it is a lantern couplet, it would be a headache to see this thing.

Mr. Bai secretly sighed: What a clever guy... With the IOU, the matter of the nuclear submarine can definitely be fooled.

Moreover, there is one more thing to brag about~~~

He accepted the IOU with satisfaction, and said to Zhong Yuan, "Don't think that this will make up for your failure in this operation."

"You don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and ran to kidnap the strategic medical department on your own initiative, and the impact was very bad. If things happen like this, no one will dare to kidnap him in the future!"

Isn't this the ending?

pretty good.

Zhong Yuan stared at the phone on the table, the old god was there, and didn't say a word.

Seeing that he almost lost his life, Mr. Bai didn't know his fault, a vein popped out on his forehead, and his voice became severe, "Say, how can you be punished?!"

Zhong Yuan curled his lips and said depressedly, "I'll eat three meals tomorrow, each with a big bowl, and finish them all."

"That's right." Mr. Bai said with a stern face, "Eat like this every day, plus an afternoon tea and supper. That's the deal, no objections!"

! ! ?

Rong Rong shivered, and hurriedly forgot the scene of the beautiful boy tumbling forward.

this one?

Let him receive the punishment himself, doesn't it mean that there is no punishment?

And arrange afternoon tea and supper for him? !

There is no mistake!

Just as he was about to make an opinion, he saw Wang Baoyu gloating and saying, "Little dwarf, you are miserable. This time, Mr. Bai is really angry."

Nie Wei was full of sympathy, and said, "Little villain, I know this arrangement is very painful for you, don't blame Mr. Bai, it's all for your own good, so that you can remember it long."

Closing the cubby is only temporary. Five meals a day must be eaten. For anorexic teenagers, it is torture every day without explanation.

Rong Rong opened his mouth, swallowing what he wanted to say abruptly.

Is this punishment severe?

Is there a problem with my cognition, or is there a problem with your brain?

I don't understand. . .

At this time, Mr. Bai looked at Zhong Yuan's decolorized hair, and said in a deep voice, "Dye your hair back to black, and you are not allowed to have such fancy colors in the future."

"Oh."

"In addition, the Academic Affairs Office of the college called me and said that your grades are excellent, and they have applied for an outstanding student scholarship for you. You are not allowed to go to the Academic Affairs Office to confuse people in the future."

"I haven `t been there."

"You still dare to talk back? Don't think I don't know. You tampered with the official website of the Iron Tower Kingdom's royal family and gave yourself the title of Emperor Grandson. Now everyone in the school thinks you are a noble from the Iron Tower Kingdom."

"I... well, I did it."

If he insisted on being charged with a small crime to show the authority of his parents, Zhong Yuan had no choice but to admit this crap with his nose.

"That's about the same."

It's all trivial things, just like ringing the doorbell at someone's door and then running away quickly, it belongs to the level of small pranks.

After the training, Mr. Bai softened his voice and said, "The school has asked for half a month's leave for you, so don't rush back to class."

"Oh. Can I go? My feet are sore."

Hurrah! Are you so impatient that you don't even bother to think of a proper reason?

Probably only Zhong Yuan dared to talk to Mr. Bai like that.

"... let's go."

So, everyone was relieved, and finally the training was over.

As soon as Wang Baoyu went out, he poked Zhong Yuan with his elbow and said happily, "Short boy, you really became famous this time. Why don't you karaoke all night to celebrate? I'll pay for it, and you can order as many as you want."

Rong Rong frowned slightly, and said to Zhong Yuan, "Ji Du, don't spoil Suicune."

Who is leading who?

Zhong Yuan thought for a while and said, "I won't go. I'll be more peaceful recently."

Wang Baoyu said angrily, "Okay, if you don't go, you won't go. Do you want to watch a movie? I have hundreds of g of resources, all of which are carefully selected treasures."

Zhong Yuan shook his head, "No."

At this time, Nie Wei couldn't help coming over and said, "He doesn't want me, so you copy it to me!"

"Okay, give me the money! According to the market price, it is 10 yuan a g. Send money!"

Nie Wei left cursing.

I'm crazy, I won't download it from the Internet by myself, and I want to be stabbed by you?

The two broke up unhappy, and the temporary friendship seemed to disappear with Zhong Yuan's return.

As soon as they left, Mr. Bai finally had a chance to make a phone call.

Everyone else refuses to answer, and one person will definitely answer.

The leader of the Lantern Festival is named Solomon.

It is said that he has multi-national ancestry, and his skin is not as fair as pure white people, but has a light wheat color.

His appearance is as handsome and fit as Michelangelo's David.

He has a straight nose and piercing eyes, exactly the same type as Zhong Yuan.

He is full of vitality all over his body, and he is in a video call, and he can feel the enthusiasm and bravery emanating from him across the screen.

Under the leadership of Solomon, the Lantern Federation has grown and annexed countless organizations of marketers in the Lighthouse Country, and eventually became the leader of the Lighthouse Country.

At the same time, he and Mr. Bai are old friends.

Most of the time they are calculating and competing with each other, and occasionally cooperate once in a while for mutual benefit.

The video chat was quickly connected.

On screen, Solomon looks serious, with what appears to be an office in the background. Because of the time difference, it happened to be daytime on his side.

"Bai, have you figured out how to compensate me for my loss? A nuclear submarine, plus six street performers from the Lantern Federation, one of whom is also the head of the region. We have suffered heavy losses!"

Solomon paused for a moment, changed the subject, and said, "I know, your beloved plan is also lost in the East China Sea. I am very sorry and sympathetic. But I am the leader of the Lantern Federation after all, and I must consider the interests of the organization. Hope you can understand."

Mr. Bai smiled slightly, picked up the IOU with his slender fingers, put it in front of the camera and said, "In this case, let's pay off the debt owed before, a total of 500 disaster-grade market crystals, the contract signed in black and white, you Shouldn't you be reneging on your debt?"

Solomon stared at the crumpled paper for 5 seconds, then hung up decisively.

"hehe……"

This is definitely the happiest call Mr. Bai has had with Solomon so far.

Moreover, Lantern Union must have received the news, expecting that it was the first seat of Jiuxu who sank the nuclear submarine, and dared not trouble Jiuxu, so it had no choice but to pick a soft persimmon.

Think beautifully!

Mr. Bai let out a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed, and was worried that no one would share it, but Lawrence actually called on his own initiative.

The old man said slowly in a deep voice, "Bai, people cannot be resurrected after death, so please mourn."

Mr. Bai was startled, but he didn't expect Lawrence to be the first person to call for condolences.

It's not that simple for the old man to get up early without profit.

Mr. Bai asked in a deep voice, "What can you do?"

Lawrence said helplessly, "Do you remember the marriage we mentioned last time? Although your son is dead, my grandson still wants to marry him back home. If you agree, we will write Kedu on the family tree of the Barenze family. After his name, set up a grave for him. When Lawson dies, let them be buried together."

Snapped!

Without saying a word, Mr. Bai hung up the phone with a livid face.

Lawrence's grandson is so infatuated?

Are you still thinking about death?

What kind of true love is this?

Get out!

Don't even think about it!