"I knew my big brother's financial situation. He really was poor."
Just then, Feng Hetang shouted, "I just went to Black Moon City and visited a brothel, and it cost me several hundred million. Now I'm in a financial crisis, so I hope you rich folks will do your part to support me and help the poor."
"Two hundred million is nothing to you, just a drop in the bucket. Got it?"
Holy crap, he really had gone to a brothel!
The exam candidates' faces turned green. He'd spent hundreds of millions on something so shameless, and now this bastard was here complaining about being poor. They'd never seen such a shameless spendthrift.
And being extorted to their faces by a spendthrift like this, without daring to fight back, made them feel utterly humiliated. But when you were under someone else's roof, you had to bow your head.
Xia Ping held up three fingers. "All right, that's how it is. I'll give you three minutes to think it over. If you don't agree within three minutes, then even if you offer me money, I won't let you drink."
"Starting the clock now."
He gave the exam candidates very little time to think. Immediately, he took out his phone and activated the virtual projection. A three-minute countdown appeared in midair.
Tick, tock. The countdown in midair ticked away, second by second. Every chime seemed to strike their hearts, making the exam candidates tense up instantly.
They hadn't expected Xia Ping to pull a trick like this.
In fact, Xia Ping had gotten the idea from sales tactics in his previous life. When an excellent product was offered for a limited time, countless customers would rush to buy it. That left them no time to think things through carefully.
By the time