"Um?"

The man with an overturned eyebrows and a horse-faced face was better, but the "white-faced scholar" was very dissatisfied.

He has always been a think tank among the five people, and often compared himself to Zhang Liang and Zhuge. The most unbearable thing is that he is said to be brainless: "Tell it clearly! Why are we brainless? If you can't explain a reason today, I will put you in a dilemma!"

"You are not convinced if you are brainless?"

Huang Li shook her head repeatedly, with a hint of pity in her eyes: "Don't you just want architectural drawings? I'm not a fool, I'm just working for Zhou Wenqiang. Is it necessary to lose my life to keep a secret for him? But have you ever thought about it? If I leak architectural drawings, this job will definitely be lost. What do I want to eat and drink in the future? What do I buy clothes and cosmetics?"

"Hmph, I torture all kinds of tortures as soon as I came up, thinking that my aunt would surrender? It's such a dream!"

"Then what do you want?"

The 'White-faced Scholar' listened to Huang Li's words and felt a sense of relief.

Now the mainland has a generous policy towards these bandits who have been lenient. As long as they are not evil bandits such as "Zushan Diao" and "Xu Damabang" and those who are willing to surrender to the people's government, they will be lenient. Moreover, in terms of origin, their brothers are all poor peasants for generations.

Before becoming a bandit, there is a class without shovels. After becoming a bandit, there is a class without shovels today and tomorrow. You can eat and drink as much as you get, but you still have a class without shovels!

If you can earn this money and take it back to the mainland quietly, you will be a poor peasant and a landlord in secret, and your life will be too beautiful.

So if Huang Li is willing to cooperate, they don’t want to kill everyone. Zhou Wenqiang is too powerful and is too fierce to take action. As long as he can get the architectural drawings, it is best to keep this woman’s life.

"You guys are brainless, they think it's a lot of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. I haven't seen money before, right? Do you know how much my architectural drawings are worth?"

Huang Li's tone paused slightly: "It's worth at least three million! Even if my aunt gets a 30% discount, she will still have two million. Are you willing to sell it if you have hundreds of thousands?"

Two million?

Three large circles were breathing rapidly without realizing that they turned their eyebrows widened and said, "You... are you sure you are not a fun brother?"

Huang Li moved her tightly bound hands and frowned and said, "I am tied up by you, and my life is in your hands. It's fun to deceive you? My aunt said in one sentence, I can draw the drawings for you. I want half of the two million Hong Kong dollars, and the remaining one million is the three of you."

This old girl turned out to be a damn person who wanted money? That would be easy!

The "White-faced Scholar" was secretly happy and quickly gave a wink to the man with his horoscope and horse-faced face. The two of them immediately understood and first lied to the mother to draw the drawings. After the brothers got the money, whether they were to share the money was still based on the man's mood? At most, it was just to keep her life and not kill her.

This is called stealing and having a way.

"My sister, please say it earlier... OK! One million will belong to you, brothers agree. Then let you go now, sister, how many architectural drawings will you draw if you are suffering?"

The 'White-faced Scholar' laughed and untied the rope for Huang Li when she came up.

After taking the paper and pen handed over by the living bandit, Huang Li looked up at the three of them: "No, I'm thirsty."

"There is water and water, please drink it, sister."

"I'm hungry again."

"There are the remaining roast goose legs yesterday. You can eat something if you want, sister?"

"It's okay. I'm full and drunk now, but I still can't draw pictures for you immediately..."

Huang Li put down her pen and looked up and down at the three living bandits. Just like checking the household registration, she saw the three kidnappers for some reason.

The 'White-faced Scholar' smiled: "My sister, it's hard to repent what you promised. I'm pretty easy to talk to. If you annoy my elder brother and fifth brother, they can even do something like peeling and spotting the sky lanterns. If you, a great beauty, is skinned, it will be no longer beautiful."

"You are not convinced if you are brainless?"

Huang Li glared at the 'white-faced scholar' with a grudge and shook her head, "My aunt either wants to go back on her word or is not very relieved to you three. Can you blame me? Who made you three mindless? Once I draw this picture, it would be against my credit and betray my boss, and I don't have to make a living in this industry in the future. I want money and I want to keep face. Of course, I have to worry about whether you can do things perfectly and make sure that you can do it without missing a trace..."

"What's wrong? Why are you doing so big? I really don't understand? Auntie, I am a master of engineering from Stanford University and a doctorate in aerodynamics from MIT. Even if I am my partner, I have to have the minimum qualifications, right? This way... In order to prove that you have the ability to become my partner, I will solve the problem first and take a look."

Solve the problem?

The man with an overturned eyebrows and a horse-faced face looked confused. What do you mean by this? My sister, didn’t we just agree? Why did it turn into a question in a blink of an eye? Paralysis, I haven’t been to school before!

And I haven’t heard of any master’s and doctoral students. The more I listened to the two of them, the more dizzy they felt.

Huang Li said disdainfully: "Don't worry, it's just a primary school math problem, very simple. If you can't even solve this problem, you're so stupid. My aunt would rather die than cooperate with you, because with your IQ, you will definitely mess up this 'transaction', which will eventually make my aunt embarrassed. Face is more important than life!"

"Well, my sister means that if we do this question, you will be willing to draw the picture obediently? Then just say it, please give the question!"

When the 'white-faced scholar' heard that it was just a primary school math problem, he felt relieved.

After all, he studied in a private school for a few years and studied "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" for a few days. He considered himself a person like Zhang Liang and Zhuge. He often sighed that he was born at the wrong time, but now he is aroused by Huang Li to be competitive.

Finally, my knowledge has come into play! Today, let the eldest and the fifth see what a cultural person is!

The more I thought about the white-faced scholar, the more beautiful I felt, I couldn't help but take out a folding fan of white paper from my pocket, brushed it and opened it, and sang it gracefully on my chest a few times...

Huang Li looked at him and said, "There were three soldiers going to have dinner. Each of the bosses charged them ten yuan, and then asked the front manager to give them five yuan in profits to them to show that they wanted to win over the police. However, the front manager had a careful thought and hid two yuan, and then told the three soldiers that the hotel gave 10% off today to everyone, and returned to each police officer one yuan. In this way, did each police officer spend nine yuan?"

All three big circles nodded, and those who have never been to school can calculate this.

Huang Li continued: "So the police spent a total of 3927 yuan, and the manager lost two yuan, right?"

The 'White-faced Scholar' gently shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "That's right, my sister, you don't seem to be difficult for your question? You really are at the level of elementary school students. My brother understands it. Do you just have to get off the stage, right? Let me tell you earlier, brothers, give it to you!"

Huang Li smiled slightly: "The police spent twenty-seven yuan, plus the two yuan the manager had greedy, it was twenty-nine yuan in total. So the question is - where did the other one yuan go?"

The 'White-faced Scholar' smiled and said, "What's so strange about this... I'll listen to me tell you..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually stopped and his face gradually froze: "Yes? Oh my god! Where is the one yuan left?"
Chapter completed!