With more than half of the three million left, the competition is over.
Except for the young man named Zhang Zihao who punched Jiang He, the others basically could only receive their participation prizes, which were ten thousand each.
But it's not much.
Just rush up and make a few gestures, and get 10,000 yuan? Even if you go to the welfare station to buy lottery tickets, it is not such a good thing.
"How's it going?" Lu Fan came over and asked.
"I'm fine, I can choose someone," Jiang He said.
At this time, many people already had money in their pockets and did not pay much attention to the situation here.
They felt that since they had received 10,000 yuan anyway, no matter whether Jiang Heai wanted it or not, they wouldn't be at a loss.
Soon, Jiang He named thirty people in the crowd, including the young man named Zhang Zihao.
Thirty people walked out of the crowd, all holding 10,000 yuan in their hands. They looked at Jiang He with some suspicion, not knowing what they were asked to do next.
"There are about two million left. Each of you can take 60,000 and divide it." Jiang He said.
Everyone's attention was attracted by this sentence, and those who were not selected also turned their heads. Their faces no longer looked indifferent as before, and asked loudly: "Why? It's not like we said we can't win and get one."
Ten thousand? Why don’t you get fifty thousand?”
"That's right, they get 50,000 yuan for being selected, so why not choose us?"
"I can't beat the monkey yet. If you choose him or me, do you have the brains to go clubbing?"
Many people expressed dissatisfaction with the selection results. They originally didn't care whether they were selected or not, but when they saw that the selected people could get tens of thousands more, they were immediately unhappy.
After all, many of the people who were selected were worse than those who were not selected.
Liu Hu also walked up to Lu Fan at this time and whispered: "What about that? Mr. Lu, let me interrupt. There is something wrong with your selection criteria. Those who are so capable of fighting under me will be defeated by you even if you don't tell me."
You've chosen it. Among the thirty of you, at least half of them are considered mediocre in my hands, but I've missed out on a lot of good ones. Otherwise, I'll recommend a few for you. This money can't be wasted, right?"
Three million, was scattered by Lu Fan in the blink of an eye, and Liu Hu felt a little painful just looking at it.
"Can you fight?" Lu Fan chuckled, "Do you think I choose people based on whether they can fight?"
"Otherwise?" Liu Hu looked confused.
"The thirty people I selected may not be the most capable of fighting among you, but they must be the ones who dare to fight the most among you!"
Jiang He suddenly spoke coldly, and his deep voice was extremely penetrating and reached everyone's ears.
"I know that some of you are very good at fighting, at least better than the people I chose. However, when so many people were besieging me just now, some of them really wanted to try to see if they could.
Who knocked me down? Or are you afraid of offending Mr. Lu, or you just want to take the money and leave, so you just mix in and fish in troubled waters, pretending to be like quickly taking the money to buy fans and enjoy it? "
"My people don't need you to be able to fight, but you must dare to fight!"