CHAPTER 620: CHAPTER 620: IF YOU PICK IT UP, IT’S YOURS

The losers have no right to speak; what they say is taken lightly. The same words, if spoken by the richest man, are considered wise by everyone; if spoken by a failure, they are as good as farts.

So during the debate between Lin Fan and Lai Xiaomei, everyone dismissed Lin Fan’s words and agreed with Lai Xiaomei’s, as if what Lai Xiaomei said was the truth.

Lai Xiaomei said, "Jia Xiaoling’s current predicament is the consequence of her past mistakes. It’s a classic case of one wrong step leading to another. Her tragic life is already destined, and it’s difficult for her to turn back. That’s why I want to teach the younger students here not to rush into marriage, especially for girls; be the independent women of the new era, strong and self-reliant."

Everyone nodded, agreeing with Lai Xiaomei’s words.

Lin Fan chuckled, "In this world, everyone has their own life, their own choices. Why should Little Ling have to do what you say?"

Jia Xiaoling said, "Lin Fan, let’s stop talking and just leave."

She really didn’t want to stay here any longer. Staying would only lead to more humiliation. She was a failure, and a failure can’t win an argument with a successful person.

The successful one’s farts are fragrant because they have money. Whoever has money is right. Isn’t this our reality? If you want a sentence to be persuasive, just say it was said by a successful person, and it will sound very reasonable. The more successful the person, the more sense it makes. If it were said by Huaxia’s richest man, it would practically be a timeless truth.

Liu Qiang laughed, "Jia Xiaoling, you finally said something useful. You two should have left long ago. Don’t stay here disgracing yourselves. One deliverer, one debt-ridden vegetable grower, you’re really a shame to Tianhai Middle School. Don’t ruin the school anniversary celebration anymore!"

"Let’s go, hurry up and leave!"

"If it were me, I’d be too embarrassed to stay!"

"Not leaving yet? Your face must be thick enough!"

Everyone was chattering.

Principal Zhao couldn’t say it outright, but hoped in his heart that Lin Fan would leave. The centennial celebration was supposed to be a festive occasion, and Lin Fan and Jia Xiaoling really ruined the atmosphere.

Although the two served as negative examples, which could also educate the students, it would be better for them to leave quickly.

"Principal Zhao, what you said earlier, does it count? That for the centennial celebration, all alumni are welcome to come back and join?" Lin Fan’s eyes were on Principal Zhao.

Principal Zhao naturally couldn’t say it didn’t count. He cleared his throat, "Of course, this is the school’s policy, but..."

Lin Fan interrupted Principal Zhao with a smile, "That’s enough. Little Ling and I are alumni, and the celebration isn’t over yet. I want to stay a bit longer. Little Ling, stay with me a bit longer. No problem, right, Principal Zhao?"

Principal Zhao’s face twitched slightly, and he forced a smile, "Of course, no problem..."

Principal Zhao was seething inside, wanting to make Lin Fan leave but couldn’t, feeling utterly frustrated.

Liu Qiang shook his head, "Lin Fan really is a mangy dog, clinging on, refusing to leave. His face is thick enough!"

Lai Xiaoming sneered, "Won’t leave? Does he want a handout? That’s not hard!"

With that, Lai Xiaoming pulled out a wad of cash from his bag.

At a glance, there was at least 50,000 yuan!

Except for some of the rich present, everyone was wide-eyed seeing Lai Xiaoming casually pull out so much money.

Carrying so much cash with him, a true wealthy person!

Lai Xiaoming chuckled, "Here’s 50,000 yuan, just some pocket cash I carry around; it’s enough to get rid of you. Take this money and get lost."

As he said this, Lai Xiaoming threw the money on the ground and beckoned, "Come over and pick it up; this money is yours."

Jia Xiaoling stared at the pile of money, her eyes gleaming. How long had it been since she saw so much money at once? If this money were hers, her life would immediately improve significantly!

Saying this money wasn’t tempting is impossible.

But Lai Xiaoming’s action was too humiliating. If she really went to pick up that money, she would lose all her dignity as a human.

Jia Xiaoling glanced at Lin Fan, but saw that Lin Fan didn’t move, nor did he even look at the money.

The crowd was abuzz with discussions.

"So rich! Rich people really are different; they just throw 50,000 yuan at people!"

"Give it to me; I don’t need dignity!"

"Do you think they will pick it up? I bet they will!"

Lai Xiaomei said, "Lin Fan, consider this money from the time we were classmates; I’m donating it to Jia Xiaoling. Just take it and leave."

Lin Fan still didn’t move.

Lai Xiaomei grinned bitterly, "Lin Fan, what’s the point of this? There’s no need to waste any more time here."

Lai Xiaoming laughed, "He must think it’s too little. Fine, I’ll add another 30,000. Sorry, this is all the cash I brought today."

As he said that, Lai Xiaoming pulled out another wad of money from his bag and threw it on the ground.

50,000 plus 30,000.

It was a full 80,000 yuan!

God, this truly is throwing money at people; everyone’s eyes lit up, wishing they could rush over and snatch the 80,000 yuan. In front of so much money, what is dignity anyway?

Once, there were wealthy people who lost their minds and scattered money like fairy flowers from a balcony. Upon seeing this, passers-by scrambled to pick up the cash, some even fought over it, displaying all sorts of ugly behavior.

People live in this world, scurrying about, seeking nothing but a few pieces of silver. For money, people will do any dirty work, do anything; dignity? In front of money, what is dignity?

Everyone thought Lin Fan would surely go pick it up, since they all wished they could be Lin Fan right now, just go pick up the money and leave.

After all, today’s embarrassment has already been enough; a little more wouldn’t hurt. Losing some dignity for 80,000 yuan, it was totally worth it!

Lai Xiaoming looked like he had Lin Fan pegged, sneering, "Well, aren’t you going to hurry up and pick up the money? You talk big, but for a mere 80,000 yuan, it’s enough for you to buy two new Xiali cars!"

Jia Xiaoling muttered, "Lin Fan..."

She wouldn’t go pick up the money; she was entirely looking at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, "Come on, don’t play these childish games. Just 80,000 yuan and you expect me to bend over and pick it up? I won’t pick up your money nor will I leave. When I want to leave, I will leave on my own."

What?

Lin Fan actually didn’t want the 80,000 yuan?

Everyone was stunned, very surprised that Lin Fan could resist the temptation of 80,000 yuan!

This was 80,000 yuan. Even if Lin Fan was an amazing delivery guy making over ten thousand a month, this was more than half a year’s salary. How could he not be tempted?

"Lin Fan, he really is my idol. I wasn’t wrong about him," Jia Xiaoling thought, looking at Lin Fan, her eyes showing a trace of admiration, just like in high school.

Lai Xiaoming was somewhat embarrassed that Lin Fan didn’t go pick up the money. Wasn’t this slapping his face? He thought he could humiliate Lin Fan with money, but Lin Fan simply didn’t care!

"You brat, do you still think it’s too little!" Lai Xiaoming snorted coldly.