My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 687 - 0687: Add a Bet

Chapter 687: Chapter 0687: Add a Bet

Because today’s matter was of great importance, and the examination hall seemed to have been prepared specifically for them, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. After the students took their seats, they quietly arranged their exam materials, even Li Xiaoli remained silent.

"Tang Ming." As soon as Tang Ming took his seat, Mo Hongsheng slowly stood up and walked over.

"What is it? A pre-battle declaration?"

Yawning, Tang Ming smiled at the man in front of him who was even prettier than a woman.

"I don’t do meaningless things."

Mo Hongsheng looked at Tang Ming indifferently, squinting his eyes and said, "Zhen Xiaosa came to Songlan City to deliver the Mysterious Snow Spirit to me, and I know the Mysterious Snow Spirit has fallen into your hands now..."

"I didn’t steal your stuff; it was something I found, so it’s mine."

With a retort, Tang Ming finally understood why Mo Hongsheng appeared at the escape room club yesterday – turns out, this guy wasn’t there to play games, he was meeting with Zhen Xiaosa.

"I have no delusions you would return it to me."

Mo Hongsheng rolled his eyes handsomely, his fighting spirit palpable as he stared at Tang Ming, "We’ve already wagered a lot, why not add a little more to the bet, what say you?"

"Are you suggesting we bet on the Snow Spirit?" Upon hearing this, Tang Ming understood Mo Hongsheng’s meaning.

"That’s right, if I win this final exam, not only will I get the Chen Group, but I also want the Mysterious Snow Spirit."

Mo Hongsheng declared emphatically as he watched Tang Ming, "If you win, then in addition to acquiring the Jun Tianhao Grand Hotel, I’ll additionally lose two hundred million to you."

"Two hundred million?"

Tang Ming blinked, aware of the Snow Spirit’s significant value, but Xin Badao had suggested it was only worth a hundred million; it seemed he had underestimated its worth.

"Yes, I was originally planning to spend two hundred million to purchase Snow Spirit from the Zhen Family, but since it’s now in your hands, if you’re willing to sell it to me, I can offer you two hundred million,"

Mo Hongsheng nodded, tentatively suggesting.

"I’m not interested in selling the Snow Spirit, nor am I interested in betting with you."

Tang Ming looked at the three women, curling his lips disdainfully. The three women cherished Little White so much that even if he wanted to bet, they were unlikely to agree.

"You won’t sell; that’s within my expectations. But are you saying you’re too afraid even to make a bet? Two hundred million is not a small amount."

Mo Hongsheng frowned slightly, still somewhat unsure of Tang Ming’s mindset.

"Please, if you’ve researched my information, do you think I’d be short of a mere two hundred million?"

Tang Ming said impatiently, "To tell you the truth, even if you gave me a billion, I wouldn’t sell the Snow Spirit."

Hearing this, Mo Hongsheng furrowed his brow, staring at Tang Ming for several seconds. Tang Ming was supposed to be profit-driven according to the information, yet he appeared unmoved in the face of temptation worth several hundred million. Could the intelligence be incorrect?

"Stop staring at me. I’m not interested in men."

Tang Ming yawned, warning with annoyance.

"Fine, I won’t bet money with you then."

Mo Hongsheng took a deep breath, his gaze burning into Tang Ming, "If I have information that can restore your cultivation, and that’s what we bet on, would you still refuse?"

"Restore my cultivation?"

Tang Ming paused, well aware of the severity of his previous injuries and that even the Divine Doctor had no cure. Did Mo Hongsheng really have a way?

No matter what news Mo Hongsheng shared, if it could really cure Tang Ming’s previous injury, it would definitely be earth-shattering news, and Tang Ming was very interested in it.

Although Tang Ming had actually recovered his cultivation, getting this news from Mo Hongsheng would definitely be beneficial for him. It wasn’t every time that such fortuitous coincidences like the Poison Sect would occur.

"Why should I believe you?"

After a moment of silence, Tang Ming looked at Mo Hongsheng, clearly tempted.

"You can believe me because I dare to bet the Jun Tianhao hotel with you. Isn’t that enough to make you trust me?"

Mo Hongsheng smiled faintly, his tone brimming with confidence.

"You do qualify, indeed."

Tang Ming nodded his head. The young man had guts; he wouldn’t be bluffing with fake news, "Fine, since that’s the case, I’ll take you up on your bet. It’s a free benefit to me anyway."

"Heh, you’re too confident."

Mo Hongsheng smiled coldly and turned back to his seat to prepare for the test.

Tang Ming just shrugged carelessly, and then... he laid his head on the table and started to sleep. There was still half an hour before the exam, plenty of time for a quick nap.

After Mo Hongsheng got ready with his stationery, he noticed Tang Ming was actually sleeping. He glanced at his watch, and looking puzzled, he turned to Xiao Wen, "He’s sleeping at a time like this, what is he up to?"

"Young master, you’re unaware, but according to the intelligence, during his school days, the main thing Tang Ming does in class is sleep."

Xiao Wen glanced at Tang Ming and reported truthfully.

"No way. A person who sleeps every day can actually get the top spot in the midterms?"

Mo Hongsheng looked incredulous.

"Young master, you haven’t been coming to school to attend classes, yet you still top every exam each year. Where’s the logic in that?"

Xiao Wen rolled her eyes. It could be justified when other hard-working students complained about this matter, but their young master seemed the least qualified to judge.

"I’ve managed the huge Jun Tianhao hotel so well, can he even compare to me?"

Mo Hongsheng shot Xiao Wen a defiant look, then suddenly remembered that Tang Ming was the boss of the Tangming Group, which was now way more impressive than the Jun Tianhao hotel.

Xiao Wen opened her mouth, intending to remind Mo Hongsheng of this fact, but to not dent his morale, she chose to stay silent.

Tang Ming continued to sleep soundly until the invigilator began to distribute the test papers and woke him up.

Groggy, he glanced at the test paper and then quickly began answering questions. Half an hour later, he put down his pen and went back to sleep.

The few who were concerned about the test results saw Tang Ming being so casual and were anxious to bits, but the exam had already begun, and there was nothing they could do.

Mo Hongsheng, after receiving the test paper, answered the questions with great focus. In contrast, Xiao Wen kept an eye on Tang Ming, and seeing him like this, she felt much more at ease.

An hour later, Mo Hongsheng finished the test early. While stretching, he looked over at Tang Ming, only to find that the guy was still asleep, which puzzled him. Could it be that he slept throughout and decided not to answer any questions?

"Young master, he took half an hour to answer the questions and then went back to sleep," Xiao Wen whispered to remind him in a low voice.

"What a freak. If I still lose to him like this, I would be utterly incompetent."

Mo Hongsheng scoffed, completely irked by Tang Ming’s nonchalant attitude.