Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"How can I get two men to spend hundreds of millions on me in just three sentences?"

"The ways to make money quickly are usually written in the criminal law."

"You don't want me to go to jail to catch you, do you?"

Atobe Keigo's joking expression became more obvious. He did not doubt that his brother had the ability to make money, but this guy's refusal to ask for help subtly dampened his brother's desire to control his brother.

Especially for such a large amount of money.

It's just cheating, smashing, looting and burning. Even if financial fraud, which can involve huge sums of money, was given to his brother, he would be as confused as a subway grandpa looking at his mobile phone.

Even when it comes to missions, can it be done in a short time?

Especially when Atobe Keigo is sitting here at his age, he has already taken the initiative to lend a helping hand. Brother, does he know whose help he has rejected? ?

Atobe Keigo, who couldn't even spend the money, was so angry that he couldn't help but remain silent.

"I don't want to get into trouble. Teacher Noctua will pluck out my hair when the time comes..." The blond conjurer retorted softly. Thinking of those experiences of getting into trouble, he sighed, and his body shape Suddenly he stooped.

"But there is still a way... Hello?" Atobe Kagezawa simply sat on the desk and dialed the phone while replying to his brother's words.

"Yo, Aze."

Gojo Satoru was waiting in a long queue. His favorite dessert was on sale in limited quantities today, and he! The second round has already begun! Add Gojo Shinta and Ichichi, and he can swallow a whole four servings!

Happy!

"Aze, would you like some dessert? The limited edition Daifuku is only on sale these days~"

Ignoring the vicious curses that asked him to eat dessert, the conjurer pulled the phone a little further away from his ear, and opened his mouth to ask for money with a confident gesture: "Satoru, I don't have the money to make the software."

"Short of money? Then I'll transfer it to you..."

"No, I don't have a bank card now." Atobe Keizawa spoke quickly, as if he had already prepared the next words in advance.

At this time, the blond conjurer's little tail was raised high in an instant, and even his voice sounded like a star: "My card is given to Xiao Jing. From today on, I will make money to support my family!"

"..."

Is there something wrong with you? You came here to ask for money openly, but secretly you came here just to show off?

Gojo Satoru, who was suddenly confused by brotherly love, felt deeply uncomfortable. Why did he feel that his classmate had changed? He never did such sticky things before? ?

The dessert in his hand suddenly lost its flavor, and Gojo Satoru glanced at the eclipsed limited edition daifuku in his hand.

But Mr. Wu Jiao Maomao didn't care about the classmate who had just had a showdown with his family!

"Give you the card?" Gojo Satoru dared to ask.

"The one that costs the most money!" Atobe Kageze dared to answer.

... He doesn’t even know how many cards he has, so how can he know which one has more money? How about getting him a blank check?

Is it so easy for cats to make money?

Sure enough, it’s a cat! Bad people!

Even though he was full of slander, Maomao quickly forgave his classmate. He sipped the dessert again and said immediately: "Where are you? I'll have Nobuya deliver the card to you in an hour."

It became.

After hanging up the phone, Atobe Kageze smiled brightly at his brother, how about it? Isn’t this much faster than those methods in criminal law to make money?

Atobe Keigo: ...That’s great.

"But I don't know if it's enough..." After all, it is a high-tech product. Atobe Keizawa found a perfect reason for himself and dialed the number of another close friend.

"Hello? Aze?"

"Eat it, Jie, I don't have the money for software production..." In the same place, with the same words, Atobe Kageze started a new round of begging with great emotion.

"Where did you spend your money?" Xia Youjie wondered. His classmate had been a stoic for so many years, and even the food and clothing expenses were provided by the high school. At most, it was just two pieces of clothes given to him by everyone...

So many years of mission money... uh, electronic fraud? !

An overly social word suddenly came to mind, and the leader, who had been deeply involved in society for so many years, was shocked.

Aze has not been in contact with ordinary people for so many years, and has stayed in the Xingxing Palace for so long. He has a simple mind and no concept of money. Even if he was defrauded of money, it is... excusable... right?

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on? Did you call the police?" Xia Youjie's side was noisy. The two people on the other end of the phone clearly heard Xia Youjie's rustling movements, and he urgently transferred Find a quiet place.

Call the police? Call the police for what? Both brothers were stunned.

Where does this come from?

However, Jay actually learned to call the police... The blond conjurer's thinking was even distorted for a moment.

"Don't be embarrassed. You can make money again if you lose it, but you always have to find out who defrauded him." Xia Youjie said sincerely.

A high-level magician was defrauded of money by ordinary people. He understood the pain in his classmates' hearts, but he still couldn't avoid calling the police!

This is not a small sum of money!

"..."

As their minds started to fly, the brothers could no longer catch Xia Youjie's idea of ​​flying into outer space. They looked at each other, confused.

"How about I call the police for you?" Xia Youjie carefully protected his classmate's self-esteem.

Although he couldn't understand Xia Youjie's atmospheric brain circuit, Atobe Keizawa decided to ignore this and still showed off his reasons for supporting his family to his classmates on the other end of the phone in a self-satisfied tone.

"So, I'm penniless now." Atobe Keizawa's voice was as happy as a bird flapping its wings and chirping.

Xia Youjie: ...Damn it, I shouldn’t have answered the phone.

The young man with a round head covered his poisoned ears, and all he wanted to do was give himself a slap.

He should have thought a long time ago that since he fell off the horse, his classmates have received the upright love and affection from his younger brother. Now they start to shine when given some sunshine, and they are so sticky all day long that they don't look like serious people.

Really, he is so stupid, why did he answer the phone!

"Jay?" There was suddenly no sound on the other end, and Atobe Kageze, who had not yet succeeded in making money, urged in a pretentious manner.

"I understand, making software, right?" Xia Youjie, who had regained his seriousness, said coldly: "I'll call you now..."

"I also gave my card to Xiaojing~"

Xia Youjie chose to compromise. He just wanted to hang up the phone as soon as possible. Anyway, this classmate was already hopeless.

"...Where are you? I asked the curse spirit to give it to you."

"In Xiaojing's office~"

"..."

Get it done.

Putting down his mobile phone, the blond conjurer happily helped his brother count the bank cards he got with his fingers: "One is for personal use, and the other two are for work. If there are not enough, ask your brother for it."

I want it from you, will you go begging again? Atobe Keigo was speechless. What kind of weird group are you magicians?

Faced with his brother's attitude of begging for food as a matter of course, the younger brother, who has countless wealth, feels physically and mentally exhausted.

The look he looked at his brother was almost as if he was a bastard who was causing harm to the country and the people, and his mind was filled with the Internet slang that was recently circulated on the Internet.

——How to make two men spend hundreds of millions on me in three sentences.