Vol 2 Chapter 573: Good for oneself

And that three million cheque was Bowers' reward for discrediting Qin Luo.

"It's just the time to make a program. You can earn 3 million in just a few tens of minutes. That's the end of the story, my colleagues. Think about it." During the conversation, Bowers poured himself a glass of red wine and sips lightly. Take a bite.

The scarlet wine entered his throat, and the confidence in his heart swelled sharply.

All the hustle and bustle in the world are profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world are profit.

No one can resist the temptation hundreds of years ago, not to mention that the money is still an astronomical figure.

So he wasn't worried at all, he just waited quietly, waiting for Charlie and others to make a decision.

One show, three million dollars.

Tens of thousands can be earned in one minute!

This cost is even higher than that of the biggest star in the United States to make a show!

However, there is a need to fail. If they did this show, they would stand on the opposite side of Qin Luo.

Qin Luo, a genius in mathematics, a guest of Princeton, turned his face over for Qin Luo's prestigious Princeton Five Tigers, and Princeton's largest school director Kevin.

It is undeniable that three million is indeed a huge sum of money for them, worthy of their salary for several years, but for three million, is it worth it to turn face with Qin Luo, the winner of the Fields General? Also, if they can completely destroy Qin Luo this time, that's all. If they can't be destroyed, they will inevitably suffer from Qin Luo's crazy revenge.

Faced with the future winners of the Fields Medal, Andrews University may not be able to keep them.

Furthermore, although Charlie is poor, he is also poor with a conscience!

Thinking of this, Charlie's eyes flickered with determination, and slowly said, "Bowles, your money, I think I'm not blessed to accept it."

No blessing?

Is this a rejection?

Bowers was stunned. He never expected that someone would refuse.

In his script, Charlie and others should have happily accepted this huge amount of money at hand.

But now, Charlie actually refused, which greatly disrupted Bowers' plan.

At this moment, the calmness on his face was absent, replaced by the slightest coldness.

"Professor Charlie, what are you talking about? I didn't catch it a bit." Bowles said in a bad tone.

"I said, I refuse."

"Reject? Charlie, you are not rejecting me, you are rejecting the three million that is easily available!" Bowers was a little frustrated.

"Three million? Three million can buy my conscience? Bowers, you consider me too cheap!"

"I am a scholar with a conscience, Professor Qin Luo is a rare genius in mathematics, you should find someone else to discredit him." After leaving this sentence, Charlie turned away without hesitation.

"stop."

However, Charlie didn't care about his shouting, and there was no sign of stopping at all.

"I tell you to stop!" The veins on Bowers' forehead were exposed, three steps and two steps were taken, and he quickly rushed to Charlie, reaching out and grabbing towards his shoulder.

"Go away!" Seeing the right hand grabbed towards him, a flash of ice flashed in Charlie's eyes.

His right foot moved forward, his body sank slightly, which could not be easily grasped by Bowers, and then his right hand rushed out and grabbed Bowers' wrist.

"Bowles, for the sake of being Professor Andrews, this time I will let you go, so you can do it for yourself."