C1095 Heavy Hand Education

"How much do you have?" Fann Cangsang asked.

Ye Fan stretched out five fingers.

"Only five thousand? That's too little."

"That's fine. Let's hurry in. Anyway, the gate of our academy is about to close."

Ye Fan shook his head.

"It can't be five hundred, right?"

"Damn, you are too poor."

"Sigh, give it to me. Anyway, it's almost eight o'clock, so I'll make a profit in the end