When Qiu Mingli saw Xu Ke swiftly transfer 100,000 yuan, he couldn't help but gasp. The change in Xu Ke was just too drastic; he could transfer such a large sum without batting an eye.
"Teacher, make the call," Xu Ke said.
"Oh, right." Only then did Qiu Mingli snap out of his daze. Just as he was about to dial, he froze. "Wait a moment."
He walked over to his desk, took out a piece of paper, and began to write furiously.
Xu Ke was stunned. What is this for?
Qiu Mingli quickly finished writing and turned to hand the paper to Xu Ke.
Xu Ke looked down. It was a promissory note. It even specified the date for monthly interest payments.
Xu Ke gave a wry smile. "There's no need for interest."
After extorting 260,000 from Siao Jia and Li Jun, then paying off his debts and buying medicine, he still had tens of thousands left even after subtracting this 100,000. He had no need to collect monthly interest from Qiu Mingli.
"This is necessary," Qiu Mingli insisted stubbornly.
