NOVPUBUpon hearing Han Jiaoyan’s words, Wu Bin couldn’t help but praise, "Goodness gracious."
Xu Wenyao, that sly old fox, thought since it was a public-funded trip, he arranged all his own people to go as exchange students, huh?
If it were before, Xu Wenyao definitely wouldn’t have had the guts to be so bold.
But now, Xu Wenyao’s prestige at the Agricultural University was continuously rising, so he was still able to help out with small matters like confirming the list of names.
It must be said that Yang Kang’s efficiency was indeed very high.
In order not to delay the boat trip, Yang Kang took out his phone and created a separate chat group for the exchange students.
He explained in detail what documents and clothes to bring to South Korea.
Wu Bin didn’t have much luggage, as he barely had time to shop for clothes since the start of school, always running between the hospital and university, mostly wearing patient gowns.
But it was different for Song Bing and the other two.
Even though they were three grown men, their suitcases were bigger than each other’s, anyone unaware would think they were planning to emigrate.
At the ferry terminal, in the waiting hall for the ship.
Looking at the three half-meter-tall suitcases, Wu Bin raised an eyebrow.
"Was it really necessary to bring such a huge suitcase? Did you empty out your dorm?"
Seeing Wu Bin empty-handed, Song Bing said proudly, "Old Wu, you don’t know, do you? Although we’re going as exchange students on public funds, we are still going abroad."
"Let me ask you, what’s the most profitable thing once you go abroad?"
Wu Bin scratched his face.
"Drug trafficking?"
Song Bing: ...
"Old Wu, I’m talking about making money, not throwing your life away."
"I can’t guess, just tell me straight."
Song Bing chuckled slyly.
"It’s obviously proxy shopping!"
"Do you know there are many cosmetics in South Korea that you can’t buy in our country?"
"Once I knew we were on the list, we set up a proxy-shopping group chat with the girls in school right away. Let me show you our loot."
Song Bing took out his tablet and opened his class notes.
To Wu Bin’s surprise, the notes contained an incredibly detailed list of proxy-shopping orders!
Brands, specifications, place of origin, prices, who bought them, how much money was prepaid.
All these important details were meticulously recorded in the tablet’s notepad.
Brimming with excitement, Song Bing said, "I’ve done the math, as long as we can successfully bring all these goods back, we’ll make at least twenty thousand yuan from this trip."
"That’s twenty thousand yuan, several months’ salary for many people."
Wu Bin gave Song Bing a thumbs-up.
"Badass. I never expected that you guys would find a way to turn being exchange students into such a scheme, you definitely deserve to make that money."
Flattered by Wu Bin’s praise, Song Bing became even more smug.
"What do you say, Old Wu, are you tempted?"
"If you are, I can refer some more clients to you. You have no idea how huge the demand is from the senior girls at our Agricultural University, they spend generously without batting an eye."
"Only, when you get to South Korea, you’ll need to make time to buy a suitcase as big as ours; otherwise, you might end up losing money."
Song Bing truly considered Wu Bin a good brother from the bottom of his heart, otherwise, he wouldn’t have thought of him when such a money-making opportunity came up first thing.
Just as Song Bing was about to pull Wu Bin into the girls’ proxy-shopping group, four guys dressed in Korean-style outfits walked over from a distance.
Han Jiaoyan glanced at the clothes those people were wearing and then at the clothes Song Bing and the others were wearing, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Song Bing, it looks like you guys are wearing the same outfit," she said.
Song Bing was livid.
"That salesperson really deceived me! She told me that my style was very unique and that hardly anyone wore it!"
Wu Bin couldn’t help but worry about Song Bing’s intelligence.
Everyone’s taste in fashion is similar; if you think something looks good, then others probably think so too.
Just like Adidas once released a simple trefoil blue and white T-shirt.
It was a simple design with simple colors.
Yet, despite its simplicity, Adidas didn’t hold back and directly priced it at three hundred and ninety-nine yuan, not even four hundred!
Despite the high price, many people still lined up to buy it, and because it sold so well, that classic blue and white T-shirt can still be seen on the streets today.
The same principle applies here, and it’s easy to understand.
It’s like going to an antique shop to buy antiques and being so lucky that the piece you fancy turns out to be a unique or exceptional piece.
The shopkeeper assures you that there won’t be a second artifact exactly like it in the world.
Then you can willingly spend a lot of money to buy it.
Realizing he had been fooled, Song Bing gritted his teeth and said, "So what if we are wearing the same clothes? It’s a minor issue. Since everyone is dressed similarly, in the end, it’ll be embarrassing for the one who looks ugly."
Wu Bin wasn’t interested in their matching outfits.
Wu Bin asked, "Do you know those four over there? Are they also freshmen?"
Song Bing shook his head.
"No, they are sophomores, a year ahead of us."
"All four of them are from our university’s sports team. The sports team has always been the darling of the school leaders, and they have invested quite a bit of money into it."
"I heard that this time they are going to South Korea mainly for the experience, to gain some exposure abroad."
Wu Bin felt somewhat helpless.
There must be many people who would like to visit the universities in South Korea, but for those few from the university’s athletic department, the only advantage this exchange brings is the chance to see the world and accumulate experience for future major competitions.
"Wu Bin, hello," said the man.
As Wu Bin was internally expressing his thoughts, the muscular man in front took the initiative to reach out his hand to Wu Bin.
Wu Bin didn’t extend his hand but merely sized him up.
"I don’t have the habit of shaking hands with strangers, sorry."
Seeing Wu Bin eyeing him warily, the muscular man discontentedly said, "Wu Bin, you couldn’t have forgotten me, could you?"
Wu Bin was at a loss for words and asked quietly, "You are?"
The muscular man’s face turned extremely ugly.
The most painful thing in the world is when you see someone as your most formidable rival, but they don’t even keep you in mind, to the extent they forget your name.
Seeing Wu Bin’s puzzled look, the muscular man could only grit his teeth and say, "My name is Xiao Hu. We ran sprints together before, but you didn’t participate in the subsequent events, so I won them all."
Xiao Hu was quite proud as he said this.
After all, other than the 400-meter sprint, he won all of the events, which meant it wasn’t that he was weak but that Wu Bin was too strong.
Wu Bin nodded, indicating he somewhat remembered.
Just then, a luxury cruise ship docked, and Yang Kang shouted to everyone, "According to the instructions in the group document, let’s start preparing to board the ship slowly."
"Have your boarding passes ready, let’s stick together and don’t get separated."
