NOVPUBLooking at the bank card on the table, Wu Bin’s eyes were bulging.
Holy shit!
So, this bank card has 350,000 yuan in it!
Less than two months into the school year, and I’ve only attended one class, but 350,000 yuan is already in my hands?
Wu Bin couldn’t help but recall the hard overtime work he did late into the night in his past life.
He stayed up all night to help his boss write a proposal, and the next day the boss only gave him a 50 yuan overtime pay.
We’re both earning money with our lives, but such a comparison is like heaven and earth!
Wu Bin swallowed saliva, suppressing the desire in his heart.
He said to Xu Wenyao, "President Xu, you’re really underestimating me. I’m not that kind of person."
Xu Wenyao smiled slightly and passed over another document.
"This is the quota for recommended postgraduate admissions our school applied for with the Ministry of Education. You remember your first heart attack and hospitalization, right?"
"It was because of your incident that the Ministry of Education sounded an alarm, and as a result, it immediately organized a more detailed nationwide health check for college students, preventing many accidents."
"So, after our application and the Ministry’s careful consideration, you and those three roommates of yours can directly become postgraduates of our school after graduation, and you all can freely choose your tutors and research topics."
Sss!
The offer from Xu Wenyao is even more tempting than 350,000 yuan.
You know, postgraduates from our Agricultural University are highly sought after in various agricultural research institutes.
They’re not interested in your ability but rather in the resources of your advisor.
Our university has several advisors tackling difficult issues in Dragon Country’s agricultural technologies.
If Wu Bin could become a student of one of these advisors, it would be like being admitted into the inner circle.
If he isn’t up to it, surely his senior brothers and sisters would be, right?
Graduating with an immediate job placement, a guaranteed iron rice bowl!
The richer the conditions Xu Wenyao offered, the more uneasy Wu Bin became.
He always felt that the old man was plotting something big.
"President, you talk about the matter first, we can slowly discuss these other things with me later."
Seeing Wu Bin still able to remain calm, a flicker of surprise crossed the couple’s eyes.
Wu Bin was behaving too composedly.
Composed in a way uncharacteristic of his age group.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Wenyao said:
"Our school currently has ten board members, all of whom have made significant contributions to the university."
"Before you came to our school, actually, things were getting dire, with unsatisfactory employment rates and quality of applicants among other issues."
"I have five years until retirement, but out of these ten board members, seven don’t want me to retire normally and are looking to replace me."
The more Wu Bin listened, the more confused he became.
Am I supposed to be hearing this?
Wu Bin hurriedly interrupted.
"President Xu, what you’re talking about seems to have nothing to do with me, a freshman, right?"
"Of course it’s related." 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓅𝓊𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
Xu Wenyao’s gaze was burning as he looked at Wu Bin.
"I hope you can help me by removing those board members who are opposing me one by one!"
Sss!
Wu Bin was so frightened he stood up abruptly.
"Are you crazy! President, don’t scare me, I’m a college student, not a professional hitman!"
"I can’t do something like killing!"
Seeing Wu Bin’s misunderstanding, Xu Wenyao laughed dryly.
"Sorry, Wu Bin. Perhaps I misspoke."
"What I mean is, I hope you can help me expand my influence at the university and diminish theirs, not actually go and kill them."
Upon hearing it wasn’t about murder, Wu Bin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
That was terrifying, always talking about removing people.
You’re old enough, can’t you watch fewer violent movies?
"So as long as I help you expand influence, the 350,000 is mine?"
Wu Bin was somewhat tempted, but then asked, "But I don’t know how to expand influence, how could I get involved in a fight of deities?"
Xu Wenyao shook his head repeatedly.
"No, Wu Bin, you’re the real magician,"
"Let me put it this way, your performance at the swimming pool was excellent."
"Ding Xin relies on his father Ding Qiang’s status to brazenly harass female teachers at our school, and it’s not just once or twice."
"I really want to intervene, but I just can’t find an excuse."
"But you’re different, with one move, you sent Ding Xin straight to jail. Do you know Ding Qiang is now pulling strings everywhere, trying to get his son out?"
Wu Bin understood.
This Principal Xu was ready to have him risk his life to take a fall, ready to turn him into a suicide bomber, huh!
Wu Bin really wanted to tell Xu Wenyao that what happened at the swimming pool was an accident, and that he was unaware of such animosity between Ding Xin’s family and Xu Wenyao.
But upon seeing the shiny bank card on the table, Wu Bin paused for a moment before saying:
"Okay, I can help you with this, but I can’t guarantee what the outcome will be or whether it will succeed."
It’s all crazy anyway.
If being crazy can also fetch some money, why not do it?
Seeing Wu Bin agree, Xu Wenyao’s smile was radiant.
Fang Lijun timely interjected to lighten the mood.
"Come on, don’t just talk, eat up."
Having reached a preliminary cooperation, the atmosphere immediately relaxed a lot.
Wu Bin took a bite of the double-cooked pork and pointed to another card and asked:
"Principal, what’s this card for?"
Xu Wenyao smiled at Wu Bin and said, "Officially, you call me Principal, and I call you Student."
"Privately, from now on, we’re brothers in arms."
"You call me ’Old Xu,’ and I’ll call you ’Little Wu’; it seems friendlier."
Wu Bin thought he had thick skin, but Xu Wenyao had him beat.
To actively consider each other brothers for the sake of profit, you’ve got guts!
"Fine, ’Old Xu,’ what is this card? It’s not a bank card, is it?"
Xu Wenyao chuckled and replied, "No, this is a special meal card for the hot pot window in the cafeteria."
"I’ve already topped it up with three thousand yuan for you; you can bring friends to eat hot pot whenever you like. If the balance is low, just let me know, and I’ll top it up again for you."
Wu Bin was somewhat flattered.
"There’s no need for that; it’s too extravagant."
Xu Wenyao merely smiled without a word.
Fang Lijun passed Wu Bin a piece of meat and whispered, "Wu Bin, that hot pot window is contracted out by Ding Qiang’s brother, Ding Hu."
A wise man understands the hint.
Wu Bin instantly got it, but he asked, puzzled, "Wasn’t the hot pot window your idea, Principal Xu? How did the Ding Qiang family get to contract it?"
Xu Wenyao sighed.
"Ding Qiang has money, and his connections are stronger than mine."
"His brother, Ding Hu, is no easy character; there’ve been several food safety issues with him before, but they were all suppressed."
"As the principal, I naturally can’t sit back and watch him make money off our Agricultural University students."
Xu Wenyao’s eyes moistened as he spoke, as if he had moved himself.
"If this were before, I would have been powerless."
"But now that I have you as my trump card, what do I have to fear?"
"With your constitution, eating at his hot pot every day, could there not be issues?"
"Wu Bin, you go ahead and eat to your heart’s content, all expenses are on me."
Wu Bin: ...
Alright, alright, so I’m risking my life for your money, huh.
What’s the deal with you and Hong Niu’s energy drink?
Seeing Wu Bin silent, Xu Wenyao threw out another offer.
"As long as you help me take over the hot pot window, I’ll give you 20% of the shares in this restaurant."
Hiss!
Wu Bin immediately perked up.
Lifting up his teacup, he spoke earnestly, "Rest assured, ’Old Xu,’ even for the sake of our Agricultural University’s fellow students, I will eradicate this cancer!"
"I’ll drink to that with tea instead of wine!"
