NOVPUBAfter he had negotiated the terms of the cooperation with Xu Wenyao, Wu Bin hadn’t even eaten. He headed straight for the cafeteria.
Earn the money, dispel other people’s disasters.
If you’re not proactive about making money, there’s something wrong with your brain!
Seeing Wu Bin leave, He Bingbing quickly followed with the crew in tow.
He Bingbing stepped forward and asked:
"Wu Bin, what did the principal talk to you about?"
Wu Bin said earnestly:
"Nothing much, mainly about academic matters, encouraging me to study more so I can become someone who contributes to the country."
"The principal said he has high hopes for me, thinks I have potential, and that one day I might become a great agricultural scientist."
He Bingbing: ...
Although she knew Wu Bin would definitely not tell the truth, He Bingbing didn’t expect him to spout nonsense so seriously.
School has been in session almost two months now, and you’ve only attended one class!
And you think you could become the greatest agricultural scientist?
Dream on!
While He Bingbing was mentally scoffing, suddenly a voice came from the side.
"Yo, isn’t that Wu Bin?"
Wu Bin turned around and saw Ma Baoguo coming his way with another security guard.
"Uncle Ma, are you on duty?"
Hearing Wu Bin call him Uncle Ma, Ma Baoguo felt quite pleased.
After all, Wu Bin was now a favorite in front of the president, and him calling him uncle — wouldn’t that be prestigious?
"No, I’ve just switched shifts, so I’m taking a fellow townsman with me to have a meal in the cafeteria."
"Oh, by the way, Wu Bin, let me introduce you. This is my fellow townsman, Jiang Lin, a retired reconnaissance soldier, really something else."
Wu Bin nodded as a greeting.
Who knew that Jiang Lin would just chuckle.
"So you’re Wu Bin. I’ve heard about you before. Honestly, your physical condition isn’t that great."
"A man should be tough! If you’re weak, just work out more. Don’t be as soft as a woman!"
"If you have time, come find me. I can train you and make you howl in less than a month!"
Jiang Lin’s words left Wu Bin dumbfounded.
Dude, are you okay?
We’ve just met and you’re already preparing to have me howling?
You’re way too familiar!
Seeing that Wu Bin didn’t look too pleased, Ma Baoguo hurriedly smoothed things over from the side.
"Old Jiang is very straightforward when he speaks, but he really means no harm."
Wu Bin nodded.
"Understood, it’s all heart-to-heart, I get it."
Ma Baoguo: ...
Great, his fellow townsman had managed to offend Wu Bin.
Seeing that the two weren’t hitting it off, Ma Baoguo prepared to leave with Jiang Lin.
Just then, Wu Bin suddenly remembered something and said to Ma Baoguo:
"Uncle Ma, you’re also going to the cafeteria to eat, right?"
Ma Baoguo nodded.
"Yes."
"Do you like hotpot? It’s my treat."
"Huh?"
Ma Baoguo was a bit confused, not quite understanding what Wu Bin meant.
Weren’t he and Jiang Lin not getting along?
Why would he suddenly offer to treat them to a meal?
Jiang Lin, thick-skinned, didn’t realize anything was amiss.
He walked over and clapped Wu Bin heavily on the shoulder.
"Not bad, you might not be physically strong, but deep down you’re not bad, you’re quite nice."
"I won’t eat for free; come find me at the sports field tomorrow. I’ll teach you military boxing."
Seeing Jiang Lin dare to pat Wu Bin on the shoulder, Ma Baoguo turned pale with fright.
He quickly went over and pulled Jiang Lin’s hand down.
"Old Jiang, just speak your mind. Don’t get physical."
Jiang Lin nonchalantly smirked.
"What’s the big deal, it’s not like it can be broken."
Ma Baoguo wished he could punch him.
You might not break others by hitting them, but hitting Wu Bin could be a different story.
After accepting Wu Bin’s kindness, the three of them headed to the dining hall for a meal.
Along the way, Jiang Lin was constantly looking for some physical contact with Wu Bin.
Whether it was arm-wrestling to compare strength or racing to see who was faster, he just wanted to compete with Wu Bin.
Jiang Lin seemed to have inexhaustible energy, even slightly hyperactive.
Not just Ma Baoguo, but even He Bingbing and the others were sweating for him, seeing how fearless he was of trouble.
This Jiang Lin, really isn’t afraid of stirring up trouble!
The university dining hall was always open during the day since many students could come to eat anytime, either in the morning or afternoon depending on their class schedules.
This also helped alleviate the crowding at peak times.
At that moment, there were quite a few students in the dining hall, but as soon as they saw Wu Bin come in, they all kept their distance from him unspokenly.
Seeing this, Wu Bin felt rather helpless.
It seemed Xu Wenyao had saddled him with a reputation he’d carry till graduation.
Passing through the main hall, the three of them reached the hot pot section.
Wu Bin picked up a tray and generously said to the two:
"I’m paying today, you guys go ahead and grab whatever you want, don’t be shy with me."
Ma Baoguo laughed and said, "How can we do that? We can’t let you, Wu Bin, spend all this money."
Before Ma Baoguo could finish, Jiang Lin had already picked up several plates of lamb rolls and put them on his tray.
"Wu Bin said so himself, Old Ma, what are you fussing about? Just grab some."
Jiang Lin really wasn’t being modest with Wu Bin!
All kinds of lamb rolls, beef rolls, he kept stacking them on his tray.
Ma Baoguo tried to advise him, but Jiang Lin insisted he could eat it all.
This reckless guy!
Are you here to make friends or enemies!
Seeing how bold Jiang Lin was, Ma Baoguo could only pick some vegetables to prevent Wu Bin from paying too much later.
After selecting their food, Wu Bin went to the counter and took out his meal card to pay.
"One spicy pot."
The aproned Tang Xin pointed to the machine beside. no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m
"That’ll be three hundred and twenty."
After a successful card swiped, the three found a table and sat down with their trays.
It wasn’t long before Tang Xin came over with the hot pot.
After lighting the burner for them, Tang Xin wiped his hands as he walked back.
But on his way back, he kept giving Wu Bin extra glances.
"What do you think, is it him?"
Tang Xin’s wife, Deng Hong, asked from beside him.
Tang Xin nodded.
"Definitely him, he’s the only one in the Agri University who’s followed by photographers everywhere."
Deng Hong hurriedly said, "Then what are we waiting for, call Brother Hu right away!"
Deng Hong was about to make a call when Ding Hu, along with a group of guys, stormed into the dining hall.
Both husband and wife were a bit stunned and quickly went up to him, "Brother Hu, that kid Wu Bin is here having hot pot."
"I know, I’ve been watching his live stream all the time."
Ding Hu, his forehead scarred by a knife, looked menacing.
"Dare to mess with my Ding family? I’ll make sure this kid pays!"
After saying this, Ding Hu led his group straight toward Wu Bin.
Suddenly surrounded by the group, He Bingbing and the photographers got a bit panicked.
"What are you trying to do? We are live streaming the whole thing, don’t mess around!"
Ding Hu chuckled softly.
"Miss Bingbing, don’t be nervous."
"I am Ding Xin’s uncle, Ding Hu. I came to meet Wu Bin and just wanted to get to know him."
After saying that, Ding Hu turned to Wu Bin.
"Wu Bin, my nephew is still locked up, while you’re here leisurely enjoying hot pot, how comfortable."
