The Villainous Bosses Mentoring System - Chapter 48 - Little Money-Grubber (2)

Chapter 48: Little Money-Grubber (2)

“Xi Yun, Xi Yun, I picked ‘C’. You have to bring me to eat the pretty sister’s desserts now.”

“Me too, me too! I told our entire class to pick ‘C’.”

“I also picked ‘C’!”

“Me too…”

Suddenly, a little girl burst into tears. When her classmates asked what was wrong, she tremblingly answered: “I… I… Waaa… I was discovered by the teacher and had to change my answer to ‘A’… wuwuwu…”

While comforting her, Xi Yun said, “It’s not a problem. As long as ‘C’ is picked, everyone can come and eat.”

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As the little girl wiped off her tears, she smiled, blushing, “Xi Yun, you’re so wonderful, I like you the best!”

After she finished speaking, she ran away, covering her face.

This prompted the other students to all tease Xi Yun, “Oh, oh, oh, she’s hiding her face! XXX of class X likes Xi Yun!”

Blushing, Xi Yun whispered, “But I only like Su Tian-jie…”

After three days, the results came out. Although the local manufacturers used all sorts of methods to bribe the teachers and control the voting, they were unable to overpower the overwhelming desire of the masses (the children’s love for Su Tian’s family’s desserts). With mind-boggling high numbers, Wei Jianjun’s uniform was selected.

When Xi Yun exited the school, he immediately bumped into Wei Jianjun. Wei Jianjun’s old face was flushed as he excitedly bowed and thanked Xi Yun over and over.

Xi Yun didn’t really care about Jianjun’s gratitude, but rather, the rewards from the deal they’d negotiated in the beginning.

Wei Jianjun continued to sincerely thank Xi Yun. Not only had Xi Yun allowed him to get the sales for all of this school’s uniforms, he was also able to establish a long-term collaboration between the school and his factory. If he did well, it was even possible for him to sell other local schools, opening the door to the school uniform market for all of Luo Cheng to him.

Xi Yun was simply his God of Wealth, ah.

Without missing a single cent, Wei Jianjun gave Xi Yun the agreed upon amount: “Here is 10,000 yuan. We negotiated this amount in the beginning.”

When Xi Yun saw the large wad of wrapped cash, his eyes immediately lit up.

Seeing this, Wei Jianjun laughed, remembering what happened when he first met Xi Yun. After Xi Yun listened to his factory’s difficulties and struggles, Xi Yun only said one thing: “If I help you, how much money will you give me?”

This kid really was a money-grubber.

However, maybe it was this obsessive attitude towards money that allowed Xi Yun to come up with such a creative method to help him sell off all his goods.

Xi Yun excitedly counted the money again and, after making sure there were no problems, he put it all into his backpack.

At this time, Wei Jianjun took out another stack of cash, the same thickness as below, still ten thousand.

“Just now was payment, this is a thank-you fee. I, Wei Jianjun, am proud to call you my friend. If you ever have any problems, let Wei-ge know, and as long as I can help, I will never run away.”

While eyeing the cash, Xi Yun almost started drooling, but he knew that he couldn’t take the money. If he wanted to make a friend, he couldn’t take their money. He would never take the money of a friend.

But that’s money, money ah!

In the end, he carefully counted out ten pieces and put back the other five. “Big Brother Wei, I’ll take five hundred. Take back the rest to make even better uniforms for us.”

After looking at Xi Yun for a long time, Wei Jianjun finally took back the rest of the money.

As Xi Yun’s heart bled, his classmates surrounded him.

“Xi Yun, quickly bring us to eat desserts!”

So on Saturday, ‘Sweet Summer’ received some very special customers – a group of messy elementary school students.

After listening to the children babble, Su Tian turned to look at Xi Yun, who looked both embarrassed and proud.

Alright ah, he really is the richest man in the future. At such a young age, he already knew how to manipulate voting.

How come he didn’t go to M country to become president, ah.