Lu Rong and Yan Gou had a tasteless meal in the cafeteria and returned to the classroom for a meeting.
There are a total of 12 classes in the whole grade. Classes 1-4 are in the first teaching building, classes 5-8 are in the second teaching building, and classes 9-12 are in the third teaching building. They belong to the same floor and are connected by a corridor in the middle. It is e-shaped.
The third teaching building is the largest, with 6 classrooms on the first floor, two of which are empty. Liang Wendao went to participate in the small classes of biology competition and physics competition every Wednesday night. He was the study committee member of the competition class. The grade director gave him the empty key, and the whole villain group usually held meetings there.
When Lu Rong and Yan Gou passed by, Liang Wendao and Li Nanbian were already waiting there.
"I made a new order this morning. It's a service for customizing test papers! The younger sister couldn't make up her mind, so I asked Yan Gou to call me and lured her in!" Li Nanbian rushed to Liang Wendao to show off.
Liang Wendao applauded sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Li."
"Why do you say that! I lulled people in, and I have to rely on you later, come on."
Liang Wendao calmly and confidently pushed his glasses as thick as a beer bottle: "No problem."
Li Nanbian hung himself on the back of the chair excitedly, staring at the ceiling complacently: "This sum is 5999. If we receive 10 orders, we can make 60,000 this semester!"
Both of them were excited, and when their eyes met, they laughed foolishly.
At this time, Lu Rong came in, and Li Nanbian was in high spirits on happy occasions, and waved at him shyly: "Rong Rong~"
Liang Wendao stood up: "Brother Lu!"
"sit."
There was an activity in this empty classroom just now, and the desks and chairs were piled up all around. Liang Wendao and Li Nanbian came first and moved out four chairs. Lu Rong sat in the middle, with Li Nanbian on the left, Liang Wendao on the right, and Yan Gou sitting under Li Nanbian, taking minutes of the meeting with his mobile phone.
"Everyone knows that Nanfang made a big order in the morning, and received 5999 in a single transaction. In addition to the previous two orders, the new business of Nanfang comrades generated 18,000 in half a semester. Great contribution." Lu Rong smiled slightly , took the lead in applauding.
Li Nan scratched his head: "It's still so formal..." But his expression became more and more proud, and there was light in his eyes.
"Long story short. It's not the first time I've done customized services, so let's follow the process. Yan Gou collects information, and Liang Wendao is responsible for leading people."
Liang Wen said: "Understood."
Liang Wendao didn't know Lu Rong at all before he was robbed by the boss. He has good grades, but is very short, and his family conditions are so-so. He is often teased as a nerd, with a withdrawn and sensitive personality.
After meeting Lu Rong, Liang Wendao's life trajectory completely changed - he is no longer a nerd who was made fun of by others, but the jewel in the palm of the overlord brother of Chengnan Middle School!
No one dares to bully him anymore, whoever bullies him, the big brother will bring the big brothers to press the person to kneel in front of him!
After several years of experience, Liang Wendao has greatly improved both physically and psychologically. He has grown taller and is no longer the dwarf he was back then; he has become more confident and more identified with himself, he is not just a nerd, his knowledge is all money; and he is not alone, he has a group of friends. They are the villain group of all members, and they are the overlords behind the light and shadow of Chengnan Middle School!
At this time, Liang Wendao exuded the air of a calm general. He is Sai Zhuge of the All Villains Group.
The "Royal Supreme VIP Customized Service" launched in this year's group is still dominated by him. It's just checking for omissions and filling in the gaps, giving the classic question types, and betting on a few more questions. For Liang Wendao, who was academically top-notch and consistently ranked first in the whole grade, it was a small problem. He had brought two people with him before, and the results were good. Yan Gou even asked him privately to study Chinese.
Unexpectedly, Lu Rong said: "This customized service, don't sell it anymore, this semester only accepts three people."
Lu Rong said this to Li Nanbian, but the one who reacted the most was Liang Wendao: "Why?!"
The distribution of spoils in the group is very fair, Lu Rong divides it according to the workload of each person, and even designed an evaluation system for them. Although this customized service was brought by Li Nanbian, the person who can provide the core service is Liang Wendao, and it costs several thousand to bring one person. Liang Wendao, a poor scholar, made a fortune from this.
Lu Rong cast his eyes steadily on him: "After thinking about it, this is a loss-making business."
Liang Wendao: "How come..."
Lu Rong: "It looks like a lot of money, but the time and energy you bet on it will last a whole semester."
Liang Wendao: "It's just a little more effort on the test paper, and I don't need to come forward, so it won't take much time."
Li Nanbian also agreed: "Yes, yes, I will be in charge of the matchmaking. If something goes wrong, I will talk about it, so it won't hurt Lao Liang!"
Lu Rong: "It seems very simple now, but what if the effect is not good? Take people's money and do things for others. Before copying papers, we are just copying papers. Now we are also responsible for their grades. If their grades do not improve , Is Lao Liang still going to come forward to make up lessons for them?"
Lu Rong's eyes were calm and piercing, and Liang Wendao and Li Nanbian were speechless for a moment.
Lu Rongdao: "Copying papers has no marginal cost. If one answer is made and mass-produced, at most it will be counted as a point and a question will be scored. Yan Gou, Lao Li, and I can all help out on the side. But teaching people to read is an education industry. , need to invest a huge labor cost. Take one person, spend one distraction; take two people, spend two distractions. Lao Liang has to study by himself, and he has to do the whole grade papers every week, and he has to take three more people. How many hearts do you have? It’s not a big deal to smash a signboard, but if it affects Lao Liang, who is responsible?”
Lu Rong's voice was not loud, but when his eyes swept over everyone one by one, Yan Gou and Li Nanbian both lowered their heads. Liang Wendao's eyes flickered, and his heart felt warm. The boss always said that if you want to make money, you have to take care of your own people first, so the boss loves him.
"Finish this semester first, and cancel this project next semester." Lu Rong said loudly.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Lu Rong comforted: "There are many ways to make money, why bother looking for the most thankless ones."
Li Nanbian and Liang Wendao cheered up again: "Yes!"
Yan Gou also entered four large characters on the phone: "Listen to the boss."
After several people finished chatting, Dent came in with his schoolbag, his left eye was covered by his long bangs, and only his right eye was exposed, staring at them deeply. Seeing that they were about to leave, Dent froze for a moment, standing at the door trying to get in.
Lu Rong asked the others to go first, and walked to Deng Te by himself: "Walk with me—how are you doing?"
Deng Te said few words, and said two words coldly: "Practice boxing."
Deng Te was left behind by the elder brother from the previous term, and he would just call him out when something happened. Li Nanbian called him "Chuang Wang".
Lu Rong doesn't fight. Under his leadership, Chengnan Middle School has basically withdrawn from the circle, and he doesn't care about any disputes between the bosses of the other schools. Anyone can be awesome, don't hinder him from making money. However, Lu Rong treats Deng Te very well.
Hearing what he said, Lu Rong hummed, and the two walked to the door of the classroom. Lu Rong asked him to wait, went in and took out a box from his place: "Here."
Dent looked at the box, then at Lu Rong, took it and opened it, and inside was a pair of brand new gloves. Lu Rong was well informed, and went to the sporting goods store last weekend to buy a pair of boxing gloves worth seven or eight hundred dollars.
Dent froze for a moment, with an overwhelmed expression on his face.
Ever since Lu Rong took charge of the family, he has never done anything serious as a member of the villain group. Every time they held a meeting, they discussed how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, and Dent just sat and stared at the sky in a daze. Later, he gradually became too lazy to come, and it was not uncommon for him to arrive late and leave early like today.
Lu Rong doesn't need him, Deng Te knows in his heart. At the beginning, he was still arguing with Lu Rong, but Lu Rong was always happy and always gave him things. Deng Te is embarrassed to accept it, and he will not be rewarded for no merit.
"Your birthday is coming soon, this is a birthday present from my brothers." Lu Rong said.
Dent shook his head: "I can't accept it."
Lu Rong made another small cream cake: "Happy birthday."
There were two blushes on Dent's cold face, showing an expression of being unable to withstand the temptation and forcibly holding back: "I'm practicing boxing, I can't eat things with such a high calorie content."
Lu Rong: "I know."
Dent forcibly pulled his eyes away from the small cake, and looked elsewhere quietly: "My master knows that he will scold me and ask me to do plank support for an hour."
Lu Rong: "I know."
Dent looked around vigilantly: "... my master's son is in the same class as me."
Lu Rong: "I know, come, eat in our class before going back."
Lu Rong gestured to the gate of Class 8 with his eyes, and handed him the cake.
Finally, Deng Te couldn't resist the temptation of trans fatty acids. He gratefully took the small cake and walked into Class 8 classroom quietly. Encouraged by Lu Rong's eyes, he walked to the podium and sat down.
Class 8 students: "..."
Classmate A: "Isn't this the boxing champion from Class 1? What is he doing in our Class 8?! Fighting?!"
Classmate B: "His eyes are so scary..."
Classmate C: "It is said that his left eye covered with bangs has a scar on it."
Classmate Ding: "He has a very good relationship with the school bully of the previous class. Did he come to our class to collect protection money?"
Class 8 students: "It's so scary!"
Dent sat on the podium, glancing at the crowd quietly, then took out a small cake, opened it, and ate slowly and politely.
Class 8 students: "..."
Classmate A: "Hey, why does he want to eat cakes on our podium? Is this provoking our class 8 men who can't even keep their own podium?! I will fight him!"
Classmate B: "Don't go!!! Isn't it good to live?!"
Classmate C: "That's right, listen to Classmate B! His left eye was blinded by Taoists. It is said that his dynamic vision in the left eye is better than that of ordinary people. Your movements are just slow motion in his eyes. You don't know what to do." Might beat him!"
Classmate Ding: "If he asks us to collect protection fees, how much should each of us pay?"
The students in class 8 fell into group meditation, like a group of social animals who were suddenly invited to the wedding of unfamiliar colleagues.
At this time, Lu Rong's front seat—a rotten girl—passed by. Seeing Deng Te who was chewing and eating cake on the podium, she stepped forward and lifted his bangs.
Dent: "..."
Class 8 students: "..."
Classmate A: "Damn it! He eats cakes on our podium and asks our girls to help him wear bangs!"
Classmate B lost his dream: "There is no scar on his left eye."
Classmate C: "... But I bet you, the rotten girl will die."
Classmate Ding: "If the girls in our class fall in love with Deng Te, don't we have to pay protection fees?"
The noise under the podium became louder, and Deng Te on the podium bit his fork and looked at the rotten girl coldly.
The rotten girl also looked at him carefully: "You are pretty good-looking."
Dent lowered his eyes coldly.
The rotten girl wiped off the cream from the ends of Dent's hair, took out a hairpin from her pocket, and helped him pin his bangs: "This way the cream won't get on the hair."
Dent wore a pink hairpin, cream on his thin lips, and said two words coldly: "Thank you."
Classmate A: "... can't describe..."
Classmate B: "...unreasonable..."
Classmate C: "... I really can't make it up..."
Classmate Ding: "Is he not here to collect protection money, nor is he here to engage in puppy love?"
The crowd realized that Dent had just had a whim and wanted to eat cake at their podium.
Class 8 students: "The boxing champion of Class 1 is so terrifying!"
The rotten girl returned to her chair, took out her notebook, and showed a particularly evil smile to Dent who was eating cake with her bangs tied on the podium: "From now on, you are my son's attack."
Lu Rong: "..."
The rotten girl knocked on Lu Rong's table lazily: "Son, what do you think?"
Lu Rong silently lowered his head while doing his homework, pretending he didn't hear anything.