Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 76 Driving Manual

Now Edwards himself looks like a complete idiot.

Who would tell another person exactly what they want to do to them?

She clearly wanted to win over Fu Chen's family, yet she actually said it out loud in front of him...

It's one thing to say it out loud, but to actually ask the other party for advice is just ridiculous. Who could have imagined that such an absurd thing could happen?

No, there's something even more absurd. The most absurd thing is that Edwards actually only saw the psychology committee member as a psychology committee member.

Completely unaware that the other party was actually Fu Chen!

Fortunately, he did not reveal Fu Chen's name in this statement.

Based on the suggestions and methods of help Fu Chen just gave me…

He probably didn't realize that he was targeting their family, right?

Otherwise, who would be willing to give advice to him in front of his face, and try to win over his entire family?

Isn't that ridiculous?

Or does Fu Chen already know that I'm targeting their family, but he just hasn't said it outright?

Harmful…

Edwards slapped himself.

Don't always assume others are so smart.

There are indeed many smart people in this world. Although nothing is absolute, the word "absolute" certainly applies to Pui Choi Secondary School.

There are absolutely no normal people in Pui Choi Secondary School.

There will absolutely be no smart people in Pui Choi Secondary School.

Even if he had said those words outright, how could Fu Chen possibly know what he had done?

Could Fu Chen be so absolutely certain that he was targeting their family?

That's impossible.

Fu Chen isn't that smart, at least not as smart as I am!

Edwards proudly and confidently raised his head.

He chuckled and looked up at Fu Chen's foolish face.

Fu Chen just gave him a great suggestion: persevere, keep going, win people's hearts with sincerity, and serve Fu Chen's family diligently.

Only in this way can we further persuade their family.

And Edwards was indeed absolutely convinced by this explanation, otherwise he wouldn't have had this idea.

So he mustered the courage to ask, "So, class representative, what exactly do you think I should do?"

Fu Chen's eyes darted around. This kid is way too greedy!

Then he explained the specific method to Edwards.

"First, you have to focus all your energy on winning them over and put everything else aside for the time being."

"I ask you, you keep saying that winning over their family is as easy as finding a tree in a dark corner, so what exactly did you do?"

Edwards scratched his head: "I make them breakfast and dinner, and I also mop the floor and wash the dishes..."

"That's it."

Fu Chen covered his head with his hands.

"I'm not a bro. Doing these trivial things, these insignificant little things, is not how you think you can successfully win over their whole family."

What the hell are you thinking? You're joking with me over here! You're owed eight hundred yuan!

"Huh? Why do student counselors have to charge money?"

"The student counselor is only responsible for listening to your innermost thoughts. Who said the position of student counselor has to provide advice? You're taking advantage and then complaining. I don't know if you'll actually provide advice or not..."

All I know is that if you successfully win over that family, their house will be yours, their money will be yours, and everything they own will be yours.

From now on, the whole family will go out to earn money so that it's all for you alone to spend!

Fu Chen's magnetic voice seemed to leave a permanent mark on Edwards's mind, much like a dandelion seed rapidly entering his nasal cavity.

It made him itch with desire; the seeds of lust and the imagined harvest echoed in his mind like the whispers of a devil.

Correct.

That's right, the psychology committee member is right. This is a huge investment. It's worth it to get a plan for a mere eight hundred dollars.

Moreover, Fu Chen, the psychology committee member, was almost the most reliable class officer in the entire class, and he had no doubt about that at all.

I have already successfully advised many students who were in conflict and confusion, and achieved very good results.

Edwards touched his pocket; he only had 1,800 dollars inside.

He has no family, and his mother is unwilling to take care of him, so he earns his own money and spends it on his own. This money is what he earned from his summer job last month.

"for you!"

Edwards seemed to have made up his mind. When he neatly handed eight hundred dollars to Fu Chen, he felt a little dazed, and something seemed absurd and wrong.

Giving Fu Chen money to come up with a plan for her to win over Fu Chen's family—this kind of operation sounds increasingly awkward.

He didn't have time to think about all this nonsense, and pushed the money into Fu Chen's hand.

But at the same time, Liu Haitao from the next group also came over with eight hundred yuan.

"??" Fu Chen looked at him in confusion.

Liu Haitao declared righteously, "I know I'm going to be fined 800 yuan, so hurry up and take it!"

It turns out that Liu Haitao had been listening to the two talking the whole time because he was bored.

Coincidentally, this 800 yuan became a source of widespread harm.

Fu Chen glanced at Liu Haitao and slowly shook his head: "You misheard me. I clearly said one thousand. I'm going to fine you one thousand yuan!"

Liu Haitao slammed his hand on the table!

Those eyebrows were thick, and the corners of that mouth were slightly downturned…

He looked like a thunder god, as if he was about to unleash his thunderous fury at any moment.

But he loudly proclaimed, "I know it's a thousand, I'm just giving you eight hundred first. Take the money now so I can get the rest of the money!"

Fu Chen shook his head again: "What, one thousand? I clearly said two thousand!"

"It's two thousand, I remember, I know it clearly in my heart!"

Liu Haitao nodded gracefully, while searching for money in his backpack with one hand.

"It's three thousand."

Liu Haitao pointed out three thousand yuan…

"It's ten thousand."

Liu Haitao pointed out 10,000 yuan.

"It's 100,000!"

Liu Haitao pointed out 100,000 yuan.

Holy crap?

You fucking carry 100,000 yuan with you to school?

"It's...two hundred thousand..."

Liu Haitao found 200,000...

Edwards, who was standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded.

Fu Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Don't overthink it. Trying to buy things for free at school will be tough."

Then he turned around and said, "It's five hundred thousand!"

At this point, Liu Haitao finally stopped paying.

Ha ha.

You think you can mess with me? Out of money, huh? Can't come up with any more?

But Liu Haitao handed a card to Fu Chen.

"What the hell?"

Liu Haitao: "Oh, this is a card for the school locker. Go to locker 5008; there's about a million yuan left in there."

"..."

"Is making money that easy?"

"Is your family that rich?"

Liu Haitao sighed, "Yeah, having money can be a problem..."

Damn it.

Fu Chen kicked him to the ground.

What nonsense are you spouting to us?

Do you know that nowadays, graduates from ordinary universities, even those who are third-level martial artists or alchemists, only earn a few hundred thousand yuan a year?

You can easily make a top student work for you for ten years, so why the hell are you worried?

You have so many worries, why don't you just throw a tantrum? You beast!

Fu Chen stuffed Liu Haitao's money and cards back into Liu Haitao's own backpack.

It seems that fate is fair. Although Liu Haitao's family is indeed rich, he is a complete idiot.

What's the use of being so rich if you squander money like this?

"Liu Haitao?"

"Yes, I'm listening. I know you're calling me. What is it?"

Fu Chen said, "All the money in your house actually belongs to me."

"Damn it! I know about this!"

Liu Haitao closed his eyes in anguish, and in a daze, prepared to go downstairs to tell his parents about the matter, urging them to hand over the wealth that originally belonged to Fu Chen as soon as possible.

"I was just kidding, what are you doing?"

"I fucking know you're joking with me, I know I'm joking with you too..."

Edwards was a little impatient, but more so eager: "It's not my turn yet! Class is about to start!"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Fu Chen made a downward pressing gesture to calm him down.

Then I sat back down.

"That's right, brother. From what I understand about your situation, the root of everything is laziness."

"Lazy? Are you saying I'm lazy?"

"Otherwise what?"

Fu Chen gave him a look and expression that said, "You're hopeless, aren't you?": "Aren't you lazy?"

Edwards' face darkened: "I get up at five to cook, and then go out to cook for you at seven in the evening... They cook, and then they have to wash the dishes, mop the floor, and do all that... Am I considered lazy?"

"Look at you, doing such a tiny thing and acting like you've done something amazing, so petty and narrow-minded. Isn't that just laziness? I'm asking you, is housework just that bullshit cooking and washing dishes?"

"Is cooking such a troublesome thing?"

Edwards replied, "That's right, and it's not just me, you... not just their whole family thinks that way. Only my cooking suits their taste!"

"What a joke! You can't even tell they're being polite? They're just praising you too much. Don't get too cocky."

"Wait, you're not talking about our house, are you?"

At this moment, Edwards realized that the psychology committee member in front of him was Fu Chen…

"No, no, no, are you kidding me? Of course not!"

"That's good, that's good." Fu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"In my opinion, you will not only have to take on these insignificant and almost useless family responsibilities, but also all other tasks—anything you can think of, anything you can't, anything you can't see, anything you can't see, anything you can do, or anything you can't do..."

Laundry and mopping, appliance repair, serving tea and water, cleaning and dusting, cooking and washing vegetables...

You will be responsible for and complete all kinds of tasks. This is my advice to you: do everything you can to please them. If you give your heart, they will definitely reciprocate with theirs!

Understood!

Edwards understood with frustration.

Because he knew just how heavy the price was for this so-called "sincerity".

That's something that can only be accomplished if you're on call 24/7, working like a dead dog...

It's a pretty messed up situation.

But there was really no other way; he had to do it this way.

School's out.

There were supposed to be two potions lessons with Xiongda today.

But he didn't come.

It's really hard to guess what the reason is...

To be honest, Fu Chen thought it was all his own fault.

If I hadn't asked that question, the other person wouldn't have discovered that their son wasn't actually their biological son.

It would have been so bad if all these messy things hadn't happened.

Nothing much happened that day, and Fu Chen rode his bicycle home.

Just as he was about to leave the school gate, Edwards stopped him.

It was as if he wasn't seeing their class's psychology representative, nor was he seeing the psychology representative from whom he had just learned the secrets and strategies to please Fu Chen's family.

And that is his good brother, and future family member, Fu Chen.

"Fu Chen, all you need to do today is buy groceries. You don't need to do anything else. Wait for me to get back!"

"Go back? Go back where?" Fu Chen asked, puzzled.

"Going back to your home?"

Fu Chen: "Look at you, you've gone mad again. That's my house, we should use the old name."

"Yes, yes, it's your old house. Anyway, you don't need to do anything today. Wait for me, I'll tidy up the house for you, making sure it's neat, clean, and organized!"

Edwards was a little impatient, to be honest, because of Fu Chen's correction of his words earlier.

It's about the past, not going back. So, there's still a very long way to go before we can meet the standards of becoming a family with Fu Chen. It's a long and arduous journey.

That's why we need to work even harder to improve the relationship between the two sides; otherwise, even a god couldn't save him.

It's 7 p.m.

Edwards, right on time, like a spider, climbed out of the school gate.

On the way, he once again bought a bicycle for free from a roadside parking space that "nobody wanted."

"Home is home, home is the foundation, happiness is the best, we sing and dance, joyful life spreads to every family, this is home, this is light, every corner is full of hope, hand in hand, spinning around, happiness is always by our side..."

Halfway through his ride, he suddenly heard a really awful song.

Listening to the AI ​​song playing from the roadside ditch, Edwards looked up in confusion...

Home is a pancake shop.

Holy crap, this is so heartwarming! The owner here must be a very loving and responsible father and son.

He stopped the car, muttering to himself the method Fu Chen had told him.

No matter what he was doing, he always thought of Fu Chen's family first, so he planned to buy some pancakes to take back to Fu Chen and his family.

Show your appreciation by consistently demonstrating it in everyday little things; this will help you build up the other person's goodwill.

But just as he was about to speak...

But then they discovered...

"Holy crap, black guys can make pancakes too?"

"What the hell are you talking about? You're a black guy too, aren't you here to buy pancakes too?"

Two dark-skinned men stared at each other, one middle-aged and the other a young man.