The Protagonist’s Money-Making Plan

Just as Wen Jing was lost in her thoughts, an annoying voice interrupted her.

"Wen Jing, I can't solve this math problem. Can you teach me?"

Wen Jing turned and saw a chubby boy with a round face.

His name was Chen Zishi, a big guy with average looks and poor academic performance.

Wen Jing didn't feel like dealing with Chen Zishi, so she simply wrote down the solution and handed it to him, telling him to figure it out himself.

Then she added:

"I need to study."

Chen Zishi didn't dare to ask more questions and awkwardly walked away.

He returned to his seat, feeling dejected.

"Hey, fatso, do you like her?" Chu Bai teased.

"What? No, don't talk nonsense," Chen Zishi immediately denied.

"Don't lie. I can tell."

"Keep it a secret, okay? Don't go spreading it around."

"Don't worry. I'll tell you a secret too. I like Xu Muyan. Now we're even."

"Looks like we're in the same boat," Chen Zishi sighed.

"We're not the same. I'll definitely win Xu Muyan over. She'll be mine sooner or later," Chu Bai said confidently.

"Look at Wang Haoran and Xu Muyan. They're always discussing study problems and laughing together. Who knows? They might already have sparks flying. What chance do you have?" Chen Zishi glanced at the handsome boy and beautiful girl sitting not far away.

"That Wang Haoran is just a coward who doesn't dare to take responsibility. I'll expose his true colors sooner or later. When that happens, Xu Muyan won't give him the time of day," Chu Bai said bitterly.

"Wang Haoran is really annoying. He always makes Wen Jing give up her seat, disrupting her studies. Go for it, man. I'm rooting for you to win Xu Muyan over," Chen Zishi said, equally frustrated.

"Thanks for the encouragement. If Xu Muyan becomes my girlfriend, I'll make sure she puts in a good word for you with Wen Jing. With their close relationship, you might have a chance with Wen Jing too," Chu Bai patted Chen Zishi on the shoulder.

"Bro, you're the best! Remember what you said!" Chen Zishi was instantly excited, his favorability toward Chu Bai skyrocketing.

Sometimes, male friendships form just that quickly.

Xu Muyan and Wen Jing weren't just deskmates; they were also very close friends, often seen together around the school.

Xu Muyan's words carried a lot of weight with Wen Jing.

"You have to pay Fan Jian, Fan Tong, and Qin Shousheng 30,000 yuan in medical compensation. That's a huge amount. Your parents will be furious if they find out. Have you figured out how to explain it?"

Now that Chen Zishi and Chu Bai had grown closer, he couldn't help but worry about Chu Bai's problem.

"Tomorrow's a day off. I'll figure it out myself," Chu Bai said in a low voice.

"Wait, you're not planning to rob someone, are you?" Chen Zishi was shocked.

He remembered that Chu Bai's family was struggling financially.

"Of course not. I'm planning to... win it," Chu Bai said mysteriously.

"Gambling? That's so unreliable. Haven't you heard that nine out of ten gamblers lose?"

"Nine out of ten lose, but there's still one who wins. I'm that one. Besides, I have absolute confidence. I just need a bit more starting capital," Chu Bai said, glancing at Chen Zishi before asking:

"Do you have any money? Can you lend me some?"

"I have a thousand."

"Wow, you're loaded!"

"Not really. My family's just average. I've been saving this for half a year, planning to buy Wen Jing a nice birthday gift this month."

"Lend me the money for now. I'll definitely pay you back before Wen Jing's birthday."

"Alright, but you have to pay me back on time."

"Don't worry. If I don't pay you back, you can chop my head off and use it as a stool," Chu Bai vowed.

——

Finally, the school day ended.

At the school gate, students headed home in various ways.

Some rode bicycles, some took the bus, and others were picked up by private cars.

A Rolls-Royce Cullinan parked at the school gate, drawing everyone's attention.

Under the envious and jealous gazes of countless boys and the adoring looks of the girls, Wang Haoran got into the car.

"Young Master, are we heading straight home?" the middle-aged driver asked respectfully.

"First, take me to the nearest private detective agency," Wang Haoran said.

The driver was surprised but didn't ask any questions and started the car.

He had been working for the Wang family for almost ten years and knew better than to pry into things he shouldn't.

Soon, the Cullinan stopped in front of a modest-sized detective agency.

Wang Haoran entered alone.

He found the person in charge and handed over a simple document.

The document contained information about Chu Bai, including a photo and his home address.

The photo had been secretly taken by one of Wang Haoran's lackeys, and the address was copied from the student registry.

"Track Chu Bai and report his movements in real-time."

That was Wang Haoran's request.

At first, the detective agency refused.

Their reason: they were a legitimate agency and didn't do paparazzi work.

But when Wang Haoran offered triple the usual fee, they immediately changed their tune and accepted the job.

The so-called triple fee was only 30,000 yuan.

For a rich second-generation like Wang Haoran, it was pocket change.

After leaving his phone number, Wang Haoran left the detective agency.

The agency immediately got to work.

——

Night fell.

At the Wang family villa.

In the luxurious dining room, Wang Haoran dined alone.

The table was filled with over a dozen dishes, all prepared by a chef with five-star hotel experience.

The flavors were impeccable.

Several servants stood by, ready to attend to any of Wang Haoran's needs.

Wang Haoran couldn't help but feel emotional.

In his previous life, he had been a penniless nobody. Living the life of a wealthy young master had been nothing but a distant dream.

And now, that dream had become reality.

His parents weren't home.

But that was fine. Wang Haoran wasn't sure how to face them yet.

After all, he had been an orphan in his previous life. After transmigrating, he had no emotional connection to these parents.

His father was a big boss, managing the Wang family's various businesses. He was always busy.

It wasn't unusual for him to be away for one or two months at a time.

His mother came from a wealthy family and ran her own company. She was also very busy.

When she did have some rare free time, she spent it at high-end beauty salons.

In his memories, Wang Haoran had very few opportunities to spend time with his parents.

Feeling guilty, they showered him with unconditional love and indulgence.

Whatever he wanted, they would provide.

In the original plot, Wang Haoran had initially fought the protagonist alone. But eventually, the entire Wang family, including his mother's side, joined the fight against the protagonist—all because of this unreserved indulgence.

But then again, isn't it a common trope for villainous rich second-generations to be spoiled by their families?

Imagine if the villain's parents said: "You ungrateful child! How could you do such evil things? Stop it right now, or I'll disown you!"

If that happened, how would the story even progress?