Chapter 443: Chapter 252: The Black Stick Mountain That Can Last a Millennium, Bai Mo’s Purple Dragon Climb

The group chat was abuzz, messages flying by quickly.

It was mainly Fang Yuan sending messages; she used to be the class monitor and communicated with the homeroom teacher the most. Now, even after graduation, she hasn’t lost touch with the teacher.

"Actually, the teacher’s life was quite comfortable."

"Her pension is pretty substantial!"

"Her son has a stable job and is even planning to have a second child."

"But when her son was planning for a second child, he won the lottery."

"The second child turned out to be triplets, and suddenly there are four kids in the family!"

Huh?

Bai Mo twitched his mouth.

A money-eating beast times four?

So many kids, so much fortune?

Other classmates in the group fell silent too, seemingly awed by the ferocity of the triplets.

"Four kids are too much pressure, so after retiring, the teacher wanted to find another job."

"At first, the training center offered the teacher an insanely high salary."

"During that time, the teacher was very conflicted and talked with me for a long time."

"She knew that the institution wasn’t interested in her teaching skills but in the fame of Bai Mo, the teacher! If she joined, the institution would definitely use Bai Mo’s name to recruit students."

"But she felt she wasn’t really Bai Mo’s teacher."

"Bai Mo barely attended her classes, and even when he did, he was asleep."

"Her conscience couldn’t handle it; she felt it was deceitful and taking advantage of Bai Mo."

"Later, she told me she went ahead, bit the bullet, and did it."

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

Such matters... are hard to judge.

But there are already many teachers profiting from the fame of "Bai Mo"... one more wouldn’t make much difference.

In the group chat, Fang Yuan continued messaging.

"Shortly after she joined, she discovered that the institution was backed by a big boss who recently contacted her."

"He wanted her to ask Bai Mo to do something!"

"That’s when she realized she had been deceived; she underestimated their appetite!"

"Then she fell out with the big boss and is now involved in a lawsuit."

"She and her husband are already discussing selling their house."

Fang Yuan finished sending her messages.

The group chat remained silent for a long time.

Not just Bai Mo, but everyone was puzzled.

Fang Yuan described the situation simply, but the calculations and schemes, the conflicts and arguments, the pull and push... there might be more behind it.

So the homeroom teacher was plotted against?

Is the adult world really that complicated?

It’s even more absurd than a novel!

More melodramatic than a TV drama!

After a while, someone in the group asked.

"Is Bai Mo here?"

"He must be busy, probably folded this group chat?"

No one mentioned Bai Mo; everyone has gone to college. They’re not kids anymore and understand the situation. They can understand Bai Mo pretending not to see.

"This matter is difficult to handle, even if they were sneaky, their tactics are still within the permissible legal boundaries."

"Can Bai Mo handle it?"

"Let’s not put Bai Mo in a tough spot."

"Did anyone ask Wang Yuanbao for help? Isn’t he a second-generation rich kid?"

"Can he help?"

"Already asked, he really is righteous! The lawyer helping out is his doing, but the lawyer said there’s little hope of winning the suit..."

"After all, the people involved are big capitalists, using underhanded tactics but still following the rules. They’re quite influential."

"Really, let’s not put Bai Mo in a tough spot."

The group grew even more silent.

"Should we start a donation drive? Everyone can give what they can?"

Bai Mo pondered for a while, finding it not so much difficult, but rather exhausting to deal with the complicated and treacherous thoughts in society.

He was about to look up and ask Fang Xiaoyu to handle the matter.

Suddenly he saw someone in the group mention everyone.

It was Zhang Shan.

"No need."

"This little issue shouldn’t trouble Bai Mo."

"Tell the teacher not to sell the house."

"The buyer trying to reduce the price is also arranged by those people."

"She’s already fine now."

A moment of silence filled the group.

People found it hard to believe that Zhang Shan actually pulled through?

"Why is she fine now?"

"Did you make them withdraw the lawsuit?"

Zhang Shan replied.

"Haven’t yet... withdrawing a lawsuit requires procedure and will take a few days."

"But the seven main perpetrators framing her are already in my prison van."

The group chat of Grade Three Class Five cooled again.

Zhang Shan really learned how to bluff?

He then posted a mocking emoji.

"Our business can leverage capital."

"But no capital will ever corrupt our business!"

Bai Mo chuckled.

Zhang Shan’s words were quite skillful.

But then he thought, wasn’t this the script President Wu Jianxian posted before?

Zhang Shan took his lines for bluffing.

He smiled, closed his phone, and returned to the computer screen, continuing to select suppliers for nasal absorbent packaging.

"Let Professor Hong Anxi and the others test again.

"Test for compatibility.

"Test for stability too, considering the complex operating environment of the Immortal Technique Committee.

"Light resistance and oxidation resistance..."

Bai Mo listed the items needing testing one by one, writing brief testing strategies.

He suddenly thought again...

"Could it be, the people who set up the homeroom teacher wanted to become suppliers?

"So they came to me?"

Bai Mo frowned.

What’s the background of those people? What’s the name of their company?

He hadn’t paid attention earlier and didn’t know...

"Oh well."

He added a sentence to the testing document.

"No use of any tainted businesses."

...

Beneath the dark clouds, the fierce wind blew.

Whoosh...

Crunch...

Hum...

At the Fox Mountain excavation site, the excavators were carefully operating, lifting shovelfuls of soil, revealing the outline of ancient relics.

Newly excavated copper plates and stone slabs piled up like mountains.

Newly excavated copper tripods and wine vessels were filled with yellow mud, toppled over and uncleaned.