Chapter 1212: Wang President's Well-Planned Scheme "Boss, the business is truly thriving," Lu Yun said with a cheerful smile. The middle-aged man straightened up, his posture proud. "Of course. Running a convenience store on campus is a golden opportunity—there's no way you're going to snatch this profitable venture from my hands." Though the items sold were only a few yuan, the volume of customers was simply overwhelming. It was still early morning, and once the students returned to campus, the moment classes ended, the rush of students flocking to the store was truly a steady stream of people. Sigh! Lu Yun managed a smile, pointing to the shelves and counters. "Sir, take a look—don't you think something's missing from the counters and shelves?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man was instantly taken aback, glanced at Lu Yun with suspicion, and hurriedly turned to check the shelves. To prevent further losses, he had already gone through all the stock on the shelves early in the morning, making sure he had a clear sense of what was on hand. Now, upon hearing Lu Yun's words, he immediately recalled the group of about a dozen young men who had just arrived—how could it be that so many people came in, only buying items worth a few yuan, clearly with a specific purpose? With this realization, a cold sweat broke out on the back of the middle-aged man's neck. He could no longer afford to lose more goods. If this situation continued, even if the small convenience store was profitable, it would surely suffer constant losses from these persistent young customers. His eyes swept across the goods on the shelves, and he felt greatly reassured—nothing had been lost after all. It seemed the young man sitting on the stool had been the one keeping things in check. Just as he turned to boast to Lu Yun, his gaze fell upon the pack of sausages. He remembered clearly from this morning that there were six packs, yet now only five remained. How had one simply disappeared without a trace? Trouble! The younger staff had played him for a fool! Furious, he abruptly turned and glared at Lu Yun, shouting, "You kid! Did your people deliberately come here to cause trouble?" The man's anger had been sparked by the loss, and Lu Yun, in turn, was incensed by the accusations. Rising to his feet, he snapped, "For heaven's sake, don't blame me—yourself is the one who's out of it!" Upon hearing this, the older man laughed with indignation, "Well, then, you're here to stir up trouble? Come with me to see the principal. Unless you return the stolen items, I'll peel your skin off!" "Speaking, the middle-aged man stormed out of the counter and approached Lu Yun, reaching out to grab his collar. "Want to fight?" Lu Yun didn't flinch, his fists clenched tightly. As long as the man dared to touch him, Lu Yun would deliver a solid punch—no negotiation. "Just gonna beat up a little kid like you, what's the matter?" The man's temper flared, and with a loud cry, he swung his palm toward Lu Yun's face. "Hey, you're a grown man—how dare you hit a student from my school?" Just as the tension reached its peak, a deep, resonant voice echoed, and then a sturdy figure stepped into the convenience store. The middle-aged man turned around upon hearing the voice, his heart pounding as he quickly withdrew his hand and approached with a cheerful smile. "It's Principal Wang, isn't it? I've actually been looking for you. You know, how come the students' quality has deteriorated so much these days? Just now, this young man brought in over a dozen students and stole quite a few of my belongings..." "You're being rather critical, aren't you? When you say the quality of students at our school has declined, is that specifically directed at me? Are you implying that our teachers—indeed, even me—lack basic standards?" After the widow left, Principal Wang was furious. He had never found the man with his crooked leg and bald head so unappealing. Hearing the middle-aged man speak this way, his anger flared up instantly. "Oh, Director Wang, I'm not saying that at all. Just think—my little shop, losing so much in one go, I simply can't afford it. Could you please ask this young man to return the items he took?" The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, silently cursing Director Wang for being overly protective of his students. "Director Wang, thank you," Landun said promptly as soon as Director Wang's gaze settled on him. His calm, harmless smile helped ease Director Wang's irritation. Director Wang nodded and then turned to the middle-aged man, saying, "Don't start making excuses. Landun is one of our top 'Three Good Students'—he even helped us solve a school-wide theft case. How could he possibly have stolen from your small shop?" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man clearly sensed that Director Wang was favoring Landun, and quickly replied, "Director Wang, every word I've said is true. If I lie even once, I'll be struck by thunder and lightning—my life will be over." "What's the use of a curse or a vow? I want facts. Go find the student who just stole from you, and then I'll give you my account." The headmaster glanced dismissively at the middle-aged man, who was nearly weeping, and waved his hand with authority. "By the way, there's something I'd like to tell you—quite coincidentally, since this incident has arisen right here at your office." Before the headmaster could finish, the man interrupted, "Headmaster, please go on." The headmaster nodded and said, "The school has decided, after careful study, to consolidate the convenience store's operations under the canteen for better management. You should take stock of your inventory over the next couple of days and provide me with a detailed figure." As soon as the headmaster finished speaking, the middle-aged man went completely blank, stunned. He had only just taken over the school a few days ago, and yet here was such a major decision already made. It made perfect sense why the widow had transferred her thriving convenience store to him—perhaps she had a close relationship with the headmaster, and had known about this all along. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became. His face turned pale with frustration, yet he dared not voice a single complaint in front of the headmaster. Instead, he managed a reluctant smile and made one final plea: "Headmaster, I've only just taken over from the widow, and now the school wants to contract the convenience store to the canteen. Could you possibly give me a bit of leniency? I'll make sure to cover all the necessary expenses—nothing will be cut." The middle-aged man didn't mention Mrs. Liu at all, but as soon as he did, Mr. Wang felt quite irritated. Originally, he had suggested handing over the convenience store to the canteen out of momentary frustration, but now, seeing the middle-aged man's current demeanor and recalling that Mrs. Liu had already moved on, he was determined to make it official—fully and completely—by assigning the convenience store to Zhang Yi of the canteen. With Mrs. Liu gone, if he could secure the convenience store for Zhang Yi, there might be opportunities to develop a relationship with Zhang Yi's wife, Liu Yun. Compared to Mrs. Liu, Liu Yun is undoubtedly younger. In the past, Zhang Yi's strong presence had made it difficult for him to approach her. Now, if the convenience store were to go to Zhang Yi and his wife, they would owe him a significant debt of gratitude, making future interactions with Liu Yun much more convenient. Thinking of this, Director Wang was instantly impressed by his own sudden inspiration, marveling at how fortunate it was that he could rise to the position of head of the school—what a capable mind this was! Such an ingenious idea had just emerged. Ha ha!