The Music Box

On his first day in the middle school division, Wu Ming handled everything by himself: registration, picking up his uniform and books, touring the school, and learning about the clubs. His independent, self-reliant nature instantly put him head and shoulders above the kids who still needed their parents to accompany them. And thanks to his excellent grades, plenty of clubs had already extended an Olive Branch.

But Wu Ming wasn't in any hurry. He planned to keep observing for a while.

He had set his sights on climbing to the upper echelons of society, but joining the military or going into politics didn't seem to suit his temperament. In the end, he was more interested in the Business Club. It catered to students interested in finance and commerce, which also overlapped a little with his own business. He could put what he learned to practical use.

"Boss, there's something strange I need you to come take a look at!"

At the school gates, Wu Ming spotted Navi right away.

Navi was dressed in clean, tidy clothes. Thanks to the money he had earned from Wu Ming, his family had moved out of the shantytown and managed to claw their way up from the very bottom of society.

"What is it?"

Wu Ming had never intended for Navi to remain the king of the trash heap. During the summer break, he had already begun teaching him a little about appraisal, hoping to train him to become an appraiser.

Once Navi had learned enough, he would inspect each item first, then bring anything puzzling or uncertain to Wu Ming for a final assessment.

Besides, quite a few imitators had recently appeared around the garbage dump. The secret hadn't been exposed, but Wu Ming had grown a little wary all the same. In