Wang Yue hadn't expected Xiang Pengfei to be so enterprising. He said casually, "It's doable, but I'm worried people in Guizhou won't have much buying power."
Xiang Pengfei shook his head and smiled. "It's okay, Brother Wang. Even if I only sell a few, that's still better than my dad breaking rocks!"
Wang Yue was at a loss for words. He could only nod and say, "No problem. I can let you take the goods first and pay me later!"
Xiang Pengfei's eyes reddened with emotion. He truly didn't know what to say. Then he suddenly remembered the gift he'd brought and quickly said, "Wait a moment!" He ran to the school gate, took the gift from his parents, and handed it to Wang Yue. Only then did he say, "Brother Wang, I got this for you. I hope you don't mind it's nothing special."
Wang Yue knew Xiang Pengfei wouldn't feel at ease if he refused, so he accepted the gift without hesitation. Then he said warmly, "Pengfei, since you're here, make the most of the summer vacation and catch up on your studies. Especially your pronunciation. Even if you don't learn to speak like people here in Suzhou, you should at least speak Mandarin. Otherwise, you'll have a hard time communicating with people, and that won't be good for you."
Lin Dongzhe thought that made a lot of sense and immediately offered, "Pengfei, Xiao Ting and I can help you catch up. By the way, what grade are you going into?"
Xiang Pengfei quickly replied, "I'm supposed to be going into eighth grade."
Lin Dongzhe was delighted. "That's great! We can be in the same grade."
Xiang Pengfei paused, then asked uncertainly, "I thought you two were a year below me. How come you're suddenly going into eighth