The Showdown

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Thanks to Capsule Corp's promotion, smartphones had become all the rage among young people.

Over the past month, Son Gohan had also had Pilaf and the others develop several apps, such as QQ, WeChat, and Tomato Free Novels, just like the ones from his past life.

Since smartphones had only just gone on sale, Son Gohan and Pilaf hadn't started making money from selling them yet.

But the apps they developed had already earned them quite a lot.

After seeing the huge business opportunity, many wealthy people wanted to buy the apps from Son Gohan and the others.

But Son Gohan refused them all.

The apps Pilaf developed had all been extremely popular in his past life. He knew how valuable they were, so naturally, he wasn't about to sell them off just like that.

At a restaurant in West City.

Son Gohan and Pilaf's group were celebrating the money they'd earned over the past month.

Mai: "King Pilaf, this is wonderful! The apps we developed this month are bringing in hundreds of thousands every day!"

"What's a few hundred thousand? Once our smartphones have spread all over the world, tens of millions a day will be nothing!"

Pilaf laughed heartily.

Shu: "That's right! Then we'll have plenty of money to collect the Dragon Balls!"

Son Gohan: "The Dragon Balls?"

"No, he said Glass marbles. Shu really likes collecting Glass marbles!"

"Is that so?"

"Right! Gohan, we haven't thanked you yet. We wouldn't have made this much money without you!"

As he spoke, Pilaf immediately raised his glass of juice.

Seeing this, Shu and Mai raised their own glasses too.

"Cheers!"

Pilaf said, then drained his glass in one go.

Seeing this, Son Gohan and the others quickly drank their juice.

After that, the three of them spent every day busy developing software and building their new company.

They were so busy that they even forgot about collecting the Dragon Balls.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

After three months, Son Gohan had grown quite a bit stronger.

His base battle power had now reached 4.5 billion.

At that moment, Son Gohan sat tensely in the living room at home, getting ready to come clean to Chi-Chi about the company he had started with Pilaf.

"Gohan, what is it you want to tell me?"

"Mom, the truth is, I started a company!"

"A company? Don't joke around, Gohan. You're only seven. How could you possibly start a company?"

Just then, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.

"Wait here. I'll get the door!"

As she spoke, Chi-Chi hurried to answer it.

When she opened the door, Chi-Chi saw two men in suits holding a black briefcase.

"Hello. May I ask who you are?"

"Hello, we work for President Son's company. President Son asked us to come by today!"

"P-President Son!"

Chi-Chi stared at Son Gohan in disbelief.

"Could this President Son you're talking about be Gohan?"

"That's right!"

The man nodded.

Chi-Chi still couldn't quite believe it. She pinched her left hand.

"Ow! So it's not a dream!"

"You just said Gohan asked you to come. What did he ask you to do?"

"President Son asked us to bring him some money!"

"Bring money?"

"That's right!"

As he spoke, the man set down the briefcase and opened it. It was packed with large-denomination bills.

"S-so much money!"

"There's fifty million in here altogether!"

The man said.

"F-fifty million!"

Chi-Chi was stunned.

Then she raised her right hand and pinched her own cheek.

"Ow! Looks like I really am not dreaming. So... this is all Gohan's?"

"Mm!"

The man nodded.

Chi-Chi immediately turned to Son Gohan.

"Gohan, what's going on? You haven't been using the Dragon Balls, have you?"

"No, Mom. I just partnered with someone and had him make some phones, then developed some phone apps and earned a little money!"

A little? Fifty million was just a little money now?

"But Gohan, aren't you studying every day?"

Chi-Chi stared at him.

"No... I just found someone to make some phones in my spare time!"

"Oh, is that so? You sure have a lot of spare time!"

Chi-Chi smiled.

"Um... Mom, what about this fifty million..."

Chi-Chi gave a cold snort.

"Gohan, our family may be poor, but we've never stolen or robbed anyone. If you don't explain where this money came from, I absolutely won't accept it!"

Hearing that, Son Gohan helplessly pulled his phone out of his pants pocket and called Bulma.

The call was soon answered.

"Gohan, what is it?"

"Aunt Bulma, my mom doesn't believe I started a company, so I wanted you to explain it to her!"

"I see. Then give the phone to Chi-Chi!"

Son Gohan handed the phone to Chi-Chi.

"Chi-Chi, it's Bulma!"

"Bulma!"

"Yes. Everything about Gohan's company is true. The smartphones recently launched by Capsule Corp were made by Gohan and his friends!"

"Smartphones!"

Chi-Chi looked at the phone in her hand.

There had indeed been a lot more smartphones around West City lately, but they were too expensive, so Chi-Chi hadn't bought one.

She never would have guessed that Son Gohan and his friends had made them.

But Son Gohan was only seven. How could he possibly know how to make phones? It just didn't make sense.

"Gohan, tell me honestly. Did you really make these phones with your friends?"

"No. I just told my friends about the features a smartphone should have. They and their associates handled the research and manufacturing!"

"Your friends?"

"That's right. They're all adults. After they heard my ideas, they really liked them, so they went ahead and made the smartphones!"

"Is that so?"

Chi-Chi was still only half-convinced.

"What about the company?"

"After my friends made the smartphones, I partnered with Aunt Bulma to manufacture a large number of them. Then my friends and I started a company together!"

Chi-Chi still wasn't entirely convinced.

"Gohan, don't lie to me. Be careful those strangers don't take advantage of you!"

"They won't, Mom. Don't worry!"

"That's right, Chi-Chi. Gohan is very smart, and I've visited his company myself. Everything is completely legal and aboveboard!"

"Is that so!"

Hearing that, Chi-Chi relaxed a little.

"Then, Mom, do you believe me now?"

Chi-Chi gave a cold snort.

"Gohan, even if you really did start a company, you can't just trust strangers!"

"...Okay!"

Son Gohan nodded.

"Then, Mom, could I... maybe not have to study so much?"

The books and practice problems Chi-Chi had assigned him were many times what other kids his age had to do.