As agreed, Alex spent the weekend fishing on the lake with Professor Harvey and his old friends.
He prepared the ingredients and boarded the yacht, only to discover, to his surprise, five beauties in bikinis aboard!
And then he spotted his Senior Brother, Bell, carrying a bucket of fish and a wetsuit?!
Remembering how serious Bell had looked before, Alex asked in surprise, "You're not really going to...?"
"That's right. You people from Yuan are smart. How did I never think of this before?"
"I thought about it for ages, and your suggestion seemed perfectly workable. Today, I'm going to make the professor look great!"
Speechless, Alex gave an awkward smile and went back to washing and preparing the vegetables.
Before long, the professor and three old men around his age got out of a car and walked to the yacht, chatting and laughing all the way.
Harvey introduced Alex and praised him in passing. The three men merely nodded.
If Harvey hadn't introduced him personally, they wouldn't even have spared him a glance. Yellow skin? In their eyes, that meant nothing more than cheap labor.
Not even on the same level as Black people.
Alex didn't mind. After more than a year here, he was already used to the arrogance ingrained in white people.
If he weren't a good student, if he hadn't served as the class representative and helped the professor teach those idiotic classmates, if he didn't know how to handle people and couldn't cook, they would look down on him just like they did Little Black Bro.
That thought only strengthened his resolve!
Aboard the yacht, Senior Brother Bell put on his wetsuit, went into the water, and promptly started hooking fish onto the professor's line. His method was far too obvious, though, and the