Wen Xiancheng left his phone number with the teacher and sold ten children's books before leaving.
Afterward, Wen Xiancheng visited several other kindergartens nearby and left his number with each of them.
But he did not sell another book.
Wen Xiancheng could not help sighing.
Looks like I still need to work on my speaking and sales skills!
He had made a fool of himself several times that day.
Toward dusk, Wen Xiancheng also visited the elite elementary school he had gone to before.
Here, Wen Xiancheng finally made some headway.
He was taken to the director of academic affairs.
There, the director and a group of teachers looked through the elementary-school workbooks. In the end, they bought all one hundred of Wen Xiancheng's workbooks for fifty low-grade spirit stones apiece and took his phone number.
Wen Xiancheng left with the low-grade spirit stones, feeling as though he were walking on air.
Adding in the children's books he had sold earlier for forty low-grade spirit stones each, he had done well.
He had earned 5,400 spirit stones that day!
After deducting the cost of one low-grade spirit stone per book, his total profit came to 5,290 low-grade spirit stones!
At this rate, just ten rounds of sales would be enough to buy the Marrow-Cleansing Liquid for his Mouse Clone!
On his way back to his rented room, Wen Xiancheng bought himself a huge pile of snacks as a reward!
Of course, he also decided to treat Cui Qianqian to a good meal the next time he saw her!
But Wen Xiancheng had not forgotten his original purpose.
Making money by selling children's books treated with Illusion Arts was not his ultimate goal.
His ultimate goal was to advance his cultivation and practice Illusion Arts!
After taking a shower, Wen Xiancheng resumed practicing Illusion Arts.
That day, he had already reached the tenth page of Cui Qianqian's notebook.
This time, instead of constructing simple straight lines to form words or patterns, he was working with curves.
Wen Xiancheng could not remember the material that followed.
He planned to send his Mouse Clone to Cui Qianqian's place again that night to look at the contents of her notebook.
He practiced until around nine that evening, when his phone rang.
Wen Xiancheng stopped practicing and picked up his phone in puzzlement.
The next moment, his breath caught slightly.
It was Sun Xinlei, the teacher from the first kindergarten he had visited!
Wen Xiancheng hurriedly answered. "Hello, Ms. Sun!"
Sun Xinlei chuckled. "Getting impatient, were you? I only just got off work! I've been busy all day sorting out your business!"
Wen Xiancheng's face lit up.
There was no doubt what those words meant: it had worked out!
Wen Xiancheng patted his chest. "Ms. Sun, let me treat you to dinner!"
"Don't worry about dinner. Save your money for cultivation!" Sun Xinlei said. "I just discussed it with the principal and some of the parents, and everyone quite likes your products. But we have two requirements."
"Go ahead, Ms. Sun," Wen Xiancheng said.
"First, as I mentioned before, we don't want your children's books. Our school wants custom textbooks. We have fifteen classes, with one textbook each for the junior, middle, and senior levels."
Wen Xiancheng swallowed. "How many textbooks altogether?"
"Three hundred, for now," Sun Xinlei said. "We want to see how the children respond overall first. If they really work well, we'll keep ordering custom textbooks. Is that all right?"
Wen Xiancheng quickly asked, "What about the deadline? When do you need them?"
"There's no rush. Within a month!"
"No problem!" Wen Xiancheng said.
"Second, there's the price," Sun Xinlei continued. "I really did try to negotiate for you. I told the principal you're still a student working your way through school. But both the principal and the parents want a slight reduction. They're asking for thirty-five low-grade spirit stones per book. Would that work for you?"
Wen Xiancheng let out a long breath.
That was almost a third less than the fifty he had sold his first book for!
Still, there was nothing he could do. This was an order for three hundred custom books at once!
"All right," Wen Xiancheng said. "Thirty-five it is."
Sun Xinlei smiled. "If that's settled, the rest is easy. Come to our kindergarten at ten tomorrow morning. I'll take you to meet the principal, and we'll sign a book-order agreement."
After hanging up, Wen Xiancheng felt a jumble of emotions.
He was a little disappointed about the price.
But he was also a little excited.
At this rate, he would soon save up fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones!
The thought of soon being able to buy the Marrow-Cleansing Liquid and cultivate alongside his Mouse Clone filled Wen Xiancheng with energy.
"I'm not sleeping tonight. I'll keep practicing!"
Early the next morning, Wen Xiancheng arrived at the kindergarten.
Sun Xinlei was already waiting at the entrance.
He followed Sun Xinlei to the principal's office, where they began drafting the contract.
Watching Wen Xiancheng write out a long series of clauses without a moment's hesitation, the principal smiled and nodded. "Young man, you're the most capable student I've ever met when it comes to getting things done. Plenty of university law graduates couldn't write these clauses as fluently as you."
Wen Xiancheng felt secretly pleased. If you knew what I did before transmigrating, you wouldn't be so surprised.
Despite that thought, Wen Xiancheng put on a bashful expression and scratched his head. "It's nothing special. I've just read a lot of them."
Smiling, the principal took four business cards from a holder on the desk and handed them to Wen Xiancheng. "Here."
Puzzled, Wen Xiancheng stopped writing and took the cards.
They were business cards for the principals of four kindergartens!
"Give them a call and tell them Old Xu referred you," the principal said. "They'll do me that favor. Of course, it'll mainly depend on the quality of what you're selling. These are all for children, so don't cut corners. Otherwise, you won't just lose your sales-I'll get an earful too!"
Touched, Wen Xiancheng bowed to the principal. "Thank you! I stake my integrity on it: I'll never do anything so unscrupulous in my life!"
The principal and Sun Xinlei exchanged smiles.
"That's good!" Sun Xinlei said. "In business, you have to guarantee quality if you want to go far!"
Once the agreement was drafted, Wen Xiancheng and the principal both signed it.
The principal paid ten thousand low-grade spirit stones up front, with the balance to be paid once Wen Xiancheng delivered the three hundred customized textbooks.
Afterward, Wen Xiancheng collected three hundred textbooks and took a taxi back to his rented room.
Before lunch, Wen Xiancheng bought a large bag of snacks and carried one hundred textbooks on his back to visit Cui Qianqian.
Cui Qianqian took the snacks, feeling surprised and pleased, but even more troubled.
She found it hard to bear the thought that one day Wen Xiancheng might suddenly turn out to be someone her older sister or someone else had hired to exploit her, or even strike at her.
Taking the snacks and the hundred textbooks, Cui Qianqian said, "Wen Xiancheng."
Wen Xiancheng also noticed something unusual in her expression. "If something's on your mind, just say it. There's no need for suspicion between us."
At his words, Cui Qianqian smiled again and shook her head. "No, it's nothing. Thank you for the snacks. This is the first time a guy other than my dad has given me snacks. Thank you."
Wen Xiancheng smiled. "You deserve them. There's no need to say that. Don't worry, I promise your name will become more and more renowned. When that happens, people will at least acknowledge that you have the potential to become a second Professor Liu Lanzhi!"
(End of chapter)
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