Chapter 161: See If I'm Not Badass

Around three o'clock that night, a figure snuck out of the male dormitory at the Institute of Technology and arrived at the entrance of a storefront in the College Student Entrepreneurship Center.

He clearly had a key, but instead of unlocking the door normally, he picked up a brick and "bang!" smashed it against the glass door.

"Clatter."

The glass door cracked in response.

The figure was not satisfied; he went inside and smashed a pair of half-person-tall vases.

As he smashed them, he muttered, "What a pity. I heard this pair of vases cost over 600. Brother Yang is really too ruthless."

The next morning, Yang Tianxing first had a leisurely breakfast at his school cafeteria, then wandered around his classroom for a while.

(Note: The source text splits this sentence across lines 【7】 and 【8】.)

Ever since Liu Jiaoyue returned to her books, that guy had been spending more time in the classroom.

After spacing out for half the class and guessing that the situation over there had blown up enough, Yang Tianxing finally rushed to the Chang'an Institute of Technology.

Today, he had only one mission—to get a refund and leave. Of course, he wasn't really leaving; he was just putting on a show.

"Brother Yang, the shop has been smashed."

Pang Haofei shouted from afar.

A crowd of people had gathered at the storefront entrance, including the management center director, Liu Xu, and several security guards in uniform, including the fat man who had come to throw his weight around yesterday.

"What was smashed?"

Yang Tianxing ran over with a look of "surprise" on his face.

He squeezed past the onlookers to take a peek inside, thinking to himself that this kid Pang Haofei had been quite ruthless; he couldn't even find a porcelain shard larger than 10 square centimeters from the two vases, which meant they had been smashed again and again.

Sure enough, a man's words couldn't be trusted; yesterday, after receiving the mission, Pang Haofei had hugged the vases and lamented for a long time, but when it came to smashing them, he had been truly, damnably enthusiastic.

Yang Tianxing immediately found the fat man. Before he could even begin to cast blame, the fat youth, possessing a strong survival instinct, stammered, "It wasn't me, I didn't smash it. Last night I went for a massage with my big brother."

Yang Tianxing thought to himself, I've already picked up this pot of shit, do you really think you can run?

Take the blame!

"If you wanted to smash the door, fine, at worst I'll just have it repaired."

Yang Tianxing pointed at the vases and said angrily, "But what did the vases do wrong? These were specially scouted by Director Liu at Xiangzi Temple Street, and you were ruthless enough to smash them too?"

Liu Xu's complexion had already been poor, and now, under this provocation, it turned faintly greenish.

Even a rabbit will bite when pushed to the limit; did they really think a scholar had no temper?

"It really wasn't me!"

The fat man had long since been unable to stand the suspicious gazes around him and swore to the heavens, "Whoever the hell smashed the vases, may they have no asshole if they have a son in the future."

Hearing this from the side, Pang Haofei cursed the fat man while comforting himself that having a daughter would be fine; a little cotton-padded jacket is thoughtful.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Qiu Zhilan. Qiu Zhilan knew the full extent of the plan and ignored Pang Haofei with a blushing face.

Pang Haofei was secretly happy; although Senior Sister Qiu wasn't that pretty, she was the type he liked.

"What do you mean by that? So you're saying I smashed them myself?"

Yang Tianxing debated with the fat man: "Do you think I came to the College Student Entrepreneurship Center in the middle of the night, smashed the door, and then smashed the vases, just so everyone could watch the show?"

"That's not what I meant."

The fat man waved his hands. He couldn't imagine in a million years that Yang Tianxing was telling the truth, and he even helped Yang Tianxing argue: "You're not a lunatic, why would you smash your own things? I meant that no one smashed them."

Yang Tianxing nodded: "That's right, the vases committed suicide, and that wasn't enough, they had to take the glass door with them."

A female college student nearby heard this and couldn't help but let out a "pfft" of laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yang Tianxing said with a stern face: "We are all sad, and you're the only one laughing. Maybe you were the one who smashed it."

"It wasn't me."

The young girl was also startled: "We're just a dessert shop, not a delivery service. We don't have any business conflicts, and we didn't fight with you yesterday, nor did we publicly threaten you. There's absolutely no motive to smash the shop."

The young girl's thinking was meticulous and her logic clear. After she finished speaking, the other female college students at the dessert shop gave her a thumbs-up for her wit.

Yang Tianxing was also prepared to give her a like.

In the future, your dessert shop will be a friendly partner of the Rocket 101 branch at Chang'an Institute of Technology.

Because this young girl only wanted to clear her own name, she never imagined that every single point she made was directed at the fat man.

There was no helping it; he fit the criteria too well.

First, the two businesses had a conflict; second, they had fought during the day;

Finally, the fat man had threatened that Yang Tianxing's shop wouldn't last. Yang Tianxing took another look at the young girl; she was quite pretty, and he would tease her when he had the chance to see if she wanted to be the proprietress of this branch.

Speaking of which, even the fat man himself resigned to his fate: "I don't want to say any more. In any case, I didn't smash it. I don't want to bicker with you people. How much are these vases? I'll pay for them, is that enough?"

Pang Haofei seized the opportunity to interject: "Our teacher once said that there are no two identical leaves in the world. These vases were bought by Director Liu and contain Director Liu's heart; can money buy that?"

The fat man was very annoyed: "What leaves and branches? What kind of damn thing is 'heart'? Just give me a number for how much money."

When Liu Xu heard this, his face was practically freezing over. Could a scholar's heart be looked down upon so casually?

Yang Tianxing smiled. Stinky little brother, if this matter could be solved by you spending money, then what would I even be doing here?

"Forget it, Director Liu."

Yang Tianxing let out a long sigh: "I can't afford to offend you, so I'll just hide. You give me back my money, and I'll just leave."

The fat man was stunned: "Are you leaving? Then do these vases still need to be paid for?"

Actually, the fat man was asking in all sincerity, because it wasn't him who smashed them, and if he didn't have to pay, that would be for the best.

However, to Liu Xu, this sentence was basically the straw that broke the camel's back. Without a word, he picked up the shards from the ground, weighed them in his palm, looked at the fat man, and said, "Too bullying!"

After Liu Xu finished speaking, he walked back to his office. Pang Haofei still wanted to continue demanding the refund and leaving, but Yang Tianxing held him back.

Some things are enough once they reach a certain point; it's not appropriate to go too far. One must be a "victim" who knows when to stop.

The result of the matter didn't take long. Soon, Liu Xu drafted a petition to suspend the fat man's storefront operations, explained the reasons to the logistics department of the Chang'an Institute of Technology, and after receiving approval, delivered the contract compensation to the fat man at noon.

"It wasn't me who smashed it, why won't any of you believe me!?"

After the fat man got the result, he was so furious he jumped up and down, cursing wildly in the small square of the Entrepreneurship Center, until finally, the security guards of the Academy of Sciences came over and "invited" the fat man and his belongings out.

Yang Tianxing watched silently, and after the fat man left, Pang Haofei walked over and said admiringly, "Brother Yang, you're truly awesome, one link after another."

"This matter isn't over yet."

Yang Tianxing said to Qiu Zhilan, "Go take a walk on Xiangzi Temple Street and pick out a pair of vases that are identical or similar."

Pang Haofei was very puzzled: "Why do we still need to buy vases?"

Yang Tianxing said, "These are to be bought for Liu Xu to see. Although the vase was 'smashed' by the fat man, it broke in our shop, so there's no guarantee he won't hold a grudge. Buying one is equivalent to eliminating this awkwardness."

Pang Haofei suddenly realized, but he felt sorry for his girlfriend: "Then I'll go buy them; vases are quite heavy."

Yang Tianxing shook his head: "You have more important things to do; we can hire someone to haul the vases back."

"What things?" Pang Haofei asked.

"The fat man has left, but the market and the part-time college students he left behind are still there."

Yang Tianxing looked at Pang Haofei and said, "Go and recruit them."

Pang Haofei thought for a moment: "If they change their allegiance like this, will they be uncomfortable?"

"Why would they be uncomfortable?"

Yang Tianxing said, "The college students are just doing a part-time job. I'm providing them with a new job, the business is exactly the same, it's just under a different name; they won't care too much."

A few days later, Zhang Liye, who had heard the news, looked at the bustling Rocket 101 branch in the Academy of Sciences and was astonished: "It's already taken shape; this is much faster than when you were running the Finance Institute back then."

"It will only be faster in the future."

Yang Tianxing smiled proudly: "Chief Zhang, don't you think I'm awesome?"

Zhang Liye thought for a moment: "I don't."