Chapter 203 Iceberg
Pamela was the kind of petite girl that wasnât Greysonâs type.
Of course, the main thing was that Greyson was faithful and principled.
The girl he liked was always of one type â long wavy hair (young and beautiful).
Pamela evidently did not belong to this type. â
Seeing her so shy in front of him, Greyson said, âTell your classmates about the class fee issue, I will
still take care of it.â
âI had no other demands for everyone, just to study hard and strive to become a person who
contributes to the motherland and society.â
Hmm!
The class monitor did have quite a bit of ambition and aspiration.
Pamela was very admired.
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She asked with some concern, âIsnât it not so good for you to pay such a large amount of money every
time?â
âItâs okay, capable people can take on more.â
âThe main thing was that everyone was happy.â
âCherish the present time, we were going to graduate in a year.â
âPerhaps many years later, this would be the time most worth reminiscing for everyone.â
Pamela hadnât expected him to be so sentimental. She bit her lip, âAlright then, Iâll listen to you.â
She stood up and announced to the crowd, âQuiet down, classmates, I have something to tell you all.â
âThe class fee for this year was still paid by the class president alone.â
âThe class monitor made a significant contribution to our group, we applauded for the monitorâs broadâ
mindedness and spirit of great love!â
âThud thud thudââ
Everyone excitedly clapped their hands, some people stood up, blowing whistles and screaming.
âThe class monitor was impressivÄ!â
âClass monitor, I love you!â
âClass monitor, you are forever a god in our hearts!â
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Seeing the lively atmosphere in the classroom, Greyson stood up and waved his hands, âKeep it down,
keep it down!â
Last semester, I spent two hundred thousand to ensure my classmates had a pleasant term.
In fact, the time in university was very short. Donât think that these four years were very long, that was
because you couldnât find your own happiness.
In just half a year, Greyson had already achieved heights that many people could not reach in their
entire lives.
After a person had achieved a certain level of success, he would often reflect.
After all, the purpose of a personâs life is not just to hurry on the road, but also to appreciate the
scenery along the way.
He came to the podium and delivered a passionate speech.
âI wished for everyone to have a bright future, to have their own dreams, and to have their own
pursuits.â
âMay all our efforts be rewarded, may all our experiences be wonderful!â
âClassmates, keep going!â
If Greyson had said something like this in the past, he would have definitely been scorned.
You were the poorest student in the class, what right did you have to say such things?
Pay your class fee first before we talk!
But it was different now, every word that Greyson spoke on stage was captivating.
The classmates were even more like they had been injected with chicken blood.
Their happiness was just that simple.
And Greysonâs joy was that he could now make money even while lying down.
After school, Rebecca called him and asked about his recent situation.
âI heard youâve been quite secretive lately, you havenât been out chasing girls, have you?â
Puff!
This was a typical move of Rebeccaâs. She hadnât heard anything at all, it was all made up.
Greyson said, âWhat do you take your husband for? I am very serious.â
âHehe, alright then, wait for me to come back and Iâll reward you properly.â
She was still in training, and because the script was about to start shooting, their schedule was also
very tight.
Greyson said he was going to see her, she asked why he was coming?
I couldnât come out again.
After hanging up the phone, I turned around to see Pamela standing there with a book in her hands.
âWhy havenât you eaten yet?â
Pamela gathered her courage, âClass leader, I would like to invite you to dinner.â
Greyson looked at her, Pamela exuded a scholarly aura, a true bookworm.
As long as she was in school, no matter when you saw her, she was always holding a book.
Greyson was puzzled, âWhy would they invite me to a meal for no
reason?â
âYour living expenses for the next month will be gone again.â
âA girl shouldnât waste money.â
Pamela was speechless, âI just wanted to invite you for a meal, why are there so many excuses?â
She knew, perhaps this was Greysonâs most tactful rejection.
She glanced at Greyson, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Just then, Vivien called, âGreyson, do you want to have dinner tonight?â
âDid you treat?â
Greyson was used to joking with Vivien, to which Vivien angrily retorted, âDamn! Youâre such a
cheapskate!â
âNow Iâm working for you, and I have to treat you to a meal?â
âWonât you properly reward your employees? Be careful, I might go on strike.â
Cough, coughâ
âLittle Fairy, donât forget who was the one begging me to come in the first place?â
âFine, Iâll pay for todayâs meal, but you need to take some real action.â
After hanging up the phone, Greyson said helplessly, âIâm sorry, a boss has asked to meet me.â
Pamela sighed, âWell, you go ahead with your work then!â
There were only a few upscale restaurants near Ravero, and Greyson chose the 1916 Mansion.
Vivien assumed that she must have had something important,
otherwise she wouldnât have called for no reason.
You should know that even if the Finn family was not as influential as
before, those who wanted to invite her for dinner were still as
numerous as carp crossing the river.
Greyson arrived, unexpectedly running into Franklin at the door.
Franklin glanced at him and turned away.
Greyson didnât pay him any attention either, instead he stood at the door waiting for Vivien.
Vivien drove herself, she was wearing a Louis Vuitton spring and autumn outfit today, with dazzling big
earrings on.
The bag in her hand was also LV, still so fashionable and generous.
The dark clothes contrasted sharply with her fair skin. Greyson leaned against the car, watching her
with a beaming smile.
âMs. Finn, youâve become even more beautiful!â
Upon hearing Greyson compliment himself, Vivien rolled her eyes at him.
âLess poverty!â
âHey, mind your status! I was your boss now.â
Greyson stubbed out his cigarette, and the two of them went in together.
Vivien shot him a glance, âSo what if youâre the boss? Youâre still my little brother, arenât you?â
âI have some good news to tell you, I have already secured sixty percent of the market share for
Ravero.â
Sure enough, she was looking for herself because she definitely needed something.
âMs. Frazier proposed a plan to me, suggesting that we fully expand into the womenâs products
industry.â
Greyson said, âYes, this was planned a long time ago, specifically to play to your strengths.â
âIn the future, you shouldnât mention other peopleâs bags anymore, including clothes and cosmetics, we
should use our own.â
âIt would be best if you were the spokesperson, Iâve always had this idea.â
Vivien said, âLetâs discuss this once weâre inside.â
Just as he was about to enter the private room, two familiar figures on the other side caught Greysonâs
attention.
And the other party also saw him and walked towards the two of them.
âMr. Byrne!â
Janet had habitually called him Greyson, but upon seeing outsiders present, she switched to calling
him Mr. Byrne.
Janet was equally beautiful, and even more sexy, with an ice queen standing by her side.
Stella had come to Ravero again, no wonder I ran into Franklin earlier.
This poor
Mr. Oak, even needed to rely on othersâ good fortune to have a meal with his own fiancée.
Seeing Janet greet Greyson, Vivien exclaimed in surprise, âYou two know each other?â
âOf course! Ms. Middleton was my former class teacher.â
âSince weâve bumped into each other so coincidentally, letâs all stick together then!â
Of course, Vivien couldnât refuse, while Janet was looking at Stella, who slightly nodded.
He didnât speak, as if he were a thousandâyearâold iceberg that never melted.