"Brian, guard the door well, I'll give you a raise in a couple of days!"
Chris followed Marn and Hanger, who were walking ahead, each carrying three boxes of dragon blood beverage.
Chris alone carried eight boxes, four in each hand, and was still perfectly steady.
The three of them, in one go, took enough beverages to win over all the school's athletes.
As they reached the door, Chris drew a big picture for Brian, who was bored and wagging his tail in the security booth, so the dog could work better.
Hearing Chris's promise, Brian's tail wagged even more vigorously, but he said disbelievingly, "I hope so! I'm looking forward to getting paid and having a drink at the bar."
"Haha, you'll get the chance!"
After putting the dragon blood beverage in the trunk, Chris waved at Brian and then drove away.
After returning to school, Chris instructed Marn and Hanger on the specific operating procedures, and then took them to recruit new members.
With the powerful effects of the dragon blood beverage, in just one day, most of the school's athletes had joined the small group Chris had formed.
At first, some people suspected that the dragon blood beverage Chris gave them was some new type of stimulant or party drug, but after Chris subtly demonstrated his strength and then let them try it themselves, these guys were immediately attracted to the dragon blood beverage.
After all, one bottle could keep a person energetic all day long, with absolutely no side effects, just like a magic potion from a fairy tale.
With these more than 200 truly trustworthy direct subordinates, even if all those hooligans stood Chris up, he would still become the Student Council President.
Because these school athletes were not quite like those school bullies; among the hundred or so hooligans, only a few were presentable, and only one, Priya, could offer Chris substantial help.
However, most of these 200-plus gym-going students held positions.
They were either Student Council assistants, Student Council cadres, or representatives of various grades, and they made up the majority.
After all, in America, to hold certain positions, the most important thing was to have a sufficiently strong and well-built physique.
This would leave a good impression on those who selected you.
So, with the support of these people, even if the incumbent president chose to repeat a grade, he would no longer be able to serve as Student Council President.
In the school gym, Chris stood in front of the cable crossover machine, holding up a dragon blood beverage and saying, "I entrust my position as president to all of you. I can guarantee that everyone here, as long as I am the Student Council President, will receive one bottle of dragon blood beverage for free every two days!"
"Long live President Chris!"
"We love you, Lord Chris!"
"Chris! Chris!"
"President! President!"
The moment Chris finished speaking, everyone present raised their dragon blood beverage and drank it all.
With abundant energy and Chris's promise, everyone immediately cheered happily.
There was nothing they could do; money moved hearts.
Although Chris did not directly give them money, he gave them something even more precious.
That was health, something even money could hardly buy!
Although Chris clearly stated that this item would be available for purchase at five dollars in two days if they were willing to wait.
But everyone knew that as soon as this item hit the market, everyone who knew its effects would rush to buy it.
In the early stages of scarce production, it would be difficult for ordinary students like them, who didn't have much money, to buy it.
According to their best estimation, it would be at least three months before they could buy it.
They might not even be able to buy it then.
Because wealthy people would hoard goods, especially such a magical beverage beneficial to the human body, it would be even more worth fighting for and collecting.
So, instead of waiting an unknown amount of time to buy it, it was better to acknowledge this boss and get to drink this good stuff for free in advance.
After everyone adapted to their energetic state and regained some rationality, Chris gestured for them to be quiet.
Then he pulled out Marn and Hanger, pointed at them, and said, "You guys register with them later, and also get your drinks from them. When I'm not around, they are the vice presidents of our Mighty Fitness Association."
"Okay, boss!" "Okay, president!"
Seeing everyone agree, Chris nodded and then dismissed them.
Then Chris instructed Marn and Hanger, "You two go to the factory to pick up goods every two days, remember to keep records at the factory. Then distribute them one by one, and also remember to keep records."
"Okay, boss!" "Mmm!"
Looking at the two men's dazed expressions, Chris didn't care if they had actually remembered; anyway, this was just a small matter and would not affect his grand plan.
This also served as a good way to verify if these two were usable, to avoid them causing trouble for him in the future.
After instructing the two, Chris left the gym and went to the school gate to wait for Louise to pick him up.
Meanwhile, Megan had already arrived here; their senior year was nearing graduation, so school ended earlier for them.
"Hey, Megan! Did you go check out the beverage factory? It's already operating normally."
Seeing Chris approach, Megan looked around, didn't find her group of bitchy sisters, then took off her headphones and replied, "No, my graduation plan isn't finished yet, I don't have time to deal with anything else."
"Graduation plan? What's so difficult about that? You're now a major investor in a beverage factory. Just make up some data, submit it, and then modify Coca-Cola's corporate blueprint, and you're good to go!"
"Can you really do that?" Megan asked in surprise; she hadn't thought of doing it that way.
Chris asked back, speechless, "Otherwise, what do you want to do? Honestly write some plans? Don't be ridiculous, that won't have any effect."
"If all else fails, just go find West and have him write you a letter of recommendation. Then you can completely ignore that fat guy Shepherd."
"Uh, let me think about it!"
She hadn't expected that something she found so difficult was so simple in Chris's eyes, and there was even more than one way to solve it.
This made Megan very disappointed, because she was the eldest daughter of the Griffin Family.
Looking at Megan, who had fallen into self-pity, Chris shook his head speechlessly; this girl was still too young!
If it were the Megan who had studied in prison, she probably wouldn't have these worries at all.
Unfortunately, that kind of thing wouldn't happen in this world; after all, as a shareholder of Debraude Company, Chris would not allow negative news to appear among the company's senior management.
The two waited for a moment, then saw Louise drive up, explaining as she parked, "Sorry, kids! The supermarket had a big sale, and I took a bit too long shopping."
Listening to Louise's explanation, Chris sat in the passenger seat and said indifferently, "It's okay, Mom. Let's go home!"
After Megan also silently got into the back seat, Louise started the car and drove away.
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