Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Looking to Felix, Casper knew that the former and Colton declined to mention this the night before because they did not want him to step in with the understanding that should they ever become too dependent on Casper to solve all their problems for them, it might be difficult for them to find their own way in the world.

“I understand where y’all coming from, Felix, but sometimes, some people need to be taught a lesson!”

Casper pointed eastward to the rising sun. “Look, the day has just broken and y’all were already up. It’s understandable that a little hardship is to be expected, but getting squeezed and exploited like this? What’s the point of slogging away twelve hours a day for a handful of chump change?”

Colton propped up his glasses. “Let’s drop this. We’ll take it that we’re paying for some real-life education, as this sort of rotten company would fold by itself sooner or later. We just need to learn to be more discerning from here on out.”

That got Casper even more irked. “You can pay anyone for this, but not him! The only way to deal with this sort of scumbag is to beat him at his own game!”

Elena arrived at the gates, roaring in behind the wheels of a Maserati as they spoke. The other two apart from Felix who did not know about the Maserati Casper owned simply stared with eyes riveted.

“What did you manage to find out?” Casper asked as he settled himself into the back of the car.

“This manpower company has been registered for less than six months. Owned by a millionaire called Yugien Leger, it’s a sham of an establishment which specializes in exploiting students and is completely rotten to the core,” the humorless Elena reported.

Casper took a deep drawl. “Drop us off there first, then head over to a bank in the vicinity and make a withdrawal of twenty-thousand worth of coins.”

Elena nodded and drove Casper over the job site at Mercer’s, a shopping mall where a celebrity was slated to put on a joint performance. Part of the preparation work had been subcontracted to Vamanos Manpower.

“What are the coins for, Casper?” Remy asked.

“For pelting someone with, of course,” an insidious Casper said to his stumped friends.

In Horington, the portly man stopped outside the entrance to Mercer’s and immediately opened up the van to have the students inside get changed up.

it, move it! If you are late, you

anger for the sake of the money as they tumbled out of that tin-can of a van

few dozen bucks worth of wages?” the man rambled while a Maserati parked itself

such a fancy car?” His eyes ogled at the sleek machine which he could tell was worth a

a flummoxed look from him as the supposedly poverty-stricken boys from Business University he was referring to stepped out from

man

questioningly. “Have we arrived late? Don’t we still have a few more minutes to spare? Are you not going to

how to respond to that. He contemplated asking about the

lucked out to be able to catch a Maserati over here. Try to fob me, would you? I’ll have y’all work your fingers

Casper and company got themselves into that heinous looking getup, they lined up to steep themselves in the portly man’s

a scrawny fellow with dark complexion,

you done yet, Goodyear? Hurry up, the star’s gonna be here at

guys, so feel free to direct them as you deem

me, y’all, and double quick time!

clowns. Go with Mr. Cowherd and do whatever he tells

gestured at Casper and his companions,

eyes then swept over Casper’s group. “What are you still

silence, Casper picked up his pace and went into the

right for having to come out to work. Studying at BU despite being as dirt poor as you are? Looks like y’all are destined to be

he

wits about you. If you get clumsy

brought into a music store where the owner was waiting. “Oh,

Moving a piano?