I'm A Quadrillionaire

Chapter 417
“Do you remember me, Mr. Lowell? I’m David, I’m here to visit you.”
David brought the two bags of goods into the security room with Celia following behind him a she spoke and placed them on the small table inside.
Mr. Lowell took a good look at David. The young man looked familiar.
After some thought, he finally remembered who the young man was.
It was David Lidell, Shu City High’s ex-student. The reason why David felt familiar was that the young man used to deliver food to him during breaks.
After some time, the two became familiar and close with each other. Mr. Lowell actually had a great deal of respect for this young man.
While the other students studied and played around, David was usually out doing part-time jobs.
What truly solidified that respect, though, was how despite doing part-time, David’s results had never faltered and he was always among the top two in his grade.

David was one of Shu City High’s prized students, as he got enrolled in SRU after graduating three years ago
Unfortunately, a female student who scored even higher managed to enroll in Greenwood University that year. Had she not, David would then have the best results of all the graduates i n Shu City High.
‘Wait! That girl behind David, isn’t she the girl that got into Greenwood University?’
Celia’s picture was still pasted in Shu City High’s Column of Glory.
After all, she had scored the highest among the other students during her year in South River Province.
Shu City High had celebrated for days because of this.
It was the best thing that had happened to Shu City High since its founding.
No one had expected a student from the high school of a small county to score higher than all the other students in South River Province.
“David! Took you long enough to come and visit me! And here I thought you’d gotten successful and forgotten all about me, hmm?” Mr. Lowell teased enthusiastically as he extinguished the cigarette in his mouth and stood up.
“I would never! I’m here now, aren’t I? Here, these cigarettes and alcohol are for you. Thank you for watching over me all those years.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything, boy! Take them back. You can get me gifts after you’ve graduated and made big bucks, okay? I promise I’ll accept those gifts then but not now. Not when I know how difficult things are for you,” Mr. Lowell said rather angrily.
He was well aware of David’s financial situation, seeing how he kept doing past-time during his last year of high school when he should have been cramming his studies instead.
It was likely that David was doing part-time while studying at university as well. While the cigarettes and alcohol were far from pricy, they would certainly cost a day or two’s worth of part-time wage.
“It’s not like I’m coming over to see you every day, Mr. Lowell. Just accept the gifts. I already bought them, it’d be a waste not to accept them.”
Mr. Lowell thought about it and replied, “Alright, then! I’ll accept it this time, but don’t you dare get me anything when you visit next time, okay?”