HLM -Chapter 1186 Classmate Immigration

Once it started raining, they couldn’t go out to catch the slugs anymore. The commander and commissar flew over. The commander shouted, “Ah, it’s raining! Ah, bring in the clothes!”

The commissar opened his mouth but couldn’t think of what to say, so he just shouted along a couple of times and then fell silent.

Since that was the case, they could only pack up and go home.

Father Bo looked gloomy. “Sigh, we only caught a few dozen bugs, right?”

For so many small cabbages, catching just a few dozen bugs was hardly anything—practically useless.

Mother Bo sighed, “Now this is troublesome. Once it rains, these bugs will definitely lay eggs. What if they overrun the entire vegetable field?”

Wang Bo hesitated for a moment and said, “What if we do what the internet suggests—sprinkle some coffee grounds on the soil? The internet says coffee grounds can kill slugs. Slugs burrow into the soil when the sun comes out, so if there are coffee grounds in the soil, they’ll die when they dig in.”

They returned to the castle, and not long after entering, the drizzle turned into a heavy rain, the water splashing down loudly.

The next day, the rain had eased considerably. Wang Bo took Eva to school and saw his little rival again. The kid, soaked from the rain, was waiting at the school gate on a bicycle.

Seeing him, Eva asked, “Why are you here?”

The boy wiped the rain off his face. “I heard from my mom that you’re pregnant. Congratulations, Teacher Eva! You’re going to be a mom. Um, so, my grandma made some fish soup, and I brought some for you. It’s good for the baby. My grandma said she drank it all the time when my mom was pregnant.”

He pulled a thermos from his backpack—most likely containing the fish soup.

Eva smiled as she accepted it, thanking him for delivering food in the rain.

Wang Bo watched from the car, clicking his tongue in amusement. Luckily, this kid was still young, or he really could have been a rival in matters of the heart.

After handing the soup to Eva, the boy was about to leave. Wang Bo rolled down the car window. “It’s raining. Get in, I’ll drive you back. Leave your bike at school for now.”

The boy clearly didn’t like this rival and lifted his head arrogantly. “Hmph, I’m not getting in your car.”

He pedaled quickly, his figure disappearing into the rain.

Wang Bo laughed heartily. Kids this age are really innocent and cute.

At work, he discussed with Hani and others how to deal with the slugs. He suggested sprinkling coffee grounds in the soil since his café produced plenty every day.

At this, Atulu shook his head. “No, no, no, boss, you can’t do that. You’re crazy.”

“Coffee grounds are acidic. If sprinkled around plants, the rain will wash it into the soil, acidifying it completely. Sure, the slugs won’t survive, but neither will your vegetables.”

“In Chinese, we call that ‘寸草不生’—not a blade of grass grows,” Hani showed off his Chinese skills.

Wang Bo patted the table and gave him a thumbs up. “That idiom is well-used.”

Hani laughed happily. “Of course, buddy. I’ve already thought about it—if the town government fires me, I’ll become a Chinese teacher.”

Back in his office, Na Qingyang came to him. “Wang Bo, Rui wants to immigrate here.”

Wang Bo asked, “Rui wants to immigrate? I didn’t know. No notice or anything? That’s so sudden. But I’m definitely welcoming him.”

Rui was Zhang Rui, his university classmate and a good friend—quiet but highly responsible, and doing well in his career back home.

Na Qingyang explained, “No one discussed it in the group these past days. Didn’t you go to Alaska for a competition recently? That was when it was talked about most.”

Wang Bo regretted, “I really missed an important event.”

Na Qingyang continued, “It’s fine. It’s not directly related to you. He’s not coming to Sunset Town yet; he’s in Auckland. His company assigned him here to work initially, but since we’re all in New Zealand, he’s planning to use this opportunity to immigrate.”

Wang Bo nodded. “That’s great! The more friends here, the better. Once our town’s airport is fully operational, there might even be direct flights from Auckland. Gathering together will be so much easier.”

He then called Zhang Rui. His company dealt in foreign trade, and he managed Oceania operations. Wang Bo introduced him to Bartier, Leonard, and others—people with extensive networks who could help him land big deals with just a few words.

Wang Bo didn’t know these things because, for Bartier and the others, it was second nature, nothing to boast about.

Honestly, his classmates were now on a completely different level from him in terms of wealth, connections, and mindset—but that didn’t affect their friendship.

Zhang Rui seized these opportunities, quickly rising in his company. Now, the company planned to establish an office in New Zealand, and with his network, he was sent to lead its setup.

So, Zhang Rui decided to use this chance to immigrate.

In early February, his flight arrived. Wang Bo, Na Qingyang, and Li Xing went together to welcome him.

Zhang Rui appeared as down-to-earth as ever, wearing a long-sleeve tracksuit and jeans, carrying a backpack and pulling a suitcase. Upon seeing the three, he happily stepped forward for a hug.

“Welcome to New Zealand, Zhang Rui. Hope you get used to life here.”

Excitedly, Zhang Rui rolled his eyes. “Damn, I’m really worried about this. My English isn’t great. Should I take some classes?”

Wang Bo patted his shoulder. “Handle the immigration paperwork first. After you immigrate, you can take classes at the university for free.”

Zhang Rui was surprised. “Really?”

Li Xing shook his head. “New Zealand’s welfare is excellent—beyond what you’d expect. The more I learn, the more I worry that the country’s finances might collapse like Greece.”

Wang Bo scoffed. “Don’t worry. Guys like us pay taxes like bosses—we keep the country going.”

He winced at this, recalling his charitable foundation; he had tax deductions in mind, but was still paying huge amounts.

In the car, Wang Bo asked, “Where will you stay?”

Zhang Rui replied, “For now, a hotel. The company will reimburse it. Our office is starting from scratch—there’s nothing here besides me. I have to build everything from zero.”

Wang Bo was surprised. “That’s impressive. Your boss really trusts you.”

Zhang Rui smiled wryly. “Well, that’s because I bragged.”

“How so?”

“I said that although I don’t have this experience, I have a buddy in New Zealand who built a whole town from nothing. Then our boss said, ‘Fine, you’re chosen.’” Zhang Rui laughed.