If you really do have that, it means you're not bad-looking.

That's something to be happy about.

No matter how you look at it, it's a win-win situation.

Since that's the case, let's go and see what tricks they're up to.

He then followed the two of them outside.

The two men took him to a small house not far from the school gate.

Here, he saw a tall and very fat man.

The man also had many tattoos on his arms.

His mustache was a bit long, and it twitched as he spoke, along with the fleshy muscles on his face.

He recognized the other person at a glance.

It was Gan Yimu, a contestant from booth number 19.

She is also currently ranked second in this food festival.

"Hahaha! Principal Zhang, it's an honor to meet you." Seeing Zhang Weiguo coming over, Gan Yimu opened his arms as if he wanted to hug him.

Zhang Weiguo ignored him and said coldly, "You three, stop making a fuss. Just tell me what you want from me."

Hearing Zhang Weiguo's directness, Gan Yimu didn't hide anything and got straight to the point.

"Haha, Principal Zhang, it's nothing really. We were just wondering if we could ask you to do something for us. We really want to win the Kyoto Food Festival this year. If you can help us, we definitely won't treat you unfairly."

Upon hearing Gan Yimu's words, Zhang Weiguo immediately understood their purpose.

It's nothing more than having someone act as a spy, then using some kind of conspiracy to cause problems for their Kyoto culinary team, leading to a drop in sales.

So that Gan Yimu and his team could successfully win first place.

How could he, the president of Kyoto University, possibly do such a thing?

This is a joke.

Asking him to do this kind of thing is an insult to him.

Zhang Weiguo turned his head to the side and refused irritably, "The education I received since childhood does not allow me to do such a thing. You have misjudged me."

Seeing that Zhang Weiguo refused so quickly, Gan Yimu hurriedly tried to persuade him again.

"Principal Zhang, don't refuse so quickly. You haven't even heard our terms yet."

Zhang Weiguo asked irritably, "What exactly do you want me to do? I am Zhang Weiguo from Kyoto University, I would never do anything immoral, please stop talking."

Seeing that Zhang Weiguo's tone remained unchanged, Gan Yimu quickly gave a wink to the two men from before.

The two immediately understood, and each took out a bundle of cash from the sack and placed it on the table.

The bright red banknotes immediately catch the eye.

Gan Yimu pointed to the two cash bills on the table and chuckled, "Principal Zhang, here's 300,000. I know you're also short of money. Do me a favor, this 300,000 is yours."

"I won't ask you to do anything immoral. It's just a small favor, and you'll get 300,000 yuan. Isn't that good?" After saying that, he touched the cash on the table again, trying to tempt Zhang Weiguo once more.

Gan Yimu and his group didn't care about money; they could earn hundreds of thousands every day selling barbecue anyway.

It's not a big problem.

Moreover, if you win first place, the prize money will be 1 million, which is 500,000 more than the current second place winner.

They can't possibly lose out.

Seeing all this, Zhang Weiguo could no longer control himself.

Actually, he was already very tempted when he first saw the 300,000 yuan.

After all, his wife is very strict with him, so he basically has no pocket money and can't buy many of the things he wants.

Now there's so much money in front of you, and they say it's so easy to get it.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.

Besides, it doesn't seem like the other party wants me to do anything heinous; they just want me to cooperate with them in doing some minor things to make business at stall number 88 worse. It won't cause any danger to people's lives.

Even if we don't win the championship, getting second or third place will be fine.

On the surface, Kyoto University remains very prestigious.

Thinking of this, his previously stern face suddenly broke into a smile. He snatched the two thick bundles of cash and said with a wicked grin:

"You have a really good eye for people!"