Upon hearing this, Wang Peng shut his mouth and strolled around the first floor of the supermarket.

He could find any daily necessities he could think of on the shelves.

From brooms and mops to needles and thread, all kinds of daily necessities are available.

As expected of a seasoned procurement professional with seven years of experience, Kenneth Ma has managed to acquire a vast amount of miscellaneous goods.

“Xiaopeng, silence means consent,” Zhou Shun said. “You’re worried I’ll withhold students’ wages, right?”

“Principal Zhou, perhaps I’m judging you by my own standards. I don’t trust gentlemen; I only trust myself.” Wang Peng dropped the pretense.

There was another moment of silence on the phone.

After a long pause, Zhou Shun said, "Give them a monthly salary of five hundred yuan and sign a contract directly with the school."

Wang Peng shook his head. "I made myself clear just now. I don't want labor outsourcing."

"Wang Peng, what exactly are you trying to do? Don't forget, you haven't graduated yet."

Zhou Shun stopped pretending and said in a deep voice, "Don't go against the school, it won't do you any good."

"Heh." Wang Peng sneered, "You're using graduation to blackmail me, just like you used your diploma to blackmail those twenty senior students who are preparing for internships?"

"Principal Zhou, I hate being threatened the most. Do you think I care about that piece of paper? Listen to me, I don't care!"

"You can choose not to let me graduate, but let me give you a piece of advice: don't go against me, it won't do you any good."

After finishing his sentence in one breath, Wang Peng hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

The air fell silent as everyone stared at Wang Peng.

Ma Guoming whispered, "Boss, is it really worth sacrificing your graduation opportunity for twenty complete strangers?"