Emma slapped the young man's shoulder multiple times, making him groan in pain.
"Haoran! You pervert! I know now why class F students are dubbed the dumbest on the campus!" Emma glared as she crossed her arms at Haoran. She began telling him what she meant. "I need your help to find out who among your friends are rich and willing to pay for private tutors who can help them do their homework and get good test scores."
Emma had thought of an idea on how to make fast money when she saw Haoran in class F. Of course, no students would like to be in class F, the lowest class. Among them, there must be some who were quite wealthy and could afford expensive private tutors to help them get better grades.
Emma only needed to get ten students to tutor, and she would be able to pay the cost of the study trip to Paris. She would need to work really hard, but she didn't care.
