My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Wayne was speechless. How could a first-grader really know what liking someone means?

There was no point in arguing with an elementary school student, so he gave up.

"Alright, I hope your relationship with the prince goes smoothly."

Hearing him say that, Ge Li gave him a deep look. "I didn't expect you to be so perceptive, much more so than that monkey."

"I'm really sorry I didn't become another monkey." Wayne took out his textbook from the drawer and continued to flip through the parts he hadn't finished reading yesterday.

After a while, Ge Li suddenly asked in a low voice, "Did His Highness the Prince go to your house yesterday?"

Goodness, you even knew that? You must have sent someone to keep an eye on him every day.

"Hmm." Wayne nodded.

"What did you say?" she asked.

"I already told you..." Wayne was about to answer when he suddenly realized, "Why should I tell you?"

Ge Li pursed his lips and said, "What do you want?"

Wow, you're pretty good at this!

"Actually, I want to go out and have some fun," Wayne said, leaning on the table. "A park, a circus, an opera—invite me, in your name, okay?"

"No way." Ge Li refused without even thinking. "I don't want to go out alone with someone I don't like."

Wayne held out his hand, making a slight gesture: "Can't you even like me for a little while?"

"Stop dreaming." She rolled her eyes at Wayne, her expression disdainful. "Why don't you just ask Chris to take you with you?"

Yeah, why not? Of course, it's because I don't want her to notice anything unusual about my behavior!

Chris also had the script in her hand. If she accidentally revealed a clue or said something wrong, it would be easy for others to notice.

Wayne said shyly, "Because I wanted to prepare a fun little gift for Chris to thank her for taking care of me, so I can't let her know yet."

That's not entirely untrue.

Ge Li said coldly, "In that case, I have even less desire to go out with you."

"No way! Don't you want to know what Prince Richard is doing in my house?"

Wayne coaxed in a low voice, "Besides, I'm a guy too, and often only men understand men better...maybe I can offer you some advice?"

"..." Ge Li's expression clearly wavered.

"Besides, you can invite one or two cute girls along, right? That way it won't count as going out with me 'alone' then," he pressed on.

She hesitated for a long time before reluctantly agreeing, "Just this once."

Wayne grinned broadly: "You think I don't need to tell you how to find it, huh?"

After making her decision, Ge Li stopped being coy. She pondered for a moment and said to Wayne, "You haven't had a chance to join any school clubs yet, have you? Tell them you're interested in the orchestra and want to join, so as the vice president of the orchestra, I'll take some time out of my busy schedule to accompany you to buy a new instrument."

"Orchestral section?" Wayne unconsciously repeated the three words.

Since these are works created by humans based on the real world, do these things still exist even in fictional worlds?

Having only learned a rudimentary form of piano in his previous life, Wayne was indifferent to it, neither liking nor disliking it. He simply continued learning because his family expected him to "cultivate his character," and finally passed the amateur level 10 exam in his second year of junior high school.

Then it was left aside for over ten years and never picked up again.

Furthermore, if I remember correctly, there is usually no piano in an orchestra.

"Ah, but I don't know how to play those instruments."

"I'm not counting on you," Ge Li said. "Just be a ghost member; there's more than one club you can join anyway."

After confirming their statements, Wayne pulled out a blank sheet of paper with satisfaction and began to scribble.

The first step is to observe the living standards of the lower classes in the capital and, if possible, select a few professions that allow them to support themselves without having to show their faces.

He drew a stack of money on a piece of white paper, and then added a few hoes behind it.

The second step is to buy a small gift for Chris... Hmm, what kind of gifts do girls usually like?

He started a new line and drew a large doll with a cute bow tie around its neck.

The third step is to cultivate a good relationship with the daughter of the finance minister and encourage her to make a romantic advance towards the prince. Perhaps the prince will be moved and see the light, right?

So he drew a heart in the remaining blank space. After thinking for a moment, he added an arrow piercing through the heart.

Alright! This is the travel plan for this trip, everything is under control.

Wayne folded the paper and carefully put it in his pocket.

Having learned from Chris's experience, he would never again use Chinese characters as a code. He didn't believe anyone could decipher such a simple line drawing.

Gradually, more and more students came to the classroom, including Richard and Gavin.

"Good morning, Wayne," Gavin Warren said in a friendly manner.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

"Just call me Richard, that's all." The prince looked slightly troubled.

(stare--)

Wien felt the gazes from the side, so he deliberately acted as if he were more familiar with the prince.

Perhaps because of his good impression of Wayne last time, Richard chatted and laughed with him during the break, which made the other students in the class turn their heads.

When school ended in the afternoon, Ge Li couldn't sit still any longer. As soon as Richard left, he blocked Wayne's way.

"Let's go."

"hold head high?"

"Didn't you want to join the orchestra? I happen to be free now."

Even though you're the one asking for a favor, you insist on putting on an act of accommodating the other person.

Although you're cute, young lady, do you know that a character like yours is a classic example of a "loser" role?

Wayne smiled. "That's really too much trouble for you. Thank you very much."

Under Wayne's clear, all-seeing gaze, Ge Li inexplicably felt somewhat embarrassed.

……

"Oh no! Oh no! Something terrible has happened!"

"What is it now?" Chris sat upright on the soft sofa in the handicraft department, holding a gold-plated special teacup in her hand.

She took a small sip, savoring the finest black tea.

Incidentally, the sofa, tea set, and fine tea in the department room were all generously sponsored by Chris Wincher.

Her arrival instantly transformed the previously quiet and deserted handicraft department, leaving the department head overwhelmed with gratitude and eager to resign on the spot.

Unfortunately, the minister was already mentally prepared to shut down the company if they couldn't recruit any new members this year.

However, it was unexpected that the rumored rich heiress Chris would like such a simple club as the craft club. Her joining caused her followers to flock to her, and the number of members increased dramatically, completely escaping the fate of the club being abandoned.

It can truly be described as "turning the tide when all hope was lost and saving the day from collapse."