Return Of The Campus King

CHAPTER 7

Justin took a slow, steady breath as he began walking back toward the hotel entrance. 

His body ached, his clothes torn, yet his eyes were calm as he noticed a signpost near the gate.

It showed Elysium Hotel’s owner’s number, and after a brief pause, he took out his cracked phone and typed it in.

For a few seconds, he simply stared at the digits on his screen.

Then, without overthinking it further, he pressed “call.”

The phone rang twice before it was answered.

“Hello?” a deep, authoritative voice spoke from the other end.

Justin adjusted his posture slightly and spoke in a calm, respectful tone. “Good evening, sir.”

There was a short pause before the man responded. “Who is this?”

“My name is Justin,” he replied steadily. “I would like to discuss a business proposal with you.”

The man sounded mildly amused. “A business proposal?” he repeated. “At this hour?”

Justin did not hesitate. “Yes, sir. It concerns your hotel.”

There was a noticeable shift in the man’s tone immediately. “My hotel?” he asked more seriously. “What about it?”

Justin spoke clearly, his voice now carrying confidence. “I have been observing your hotel, and I must say the structure is quite impressive. It is exactly the kind of facility I need for a private business arrangement.”

The man fell silent for a moment, listening carefully before responding. “So you are planning to build something similar?”

“Yes,” Justin replied, “but I do not have the time to construct it from the ground up.”

The man sounded slightly puzzled. “What exactly do you mean?”

“I need something like this within a week,” Justin said plainly.

The man laughed immediately, clearly finding the statement absurd. “That is impossible,” he said. “Even with unlimited resources, no one can build a structure like this in just one week.”

Justin nodded faintly, even though the man could not see him. “That is precisely why I am calling you.”

There was a brief silence.

“What exactly are you trying to say?” the man asked, his curiosity growing.

Justin spoke in a measured tone. “Before I explain, I would like to know. How much did it cost you to build this hotel?”

The man hesitated briefly before answering. “In total, including construction, labor, and architectural design, it cost around eight hundred million dollars.”

“I see,” Justin replied calmly.

The man added with a hint of pride, “I am not an ordinary businessman. I invested heavily into this project.”

Justin allowed a faint smile to form. “Then you must be quite wealthy.”

The man chuckled. “I am worth approximately 3 billion dollars.”

“That is impressive,” Justin said.

The man grew more curious. “But why are you asking all these questions? Who exactly are you?”

Justin remained composed. “You have nothing to worry about. In fact, what I am about to say will benefit you.”

The man went quiet again.

“Let me ask you something,” Justin continued. “Have you reached the level you truly want in life?”

The man scoffed lightly. “No one ever does. There is always more to achieve.”

Justin nodded. “So you would like to earn more money?”

“Of course,” the man replied immediately.

Justin’s tone deepened slightly. “What if your current wealth could be doubled?”

The man laughed. “That would be wonderful, but unrealistic. It would take at least ten years.”

Justin continued without hesitation. “What if it did not take ten years to achieve that?”

There was silence.

“What are you talking about?” the man asked slowly.

Justin spoke clearly. “What if it took only one minute to add another 3 billion dollars to your wealth?”

The man let out a nervous laugh. “That is impossible… unless you are talking about magic.”

“This is not magic,” Justin interrupted calmly.

The man paused. “Then what is it?”

Justin took a breath and spoke firmly. “I am willing to pay you 6 billion dollars.”

Silence fell instantly.

“6… billion?” the man repeated slowly, his voice trembling.

“Yes,” Justin said. “That is double your current net worth.”

The man sounded overwhelmed. “If that is true… then my total worth would become 9 billion…”

“That is correct,” Justin replied.

There was complete silence on the line.

Then suddenly, a loud sound was heard, the man had dropped his phone by mistake from the shock.

Justin remained calm and waited patiently.

After a few seconds, the man picked it up again, his breathing uneven. “What did you just say?” he asked.

“I will pay you 6 billion dollars,” Justin repeated steadily.

The man swallowed hard. “This is unbelievable…”

“All you need to do,” Justin continued, “is sell your hotel to me.”

The man was speechless.

“Come to the hotel immediately,” Justin added, “with your lawyer and the ownership documents.”

This time, the man did not hesitate at all. “I will be there right away!”

Justin continued, “Send me your account details.”

Within seconds, the details arrived.

Justin opened his banking applications, and in each, he had several billions, adding up to 20 billion in total, as his personal money, aside the 900 billion dollars in the black card. 

For a brief moment, he stared at the screen, as if acknowledging the magnitude of his restored life.

Then, without hesitation, he transferred six billion dollars.

The transaction went through instantly.

Almost immediately, his phone rang again.

He answered calmly.

On the other end, the man’s voice was shaking with emotion. “You actually sent it… it is real… fourteen billion…”

Justin remained composed. “Come to the hotel. We will finalize everything there.”

“I will be there in ten minutes!” the man said quickly. “My house is nearby!”

The call ended.

Justin slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked into the hotel.

The moment he stepped inside, the manager noticed him.

The man’s face twisted with anger as he rushed toward Justin. “You again!” he shouted. “What are you doing here?”

Justin stopped walking and faced him calmly.

“Didn’t I have you beaten and thrown out?” the manager continued angrily. “Are you looking for another beating?”

Justin remained silent.

“I already told you that you are fired!” the manager snapped. “Or do you want to be beaten again?”

Justin slowly lifted his head, his expression completely calm.

“You should not be faster than your shadow,” he said quietly.

The manager frowned deeply. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Justin took a small step forward. “You are no longer in a position to fire me.”

The manager burst into loud laughter. “Hahaha! Have you gone mad?” he said mockingly.

Justin met his gaze steadily. “Wait a few minutes,” he said calmly.

“For what?” the manager demanded.

“You will understand soon,” Justin replied.

The manager shook his head in disbelief and muttered under his breath, “This boy has completely lost his mind.”

“How about I ask them to throw you out again?” The manager said through his clenched teeth.