Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Fuck!"

"what happened?"

Everyone was shocked.

The mouse pointed at Qin Luo's wrist, its voice trembling.

"I wasn't exclaiming about Hao Chen's watch, I was exclaiming about Qin Luo's!"

All eyes turned to Qin Luo.

On his right wrist was indeed a seemingly unassuming watch, its dark blue dial gleaming subtly under the light.

"This is a Patek Philippe timepiece with super complications!"

Mouse frantically pulled out his phone, quickly searched, and then turned the screen towards everyone.

"Look! The exact same style!"

The phone screen displays the official image of the same watch and its price of 2,880,000 yuan.

The entire private room fell into a deathly silence.

Two million eight hundred thousand, almost seven times the price of Wu Haochen's watch.

Wu Haochen's smile froze.

He mechanically took the mouse's phone, staring intently at the number as if trying to see through the screen.

"impossible"

He muttered to himself and looked up at Qin Luo.

"This watch."

Qin Luo gently rotated his wrist, and the watch face reflected an elegant arc of light.

"It was a birthday gift from a friend, and I've gotten used to wearing it."

A seemingly casual remark struck Wu Haochen's heart like a heavy hammer.

His meticulously planned ostentation, his painstakingly prepared "low-key flaunting of wealth," appears utterly laughable in the face of real riches.

Wu Haochen's hand unconsciously reached for his watch, and he suddenly felt that the weight on his wrist was not honor, but shame.

A watch worth 400,000 is less than a fraction of what others pay.

"Wow, Qin Luo, is that a Patek Philippe?"

At the class reunion, someone suddenly shouted.

The previously noisy private room instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Luo's wrist.

The silver-gray watch gleamed with a low-key, luxurious sheen under the light, its complex mechanical structure subtly visible on the dial.

"Yes, Patek Philippe 5270P."

Qin Luo responded casually, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

5270P?

Fatty Wang, sitting opposite, immediately took out his phone to search.

"Holy crap! Over 1.3 million!"

The private room erupted in chaos.

"Qin Luo, you've struck it rich?"

"I remember you were pretty poor when you were in college, weren't you?"

"Could it be a high-quality fake?"

Faced with a barrage of questions, Qin Luo simply smiled and did not answer.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Rao Sisi, who was sitting in the corner. The former class beauty was now a finance director at a listed company.

Rao Sisi was chatting quietly with her best friend and barely acknowledged Qin Luo.

But at this moment, her gaze was fixed on the watch, her eyes filled with shock and regret.

"Sisi, I remember you said you wanted to buy a Patek Philippe before?"

My best friend deliberately raised her voice.

"There's a ready-made expert right here!"

Rao Sisi looked embarrassed, but quickly adjusted her expression, picked up her wine glass and walked towards Qin Luo.

"Qin Luo, it's been a long time."

Her voice was ten times softer than before.

"I wasn't nice to you in college, don't take it to heart."

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, a shrill voice interrupted.

"Rao, the class beauty, your change of expression is too fast!"

Wu Haochen walked over, swirling his wine glass, a mocking smile on his face.

"Just stick it on any watch you see?"

Rao Sisi's face stiffened.

"Wu Haochen, what do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

Wu Haochen took out his phone.

"I just think some people are taking this too far with their showing off."

He swiped his finger across the screen a few times, then held it up to show everyone.

"An old post on the medical university's campus network, with over 100,000 views, everyone should have seen it, right?"

Qin Luo's eyes narrowed.

The screen prominently displayed the post from two years ago that read, "The only thing separating you from the school beauty is a borrowed supercar."

"Wu Haochen!"

Rao Sisi frowned.

Is it really meaningful for you to bring up old grievances at a class reunion?

"Don't rush, class beauty."

Wu Haochen sent the link to the post to his classmates' group chat with a sinister smile.

"Let everyone see clearly what kind of background this 'Patek Philippe' gentleman really has."

The students all took out their phones to check.

Qin Luo noticed that although Rao Sisi said she was "bored," her fingers honestly clicked on the link.

The post is very detailed.

Qin Luo, a third-year medical student, borrowed his rich friend Situ Rui's Bugatti Veyron to show off his wealth in order to pursue the campus beauty Lin Yufei. In reality, he was just a poor student doing odd jobs in the laboratory.

The accompanying photo clearly shows Qin Luo getting out of a silver Bugatti.

"This"

Rao Sisi's face turned ugly after reading the post.

"Qin Luo, is this true?"

Before Qin Luo could answer, Wu Haochen interrupted.

"Of course it's true! My buddy is Situ Rui's roommate, and he said Qin Luo often borrows luxury cars and expensive watches to show off. This Patek Philippe is probably borrowed too!"

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became subtle.

The students' gazes toward Qin Luo shifted from envy to suspicion, and even a hint of disdain.

"I knew it! How could someone suddenly become rich?"

"Just like Fatty Nan, always showing off."

"Sisi almost got scammed."

Rao Sisi's expression grew increasingly grim.

She put down her wine glass and gave Qin Luo a cold look.

"I thought you'd really made something of yourself, but it turns out you're still the same as always."

Just as Qin Luo was about to speak, Rao Sisi's phone suddenly rang.

She answered the phone, and her expression changed drastically.

"What? The new boss is coming to audit the accounts tomorrow? Okay, okay, I'll go back and work overtime right away."

After hanging up the phone, Rao Sisi hurriedly grabbed her bag.

"Excuse me, everyone, there's an urgent matter at the company, I have to go now."

She strode towards the door, not even glancing at Qin Luo as she passed by, a stark contrast to her enthusiasm ten minutes earlier.

After the door to the private room closed, Wu Haochen smiled smugly.

"See? Show-offs get what they deserve. Rao, the class beauty, hates liars the most."

Qin Luo sighed, and just as he was about to speak, his phone rang.

Caller ID.

Jiang Xinyan.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang."

Qin Luo answered the phone.

"Chairman Qin, the report regarding the budget for next quarter needs your approval. Are you available now?"

A capable female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm in the lobby of Yipinxuan. Please bring the documents down."

"Okay, I'll be right down."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Luo noticed everyone was looking at him strangely. "Qin Luo, you just called the other person 'President Jiang'?"

Fatty Wang asked cautiously.

"Jiang Xinyan, the general manager of Yipinxuan."

Qin Luo said calmly.

Wu Haochen suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Qin Luo, you're getting addicted to showing off, aren't you? President Jiang? Yi Pin Xuan? Do you even know what level of restaurant Yi Pin Xuan is?"

Qin Luo put down his teacup and looked directly at Wu Haochen.

"Of course I know, because Yipinxuan is mine."

The private room instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"puff"

Wu Haochen spat out a mouthful of wine.

"What did you say? You're the owner of Yipinxuan? Hahaha, that's hilarious!"

He wiped his mouth, his face full of sarcasm.

"Qin Luo, do you know what my family does? We're in the seafood business! All the seafood at Yipinxuan is supplied by my family! How could I not know who the owner of Yipinxuan is?"

Wu Haochen stood up and looked down at Qin Luo.

"The owner of Yipinxuan is surnamed Chen, named Chen Zhiming, and is in his forties. He is definitely not a poor student like you!"

The students began to whisper among themselves, their gazes towards Qin Luo becoming even more disdainful.

"Qin Luo, that's enough."

"It's fine to do it once or twice, but it gets boring if it goes on and on."

"Wu Haochen's family is indeed very wealthy; what he said is probably true."

Faced with the doubts of the crowd, Qin Luo simply shook his head.

“Chen Zhiming transferred Yipinxuan to me last week, and all the formalities have been completed.”

"fart!"

Wu Haochen slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"You actually made up this kind of lie? Do you think I wouldn't know about something as big as transferring a Michelin three-star restaurant?"

Just then, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

All eyes turned to the doorway.

A young woman wearing a white mid-sleeve shirt and a black pencil skirt stood there.

Her long, slender legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings, and her bright, expressive eyes behind black-rimmed glasses exuded an intellectual yet sexy aura.

"President Jiang?"

Wu Haochen's expression froze instantly.

Jiang Xinyan glanced around the private room, her gaze landing on Qin Luo, and quickly walked over.

"Chairman Qin, I apologize for interrupting your gathering. This is a document that requires your signature."

She handed over a folder with both hands, her posture respectful.

The entire private room fell silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene.

The moment Jiang Xinyan stepped into the private room in her seven-centimeter stilettos, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze.

"Tap, tap, tap." The crisp footsteps sounded like heavy hammer blows to everyone's heart.

She wore a well-tailored black business suit that accentuated her perfect waist and hip curves, while the V-neck design subtly revealed her delicate collarbone.

Her long, wavy hair swayed gently with her steps, the ends brushing against her fair neck, causing all the men present to unconsciously swallow.

"Holy crap, who is this?"

Wang Pangzi's chopsticks fell to the table with a "clatter," and his eyes widened like copper bells.

Li Ming's wine glass was suspended in mid-air, and he was completely unaware that the wine had spilled all over his pants.

"That figure, that aura...is she a celebrity?"

Wu Haochen even stood up from his seat, his face filled with amazement.

He quickly straightened his tie, flashed what he considered his most charming smile, and prepared to approach her.

However, Jiang Xinyan's gaze didn't linger on him for even a second, and she went straight to Qin Luo, who had been quietly sitting in the corner.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to interrupt your gathering."

Jiang Xinyan bowed slightly, her voice clear yet respectful.

"This is Yipinxuan's financial statement and dividend details for this month. Your signature is required for confirmation."

The entire private room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Chairman Ye?"

The napkin in Zhang Qian's hand fluttered to the ground, and her mouth was wide open, big enough to fit an egg.

Wu Haochen's smile froze on his face, his outstretched hand awkwardly hanging in mid-air, looking like a comical sculpture.

Qin Luo slowly put down his chopsticks and took the documents handed to him by Jiang Xinyan.

The thick stack of reports was filled with densely packed numbers, with the dividend amount clearly marked at the bottom.

36, 530, 000 yuan.

"Two million more this month than last month?"

Qin Luo casually flipped through a few pages, his tone as indifferent as if he were discussing today's weather.

Jiang Xinyan nodded slightly.

"Yes, Mr. Ye. The newly opened Japanese food area has exceeded our sales expectations, and the membership recharge event has also been very successful."

Qin Luo grunted in agreement, casually scribbled his name in a flourish at the signature area, and then handed the document back.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It should."

Jiang Xinyan accepted the documents with both hands, her movements respectful yet elegant.

Throughout the entire process, more than twenty pairs of eyes in the private room stared wide-eyed, as if the air had been sucked out.

Who would have thought that Qin Luo, who was just mocked by Wu Haochen for "not even being able to get into Yipinxuan", is actually the chairman of Yipinxuan?

Wu Haochen's face turned from red to white, then from white to green, looking like a spilled palette.

He mechanically sat back down, his mind blank.

Qin Luo glanced at the stunned crowd with a half-smile, then suddenly pointed at Wu Haochen.

"Xinyan, does our Yipinxuan seafood supply all come from his family?"

Jiang Xinyan followed Qin Luo's finger and looked down, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"Who is this?"

Wu Haochen seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly stood up to introduce himself.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang! I am Wu Haochen, son of Wu Jianming from Tianhai Aquatic Products. Our company has a long-term cooperative relationship with Yipinxuan."

"Tianhai Seafood?"

Jiang Xinyan pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"There is indeed cooperation, but the share is not large, accounting for only about 5% of our total procurement."

As soon as the number was uttered, Wu Haochen's face turned bright red.

He had just boasted that his company was Yipinxuan's "largest supplier," but now that he'd been exposed on the spot, he was utterly humiliated.

Jiang Xinyan was very clever and immediately sensed that something was wrong, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Chairman Ye, do you need to increase Tianhai's procurement share? I can arrange it immediately."

"No need."

Qin Luo sneered.

"As Young Master Wu just said, someone of my status doesn't even have the right to meet your general manager. How could I possibly presume to be associated with their seafood?"

Jiang Xinyan's eyes sharpened, and she immediately understood Qin Luo's meaning.

She turned to Wu Haochen, her voice instantly turning cold.

"Mr. Wu, I regret to inform you that starting tomorrow, Yipinxuan will terminate all cooperation with Tianhai Aquatic Products."

"what?!"

Wu Haochen was struck dumb, and he jumped up, causing the chair to fall to the ground with a loud crash.

"President Jiang, you can't do this! We've been working together for so many years!"

"This is Chairman Ye's decision."

Jiang Xinyan interrupted him expressionlessly.

"In addition, Yipinxuan has 37 branches nationwide, and I will notify all stores to implement this simultaneously."

These words struck Wu Haochen like a heavy hammer, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

He looked to Qin Luo for help, only to find that the other was leisurely lighting a cigarette, not even bothering to give him a glance.

Jiang Xinyan nodded slightly to Qin Luo.

"Chairman Ye, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."

"Go."

Qin Luo exhaled a smoke ring, his expression blurred by the swirling smoke, which only added to his mystery and majesty.

Jiang Xinyan turned and left, the sound of her high heels fading into the distance, but the private room remained completely silent.

Everyone stared at Qin Luo as if he were a monster, especially the classmates who had joined Wu Haochen in mocking him earlier; they now wished they could disappear into the ground. (End of Chapter)