We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

In dormitory 417, the beds of several people were basically made up.

Lu Wenbo washed his face, walked to the table, and picked up the N97.

He cleared his throat and pushed the phone with his thumb.

With a crisp "snap," the sliding cover popped open, revealing the full keyboard inside.

The noise was particularly crisp in the quiet dormitory.

He dialed a number and held the phone to his ear.

The call was answered quickly.

Lu Wenbo's previously arrogant tone softened instantly.

There was even a hint of sweetness in it, but her eyes kept glancing at the other three people out of the corner of her eye.

"Hey, baby, are you all ready?"

A sweet, girlish voice came from the other end of the phone. It wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to be heard in the confined space of a dormitory. "Just finished making my bed, I'm exhausted."

Lu Wenbo grinned from ear to ear: "My roommate and I are going to eat in the back street. Why don't you bring your roommate along? It'll be a good opportunity for everyone to get to know each other. It's on me."

The girl on the other end started to whine, "Oh dear, we just arranged to go eat spicy hot pot together, it's all girls, what are you guys doing here? We can eat together next time."

"Alright, alright." Lu Wenbo sighed dramatically. "Then you guys eat well, and text me when you get back to the dorm tonight."

The two chatted sweetly for a few more minutes on the phone before Lu Wenbo reluctantly hung up.

He closed his phone and tossed it onto the table.

Lu Wenbo turned around, spread his hands, and wore a helpless expression on his face: "Sigh, women are such a hassle. There are so many things to report right after the start of the semester, and I have to keep an eye on them wherever they go."

Despite his complaints, his raised eyebrows and the smugness in his eyes were impossible to hide.

Sun Haoyu, this big, burly man from Northeast China, is very quick-witted; he understood immediately.

He strode over, draped his hand over Lu Wenbo's shoulder, and showered him with compliments.

"Brother Lu, that's impressive! You already have a girlfriend right after the start of the semester? Just from her voice, I can tell your girlfriend is very beautiful."

Lu Wenbo waved his hand, feigning modesty: "High school classmate, we came here together, majoring in foreign languages. I'm just average-looking, about the prettiest girl in our class."

Sun Haoyu gave a thumbs up, his eyes wide open:

"The class beauty is just so-so? Lu, your standards are way too high! We just met in room 417, and you've already settled down. That's speed; you're a role model for our dorm!"

Lu Wenbo felt extremely comfortable and his vanity was greatly satisfied.

He waved his hand dismissively, exclaiming with magnanimity, "No problem at all! Let's go, all you can do at the backstreet barbecue tonight, it's on me!"

Sun Haoyu seized the opportunity, chuckling and rubbing his hands together:

"Brother Lu, you're so generous! But we can't just eat this meal for free; from now on, our family's future depends on you."

"My sister-in-law is in the Foreign Languages ​​Department, which is where the most beautiful girls in our Jiaotong University are concentrated."

"Remember to ask your sister-in-law to introduce us to a few female classmates so we can have a get-together!"

"Leave it to me!" Lu Wenbo patted his chest and guaranteed, "You can pick any girl from the foreign language department."

Chen Zhiqiang stood beside his bunk, listening to their conversation, his eyes filled with envy.

He glanced down at his faded T-shirt, then touched the old cell phone in his pocket that didn't even have a color screen, and nervously clenched the corner of his shirt.

Forget about dating, he doesn't even have the confidence to raise his voice to a girl.

Ye Chen leaned against the wardrobe, taking in all of this.

Instead of trying to steal Lu Wenbo's thunder, he went along with the atmosphere and laughed, saying in a friendly tone, "Then we'll wait for your arrangements, Lao Lu. We'll eat you out of house and home today, consider it collecting some interest in advance."

The emotional value provided was just right.

Lu Wenbo found the words agreeable and Ye Chen even more pleasing to the eye.

"Let's go!" Lu Wenbo waved.

The four of them walked out of the dormitory building with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Sun Haoyu, being a large man, walked at the front to clear the way.

Lu Wenbo walked in the middle, while Chen Zhiqiang lagged slightly behind by half a step.

Ye Chen walked on the outermost side, one hand in his pocket.

In September, the evening breeze in Shanghai finally dispelled the daytime heat.

The campus of Jiaotong University was packed with people.

New students arriving late with their suitcases, upperclassmen dressed in light clothing, club members handing out flyers, and groups of boys and girls heading to the cafeteria.

The loudspeakers at the radio station were playing Jay Chou's "Rice Fragrance," and the melody drifted along the tree-lined path on the evening breeze.

A youthful vibe is palpable.

Ye Chen looked at several girls on the roadside who were sweating profusely because they couldn't find the teaching building.

Listening to the argument that erupted between Sun Haoyu and Lu Wenbo in front of them about which class was the strongest in World of Warcraft.

A long-lost sense of relaxation welled up inside me.

At this time in his previous life, he was so worried about tuition and living expenses that he couldn't sleep all night.

Walking on the university campus, he didn't even dare to lift his head, afraid that others would see through his pitiful self-esteem.

Those pretty girls and lively clubs were all separated from him by a thick layer of glass.

In this life, he has a huge amount of cash in his bank account, overseas printing presses are bringing in money every day, and the company structure is already in place.

He no longer needs to struggle for survival, nor does he need to be subservient to anyone.

He is now just an ordinary freshman, enjoying this feast called youth.

"Ye Chen, do you play World of Warcraft?" Sun Haoyu asked, turning his head.

"Yeah, I used to mainly play as a thief," Ye Chen replied casually.

"Holy crap, thieves are awesome! Wilderness killers!" Sun Haoyu exclaimed excitedly. "I'll play a warrior, and Brother Lu will play a priest. This setup is amazing! Let's go to an internet cafe and play all night!"

Lu Wenbo immediately protested: "Why should I play a priest? I want to play a fire mage!"

Chen Zhiqiang whispered from the side, "I...I've never played this before, I don't know how."

Ye Chen patted Chen Zhiqiang on the shoulder and smiled brightly: "It's okay, this game is easy. I'll have Lao Sun carry you. He's tough and can take a beating."

The group laughed heartily and made a lot of noise as they walked out of the school gate.

The back streets of Jiaotong University have always been a late-night eatery and a haven for decadence for students.

Snack stalls, internet cafes, billiard rooms, and karaoke bars lined up in a row.

Neon lights flashed, and the air was filled with a mixture of cumin, chili powder, and cheap perfume.

Lu Wenbo led them into a restaurant called "Fatty's Barbecue" with ease.

The shop was bustling with business; under the plastic canopy, there were more than a dozen folding tables, almost all of which were occupied by students.

A large fan was blowing overhead, and the smoke from the oven was billowing upwards.

I found an empty table on the side and sat down.

There were still oil stains left by the previous table of guests on the table.

Lu Wenbo frowned in disgust, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the chair before sitting down.

He took the greasy menu, didn't even look at the prices, and quickly scribbled something down with his pen.

"Boss!" Lu Wenbo shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Fifty lamb skewers, thirty pork belly skewers, twenty beef tendon skewers! Four grilled lamb kidneys, please! Chives, eggplant, enoki mushrooms—all you can bring! And two boxes of ice-cold 'Brave the World' skewers, the coldest they can be!"

After ordering, Lu Wenbo slammed the menu on the table, ready to continue bragging to his roommate about the foreign language department's social event plan.

Suddenly, someone stood up at the next table.

"Ye Chen?"