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

Tang Wan was still sitting in the front row, her canvas bag draped over her lap.

Her fingertips slowly traced the edge of the bag, but her gaze followed the direction Ye Chen had left without ever looking back.

From the start of the class meeting until now, Ye Chen has mostly been watching the fun from the back row, occasionally chiming in with a joke to lighten the mood.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Qiang's airs of intimidation as the class monitor crumbled.

Tang Wan stuffed the magazine back into her bag and mentally redefined the position of this new student.

She can laugh, she can be sarcastic, and she can also follow the rules.

Such a person is extremely rare among newly enrolled freshmen.

Beside the podium, Lin Xiao picked up the pieces of chalk that had rolled to the ground and put them back into the box.

She was not tall, and a large gray short-sleeved shirt covered her slender shoulders.

Unfortunately, the curve of her chest stretched the fabric too tight, so when she bent over to pick something up, she had to use her notebook to cover herself, and her ears turned red.

After the chalk box was placed in the correct position, she opened the notebook and added a line of small print below the class committee list.

Ye Chen, you can ask him if you encounter any problems.

As lunchtime approached, crowds began to surge onto the backstreet.

Ye Chen didn't go back to the dormitory with his roommate. Instead, he turned into a coffee shop on the side of the road, ordered an iced coffee, and sat down by the window.

He had just put his backpack down next to the chair when his phone vibrated.

The caller was Lu Yuan.

After Ye Chen answered the call, he didn't beat around the bush.

"Report the results."

On Lu Yuan's end, there was a flurry of keyboard clicks, and in the background, you could hear Han Ming calling for people to check the server.

"Mr. Ye, the data has surged! In thirty hours, the downloads have exceeded 250,000. The server load is already at its peak, and Han Ming and I are adding more machines."

Ye Chen inserted the straw into his coffee cup and looked out the window at the freshmen carrying their luggage.

"Don't skimp on this little bit of money, prepare for peak demand and above."

Lu Yuan immediately replied, "Understood."

Ye Chen then asked, "What about GG?"

"Connected. Based on the current activity level, there's a chance that daily GG earnings could reach $100,000 tomorrow."

Ye Chen stirred the ice cubes in his glass, and water droplets clung to the glass.

"Keep the backend in check, don't let the game crash. Once the popularity drops, you can't make up for it by throwing money at it."

"I understand. Han Ming and I are both at the company tonight."

"You can handle any issues directly without waiting for my approval."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen opened his email.

Suya's emails were at the top of the list.

Mr. Ye, the security system in the Zhangjiang office area has been upgraded.

Several other domestic venture capital firms have contacted Xingchen Interactive through public channels. A representative from Sequoia Capital called this morning to request a meeting.

After scanning the content, Ye Chen replied with two lines.

No financing at this time.

All organizations declined the offer.

Starry Sky Interactive is not short of money right now.

The games "Angry Sparrow" and "Temple Run" are listed on overseas markets, and money is being deposited into accounts every day.

Allowing capital in at this stage will only lengthen the clean decision-making chain.

Ye Chen needed speed.

My phone vibrated again after I sent the email.

The sender is Xue.

"Hey junior, how was the class meeting this afternoon? Liu Yang didn't cause you any trouble, did he? *chuckles*"

Ye Chen replied to the message with one hand.

"He didn't come; he's probably still studying the map of the teaching building."

Li Xue replied quickly.

"You have a sharp tongue."

"Are you free tonight? The external relations department is having a dinner party in the backstreet, it's so boring."

"Come sit with your senior for a while, and I'll help you cover up Zhang Kai's matter."

Looking at the screen, Ye Chen could guess Li Xue's current state.

She was probably sitting among a group of student council members, wearing a pretty dress, her long legs casually crossed under the table, dealing with the situation while playing with him on her phone.

Ye Chen replied: "There's a dorm social event tonight, another day."

Li Xue sent a message a while later.

"A social event for freshmen right at the start of the semester?"

"Well, this junior is quite popular."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Remember not to get kidnapped by any little girl."

Ye Chen smiled, replied "Received," and then got up and left the coffee shop.

When I pushed open the door to dormitory 417, the room was already in complete chaos.

Several oversized short-sleeved shirts were scattered on the ground, and two chairs were placed across the middle of the aisle.

Sun Haoyu, shirtless, squatted next to his suitcase, rummaging through a pile of clothes to find a presentable battle robe.

Lu Wenbo stood in front of the sink, holding a silver hairspray can in his hand, scrambling his hair up in front of the mirror, humming an off-key tune.

Chen Zhiqiang sat on the edge of the lower bunk.

The blue sports jacket he was wearing was faded from washing, and the cuffs were frayed.

He zipped his shirt up to the top of his collar, placed his hands neatly on his knees, and kept a distance from the commotion.

"Brother Chen, you're back."

Chen Zhiqiang stood up first.

Sun Haoyu pulled a skull-patterned tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt out of the box and held it up to his chest.

"Old Ye, quick, help me take a look. Does this make me look slimmer?"

Ye Chen walked around the clothes on the ground and hung his backpack on the back of the chair.

"able."

Sun Haoyu's eyes lit up.

Ye Chen added, "It can make the outline of the belly very clear."

Lu Wenbo laughed out loud in front of the mirror, almost spraying hairspray onto his forehead.

"Old Sun, you should change into that looser one. Don't scare the foreign language girl so much that she calls the police when you walk in."

Sun Haoyu cursed and threw the clothes back on the bed, then continued rummaging through the box.

Chen Zhiqiang walked to Ye Chen's side, his fingers pinching the hem of his coat.

"Brother Chen, I'm not going tonight."

Ye Chen glanced at him but didn't immediately try to persuade him.

"What's wrong?"

"My English is poor, so I want to memorize vocabulary in my dorm room."

After Chen Zhiqiang finished speaking, he pinched the fabric in his hand, creating wrinkles.

This isn't about memorizing vocabulary.

Chen Zhiqiang was afraid of the venue, afraid of his old clothes, afraid of not knowing how to speak, and afraid of embarrassing the dormitory by sitting there.

Directly advising him to be more confident will only make him feel worse.

Ye Chen picked up his water glass, took a sip, and spoke casually.

"Old Lu made arrangements with them this time; it was agreed that there would be four people."

Chen Zhiqiang raised his head.

"If we lose one person from the past, people will think we changed our minds at the last minute."

Ye Chen put the cup back on the table and continued, "Whether it's a social gathering or not is another matter, but if we don't go, we'll be disrespecting Lao Lu."

Lu Wenbo turned around and put the hairspray can on the sink.

"Yeah, Zhiqiang, I've already talked to Wang Yao. Everyone in our dorm is going. If you don't go now, I won't be able to explain it to my girlfriend."

Sun Haoyu put on a loose black T-shirt and chimed in.

"Come on, sit next to me. If you really don't know what to say, just eat something. Lao Lu will pay anyway."

Lu Wenbo immediately glared at him.

"Who said I paid the bill?"

Sun Haoyu spoke with righteous indignation.

"If you organized this, who else will buy it if you don't?"

Ye Chen patted Chen Zhiqiang on the shoulder.

"Let's go, give Lao Lu a chance to show off his wealth."

Chen Zhiqiang slowly loosened his grip on the hem of his clothes, and after a while, he nodded.

"Then I'll go."

Lu Wenbo immediately snapped his fingers.

"That's right, brothers. Tonight, the key is to maintain our momentum; we can't afford to lose."