Two days later.
November 6th.
Monday.
Early morning.
Fudan campus was filled with hurrying students, only five minutes left before the start of class. Those who lived off-campus were running and sweating heavily because today's route to the campus—a traffic jam.
With surveillance overhead, Tang Qing's car took a side street, narrowly escaping the congestion.
Upon entering the school.
Tang Qing immediately became the center of attention.
"Holy shit, what am I seeing?"
"What? What? What?"
A roommate looked puzzled and asked, "Is this a new word puzzle? Let me see... Tang Qing?"
That last cry.
Was a scream.
After that.
The surrounding students stopped in their tracks. To them, Tang Qing had taken on a new meaning. He was no longer just the handsome and wealthy first-year student but now Huaxia's richest inland magnate, a titan of the business world.
Thinking about Tang Qing's vast family fortune.
They got excited.