After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

Chapter 648: 539, I’ve decided on this friend!

(Asking for monthly votes) Chapter 648: 539, I’ve decided on this friend!

(Asking for monthly votes) “Graduates from the Finance College sure do put their learning to good use when running a small business,”

Lu Ming rubbed his chin and commented, his words brimming with a sense of superiority for his high education and disdain for Jiangcheng Finance and Economics College.

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

“You’re right!”

Yang Hao nodded in agreement, then prepared to leave with Wang Bingru.

He truly couldn’t be bothered to deal with youngsters like Lu Ming.

After all, the two were simply not in the same league, worlds apart.

Even if he were to metaphorically slap Lu Ming’s face right there, it wouldn’t mean much.

Seeing that Yang Hao and Wang Bingru were about to leave, Lu Ming became somewhat anxious; he hadn’t yet finished showing off his sense of superiority!

He needed to let Bingru know how to make the right choice!

Just as Lu Ming was preparing to continue his performance, Zhou Xiaoya suddenly exclaimed, “Yang Hao…”

“Ah!”

Yang!!”

When Yang Hao had given his name, Zhou Xiaoya found it familiar but couldn’t place it.

However, as soon as Yang Hao mentioned that he graduated from Jiangcheng Finance and Economics College, she suddenly realized he was the same “Mr.

Yang,” the billionaire who was all over the internet.

Given how famous “Mr.

Yang” was online, his information had been widely circulated, including the detail that Yang Hao had graduated from Jiangcheng Finance and Economics College, a fact which the college itself had confirmed in a post.

Not only that, the college also revealed that the distinguished alumnus Yang Hao had donated two hundred million to his alma mater, a newsworthy event that caused quite a stir.

After all, two hundred million was no small sum!

Zhou Xiaoya, who always enjoyed being at the forefront of gossip, was shocked when she put all the pieces together and identified Yang Hao.

She immediately understood why Wang Bingru, the cold and beautiful school flower in other boys’ eyes, was so enthusiastic about the man before her.

He was a super-rich billionaire with a net worth in the hundreds of billions!

If he were just wealthy, that would be one thing, but his appearance alone outshone many popular stars.

Moreover, Mr.

Yang was not the androgynous type of handsome typical of some young celebrities; he had that manly, rugged charm only a mature man could possess.

Zhou Xiaoya was even on the verge of being infatuated, thinking that compared to her idol Lu Ming, Mr.

Yang was far more attractive!

“Mr.

Yang?”

“What Mr.

Yang?”

Lu Ming looked at Zhou Xiaoya with a puzzled face.

He knew her quite well, as she was Wang Bingru’s roommate.

He had made an effort to get acquainted with her, aware that Zhou Xiaoya was quite keen on celebrity gossip.

“Senior Brother Lu, you don’t mean to tell me you haven’t heard of Mr.

Yang, who was all over Kuaiyin just a few days ago?”

Zhou Xiaoya whispered back, then smilingly turned to Yang Hao, “You’re Mr.

Yang, right?”

“But you’re much more handsome in person than in the videos, I didn’t recognize you at first.”

“Mr.

Yang, would it be possible to take a photo with you?”

Upon recognizing Yang Hao’s identity, Zhou Xiaoya immediately turned into a fangirl, already taking out her phone while she spoke.

Getting a photo with a billionaire was a very prestigious thing to share on social media or Kuaiyin; something to brag about for a lifetime.

“A photo is fine, just remember to edit it before posting to your Moments,”

Yang Hao joked.

He knew that Zhou Xiaoya was Wang Bingru’s roommate.

He was willing to oblige such a simple request as a favor.

“Hehe, Mr.

Yang, your looks don’t need any editing at all.”

“Even the original photo is more handsome than those male celebrities!”

Zhou Xiaoya replied with a beaming smile, then raised her phone, adjusting angles as she took several selfies with Yang Hao.

Because Zhou Xiaoya was not tall, Yang Hao even bent down slightly to accommodate her, a thoughtful gesture that deeply moved Xiao Ya, raising her appraisal of Mr.

Yang considerably in her heart.

Lu Ming, who witnessed this scene, was completely dumbfounded.

He had just been flaunting his sense of superiority, believing his status as a Jiangcheng University graduate student could easily crush Yang Hao, the “small-time boss” of a hotpot restaurant.

However, what he hadn’t expected at all was this man was no small-time hotpot restaurant owner!

Instead, he was a super billionaire with a net worth in the hundreds of billions; not just Lu Ming, who hadn’t even graduated yet, but likely even the president of Jiangcheng University would have to treat Yang Hao with utmost respect and as an honored guest.

After all, this was the financial deity who had donated two billion to Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics!

And currently, due to financial tightness in local governments and the national treasury, university allocations had inevitably been reduced, necessitating that universities find more ways to raise funds.

Donations from distinguished alumni and philanthropic individuals from society had become an important way for universities to raise money.

Mainland China’s premier institutions like Qingbei naturally did not worry about donations, as many successful entrepreneurs they had cultivated donated frequently to their alma mater.

But Jiangcheng University was different.

Although it was the best university in Jiangcheng, at a national level, it could only be considered a second-tier prestige institution, with limited donation funds.

Lu Ming rubbed his hands together awkwardly, his cheeks burning at the thought of how he had bragged in front of Yang Hao just moments ago.

Damn it!

I called him just a small-time hotpot restaurant owner…

A small-time owner with a net worth in the hundreds of billions?

No way!

Lu Ming’s mouth twitched severely, and he looked over at Yang Hao, completely at a loss for words.

The superiority he had felt from his academic credentials had vanished without a trace.

In the whole country, there are plenty of graduate students from 985 universities.

But how many are billionaires?

“Xiao Ya, can you take my books back to the dorm for me?”

“Thanks~”

Wang Bingru was ready to leave with Yang Hao and simply asked Zhou Xiaoya to take her books back to the dormitory.

“Sure, no problem!”

“But between us, there’s no need for thanks, right?”

“It’s too formal.”

While she spoke, Zhou Xiaoya had already taken all the books from Wang Bingru.

Although she and Bingru had been on good terms, their relationship had not reached the point where they felt obligated to cultivate a friendship.@@novelbin@@

However, Xiao Ya had now firmly resolved that Bingru was a friend she would definitely make!

In Xiao Ya’s view, Bingru was more than just a friend; she was the ladder that could lead her to high society.

Just by holding on to Yang Hao’s coattails through Bingru, would she need to worry about a job after graduation?!

“Bingru, if you’re not coming back to the dorm tonight, just let me know.

I’ll ask for leave on your behalf.”

Seeing Wang Bingru leaving with Yang Hao arm in arm, Zhou Xiaoya quickly added with eager solicitude.

“Mhm, thank you.”

Wang Bingru still thanked her politely.

“I told you, no need to mention it~”

Zhou Xiaoya waved her hand repeatedly, her face overflowing with an ingratiating smile.

Meanwhile, listening to their conversation, Lu Ming felt a wave of despair once again.

The goddess Wang Bingru not only had a boyfriend now, but she was also planning to stay out for the night.

It was easy to foresee that the scenarios he had fantasized about would soon be playing out for real with another man!