Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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"Hey, Fang Jueyu, it's your old flame!" Jiang Yi patted Fang Jueyu on the shoulder.

This time, returning for the school celebration wasn't just limited to their class. Students from almost every class in the past four years had more or less come, and about a dozen students from Class 16 (6) were also present. The so-called "first love" was among them.

"So, how about going over to say hi? Maybe when she sees you've become a millionaire now, she'll have a change of heart and throw herself at you," Jiang Yi teased.

Fang Jueyu didn't say anything; he just rolled his eyes at her.

Back then, Sun Yuqi's reason for breaking up was fear of affecting her studies. But her commitment to studying hard only got her into an average college, while Fang Jueyu got into Jiangnan University, a prestigious university. No one believed there weren't other reasons.

However, Fang Jueyu wasn't interested in digging into those reasons anymore. A missed opportunity was just that, and he wouldn't use his wealth to do anything he himself would find disgusting and detestable.

Fang Jueyu still glanced at Sun Yuqi a couple of times. The reason was simple: throughout his high school years, she was the only one in his heart. Maybe it was a bit of stubbornness, or maybe it was persistence, but now it was perhaps more about letting go.

"Look, Sun Xu is showing off like he thinks he's the star today," Jiang Yi pointed at Sun Xu, who was chatting animatedly with their class teacher, Jin Yong, as if bragging about being his proudest student.

"Alright, don't talk about him like that. He achieved something difficult, couldn't he show off a bit? You're just jealous!" Fang Jueyu knew Jiang Yi always disliked Sun Xu, so he said so on purpose.

"I just can't stand his demeanor!" Jiang Yi started imitating Sun Xu's tone, "You're not some outstanding alumni, why are you dressed so formally?"

"What does it matter to you what he wears? Do you think having a bit of money makes him great?" Jiang Yi huffed. "You have such a good temper, letting him talk to you like that without reacting?"

"Hahaha!" Fang Jueyu was amused by Jiang Yi. "I'm someone who deals with billions of US Dollars in minutes, why should I lower myself to his level?"

Jiang Yi's eyes widened at Fang Jueyu, "Fang Jueyu, you've changed, you like to show off too now! I find you sneaky now, hiding from everyone and waiting to stun them at the school celebration ceremony, aren't you?"

Jiang Yi hit the nail on the head with Fang Jueyu's plan: "You turned out to be the best at showing off! But he's just bragging, you're genuinely awesome!"

Jiang Yi leaned in, "Hey, what's your deal, why did you suddenly get rich? Did your family win a lottery?"

"I'll tell you, but don't spill it to anyone!" Fang Jueyu pretended to be very secretive.

"I found a hidden treasure left by my ancestors, packed with antique treasures. I sold a little bit, and voilà, I got rich!"

"I don't believe you at all!" Jiang Yi immediately knew Fang Jueyu was joking, "I'm done talking to you! I'm going to find Shiyu to hang out!"

"Hahahaha!" Seeing Jiang Yi so deflated, he laughed triumphantly.

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The school only had less than two thousand students, but more than three thousand alumni attended the celebration, turning the usually sparsely populated sports field into a sea of people.

Several school leaders had already taken their seats on the podium, alongside a few representative exemplary alumni. Originally, Zhu Ming wanted Fang Jueyu to join them, but he refused. If he sat there, he'd feel utterly uncomfortable.

"Dear students, teachers, and respected alumni, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to join us at Haihua No. 2 Middle School for the 70th anniversary celebration of our alma mater. On behalf of all the teachers and students, I extend my sincerest gratitude!"

Zhu Ming stood on the podium, his face glowing, wearing the most dapper suit from his wardrobe, a suit he would only dare wear when attending provincial meetings.

He gave a fervent ten-minute speech, which, naturally, was filled with the usual platitudes, but these were obligatory routines that needed to be followed.

"Now I announce, the 70th anniversary celebration of Haihua No. 2 Middle School officially begins!"@@novelbin@@

"Clap clap clap!" The audience burst into thunderous applause, interspersed with a few cheers.

"Since its establishment, Haihua No. 2 Middle School has nurtured many outstanding students who have made significant achievements in their respective fields. Today, they have returned to the school with their hearts set on their alma mater. Now, I graciously introduce the distinguished alumni who have joined us!"

"First, let's welcome with applause the alumnus from the class of '07, Wu Minghua, the founder of Xiantech Electronics Information Company!"

A middle-aged man on the far left of the podium stood up and nodded to the students below.

"Mr. Wu Minghua donated 1 million Yuan to support the development of our alma mater. Let's thank him!"

Wu Minghua's lips curled into a satisfied smile. He hadn't been running his business for very long, but among the thousands of entrepreneurs, he was considered quite successful.

His company generated several tens of millions in annual net profits, and he was just in his thirties, an age brimming with potential. Getting a chance to show his face at his alma mater made that million well worth it.

"Next, I'd like to introduce Dong Yu, the founder of ZhiLi Technology and alumnus from the class of '03. He has donated 1.2 million Yuan to the school!"

"Wow!" Another round of thunderous applause erupted.

Four individuals sat on the podium beside Zhu Ming, each a successful entrepreneurial alumni who had donated more than a million to the school.

"Of course, besides these alumni, many more outstanding alumni have made contributions to the school. Now, let's invite them to the stage!"

Sun Xu's face lit up with joy. After waiting so long, it was finally his turn to take the stage. He straightened his collar and walked up to the podium alongside several older alumni.

"They are the class of '13 alumna Zhang Lan, who donated 200,000 Yuan!"

"Alumnus Cheng Feng from the class of '11, who donated 150,000 Yuan!"

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"Alumnus Sun Xu from the class of '16, who donated 300,000 Yuan!"

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Sun Xu stood with his head held high, full of pride. Although he couldn't compare to those alumni who had been in business for a long time, he had donated the most among the remaining folks!

Especially when the students heard he was an alumnus from the class of '16, admiration filled their eyes. In just three years of graduating and still being in college, he was able to donate such a sum. To them, he was an idol.

Feeling the gazes of those around him, Sun Xu felt even more smug. His eyes swept over his classmates with pride and provocation.

"Lastly, let's welcome a very special alumnus who generously donated one hundred million Yuan for the school's development!"

"Wow!" The crowd was stunned. Even the alumni on the podium looked incredulous. A hundred million! Even combined, their companies wouldn't make that much money in years. Could it be a big boss from a listed company?

"After discussion and deliberation, the school has decided to use this fund to add a new teaching building and laboratory building, enhance the school's hardware and software facilities, and the remainder will be used to establish a foundation to support and reward outstanding students!"

Zhu Ming publicly shared the already-planned project, offering many more detailed explanations.

"Now, I believe you are all curious about who this mysterious alumnus is?" Zhu Ming raised his voice. "So let's now invite the alumnus from the class of 16, who is also the representative of our alumni at this year's celebration, Fang Jueyu, to take the stage!"

"Fang Jueyu? How could it be him?" Jin Yong and the entire class were dumbfounded.

"Fang Jueyu? Is he the one making headlines on Weibo recently? He's our alumnus? Oh my god!"

"Where? Where? Where is he?"

"What? Fang Jueyu?" Sun Xu froze on the spot, no wonder Fang Jueyu hadn't paid any attention to his provocation. He thought he was soaring with a 300,000 donation, not realizing Fang Jueyu donated such a sum and still remained so low-key in the class.

Amid thousands of envious and admiring gazes, Fang Jueyu slowly made his way to the podium. Although the successful alumni didn't know what business Fang Jueyu was in, in business, it paid to make friends with those around you.

"Hello, Mr. Fang!"

"Mr. Fang, achieving so much at such a young age, you are the pride of our school!"

Like a fan meeting, they each shook hands with Fang Jueyu, some even handing him their business cards.

Finally, Fang Jueyu brushed past Sun Xu and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Oh, and by the way, I forgot to tell you, I'm also a donation guest, and I'm a representative of the outstanding alumni."

"And also, that so-called flea market outfit you mentioned is actually a piece by the chief designer of the royal family of England, worth 500,000 British Pounds. It's not surprising you didn't recognize it! Anyway, if you don't know something, don't speak out of turn; it saves you from looking uninformed in front of others!"

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