Chapter 217: Chapter 192: Pinbei and Kuai Pao, Daily Orders Surpass 100,000, Pei Yi’s Era

Meanwhile.

Chen Yansen left the examination hall and walked downstairs.

He hadn’t been lying to Tao Jingwen. He really did have final exams for the past two days. With his current Spirit value, social science majors like journalism were no challenge for him at all.

He could easily master a whole semester’s worth of material in just ten minutes.

Last year, he hadn’t failed any classes thanks to Tang Qingshan’s help. This time was different; he could get a perfect score on his own merit alone.

For university final exams, especially in the liberal arts, professors usually highlighted the key topics. The questions and answers were all in the textbook, making it extremely difficult to fail.

Unless you were too lazy to even memorize the highlighted parts, or you got caught cheating during the exam.

"Brother Sen, exams are finally over! We heading downtown this afternoon? We can do the works—dinner, karaoke, a nice soak. My treat!"

Just as he reached the ground floor, he saw Song Yang leaning against a stone pillar of the academic building, greeting him with a grin.

Wang Zhengqiang was standing nearby, holding an Orange C1 and playing *Temple Run*. When he heard Song Yang offer to treat, he couldn’t even focus on his game anymore. He chuckled and said, "Instead of a soak, can we make it a foot massage?"

"Sure. Tonight, I’ll record a little video and send it to your girlfriend," Song Yang threatened with a smile.

Wang Zhengqiang’s girlfriend was a university student in Yicheng. They were high school classmates and she had visited Xucheng once before.

At the time, Song Yang had asked her to confirm whether Wang Zhengqiang had pursued her, or if she had pursued him.

After all, Qiangzi often bragged to them that he was the star player of the school soccer team in high school, that a dozen girls were chasing him, and that he had ended up picking the one with the best figure.

But before Wang Zhengqiang’s girlfriend could answer, Wang Zhengqiang himself had hastily admitted that he was the one who pursued her first, drawing teasing remarks from Song Yang, Meng Xibo, and the others.

But teasing was one thing; they never actually exposed Wang Zhengqiang’s bluff.

"Why did you add my girlfriend?" Wang Zhengqiang’s train of thought was a bit peculiar, and he asked subconsciously.

"To tattle on you, of course," Song Yang said with a sly grin.

"Sure, no problem," Chen Yansen said, nodding in agreement.

Winter break was in just a few days. Although Pinbei and Orange Technology were both holding annual parties, the roommates of Dorm 8302 didn’t have a separate get-together planned.

The three of them stood at the intersection waiting for a while before they saw Tang Zhenzhe, Xu Xingxing, Meng Xibo, and Zhu Xiaopeng walking over side by side.

Song Yang proactively went up to them and told them about the afternoon get-together.

"Class President, can I tag along?" Xu Xingxing asked Tang Zhenzhe with a sweet smile.

She knew that if she asked Chen Yansen, she’d most likely be rejected, but asking Tang Zhenzhe was a different story.

"Uh... is that okay?" Tang Zhenzhe glanced at the others, especially at Chen Yansen.

He knew perfectly well that Xu Xingxing’s target was Chen Yansen. Plus, since he had joined Orange Technology’s brand department, Chen Yansen had become his boss. He didn’t dare make a decision rashly.

"The more the merrier," Chen Yansen said, unconcerned.

With that, he took out his phone and called Meng Jie, asking to meet her at the school gate.

"Brother Sen, you called sister-in-law? Hold on, I’m making a call too," Song Yang asked. After seeing Chen Yansen nod, he also pulled out his phone.

Tang Zhenzhe, Meng Xibo, and Zhu Xiaopeng exchanged a look and couldn’t help but curse, "You two are so cruel!"

The three of them were the only ones left in Dorm 8302 who were still single.

Generally speaking, there were only three reasons for not finding a partner in university: one, not being proactive; two, being ugly; and three, thinking everyone else was ugly.

"Fuck! I’m gonna make a call too!" After cursing, Tang Zhenzhe walked over to a flowerbed and started calling for backup.

"Brother Zhe is in a relationship too?" Meng Xibo was the picture of confusion.

"I don’t know. First I’ve heard of it," Zhu Xiaopeng replied, shrugging with a clueless look on his face.

Ten minutes later, a group of more than ten young men and women were standing at the East Gate of Xuyuan.

Chen Yansen took Meng Jie’s hand and got into the Bentley Mulsanne parked nearby. Xu Xingxing and Meng Xibo followed them in.

Wang Zihao got into the driver’s seat of a BMW 750, driving Tang Zhenzhe, Su Meiling, and Zhu Xiaopeng toward Fengbao Inn downtown.

Holding the keys Chen Yansen had given him, Song Yang got into the Aston Martin Rapide. With his girlfriend and Wang Zhengqiang as passengers, he followed closely behind the Bentley.

"So that was Chen Yansen?" Song Yang’s girlfriend, Fu Yin, asked curiously.

It couldn’t be helped. Chen Yansen’s fame at Xuyuan had long since eclipsed that of the university’s president, Tang Qingshan.

First-year students might not know who the president of Xuyuan was, but they had definitely heard of Chen Yansen.

He started a business at eighteen, became a billionaire worth tens of billions by nineteen, and at twenty, he owned two companies with a combined valuation of over 30 billion.

Including the part-time customer service staff, more than 400 students at Xuyuan were his employees.

When Fu Yin was pursuing Song Yang, she had heard him mention that he and Chen Yansen were roommates and brothers.

"Mhm, that’s him," Song Yang replied casually, gripping the steering wheel.

"He’s even more handsome in person than in his photos!" Fu Yin commented with a smile.

"What’s that supposed to mean? That I’m not handsome?" Song Yang frowned, his tone tinged with jealousy and displeasure.

"Of course you’re the most handsome," Fu Yin said, lifting her chin and praising him in a soft, gentle voice.

Sitting in the back seat, Wang Zhengqiang quickly coughed twice to remind them that there was another living person in the car. ’Could you two please get a room?’

"Qiangzi, you catching a cold?" Song Yang teased.

"Just wait until my girlfriend visits next time. I’ll make you two eat dog food too," Wang Zhengqiang grumbled.

One was his boss, and the other was the boss’s wife. Wang Zhengqiang’s comeback was feeble, only making the couple burst into laughter.

’Xu Xingxing and Su Meiling don’t seem to get along. I don’t know what Brother Zhe was thinking, insisting on inviting Secretary Su. Sigh.’ Song Yang couldn’t help but sigh at the thought.

"Don’t worry, sister-in-law is here," Wang Zhengqiang said with a smile.