The September day is still hot, and there is only a hanging electric fan in the dormitory rotating weakly. Hot wind blows on every student, which can only barely make them feel a long-lost coolness.

In dormitory No. 302, Fan Wei was lying on a cool mat with his hands pillowing his head thinking about his thoughts. Guo Zijing next to him pulled his tongue and kept exhaling heat like a dog. Other roommates were either calling for heat or complaining without hesitation. Such weather is indeed difficult to make people excited.

It has been a week since the start of school, and Fan Wei spent the first week of his college career in busy classes and familiar with the dormitory life. Everything else is good. Except for a roommate Ling Gao who has been greeted with cold eyes all day long, the other roommates can get along well and be very harmonious.

Fan Wei never forgot that the bet he made with his father Fan Tao, if he could reach his assets of over 100 billion in the year he graduated from college, Fan Tao would kneel down in front of his mother to repent. This is the only way to win back dignity for his mother and the only bet.

Once college life begins, it means that he must have hundreds of billions of assets in four years. Maybe Fan Wei was full of confidence when he said this in high school, but it was still very difficult to spend two years to cure Jiang Jing's illness.

Of course, this 100 billion refers to his own assets, and the joint ventures of others are naturally not counted. So although the 60 billion yuan of funds were received after the construction of Longteng Military Industry Group, the problem is that all the funds in it are from the state joint ventures, and it is not considered his assets. At present, Fan Wei has estimated that his assets may be around 10 billion yuan, and the distance between them is still far from 100 billion yuan.

However, if we want to achieve the goal of 100 billion, it is obviously feasible. This must be mainly based on the rapid development of the two major groups, Wu Group and Longteng Group.

If a company wants to develop, technology is the primary productive force. Fortunately, Fan Wei lacks talents and equipment, but it is not lacking in technology and technology. After returning to China, he will inject new impetus into the rapid development of Longteng Group. Just wait for a series of high-tech projects to be launched, money will roll into his pocket like flowing water.

The president behind Ping An Resort, the president of Longteng Military Industry Group, the largest shareholder of Wu's Group, and the shareholder of Liu's Group, these identities represent endless wealth. His identity in this university is just an ordinary college student. Fan Wei likes this kind of plain and low-key life. He doesn't like living in the spotlight all day long and is not like being sought after by the world. Perhaps his personality is just like quietness and unrestrainedness.

A person's personality is difficult to change, and Fan Wei is no exception.

"It's so hot... I can't stand it! I'm going to buy ice cream!" Guo Zijing suddenly turned over from the bed and shouted, awakening Fan Wei from his thoughts. He stuck out his tongue and stretched out his hands, and said to everyone in the dormitory with smiles, "Everyone, I'm an errand runner, how about I help you buy ice cream?"

Wang Dong, who was lying on the bed playing with computers, turned around, nodded and smiled, "Okay, I want to eat the cone."

"Okay, you'll have ten cones."

"Ten yuan? It's obviously six yuan for me to buy it, so you can grab the money!"

"Well, you always need some errands fees..."

"Ah, so that's how it's running errands. I thought it was free."

"Ahhaha...that, living expenses are a bit tight recently..."

When Fan Wei heard this, he couldn't help but say strangely, "I said Guo Zijing, aren't you? One week after school started, you either had a free meal here or a free meal at Xue Qiang. You actually said that your living expenses are a bit tight?"

Guo Zijing blushed and said, "I, I want to save some money to contribute to my future career in picking up girls."

Hearing Guo Zijing's words, all the roommates in the dormitory raised contemptuous middle fingers at him except Ling Gao.

"Hey, don't you do this. Don't you want me, a good brother, to get your own happiness?" Guo Zijing curled his lips and said dissatisfied, "I understand. You must not be able to see my mood of holding a beautiful woman, it's understandable and understandable."

Everyone rolled their eyes, lazy as if they were this guy.

At this time, Ling Gao, who was playing with a tablet next to him, suddenly said, "I said Guo Zijing, are your parents useless? Why do you find such a high-sounding excuse? Just because of the little money you have on you, you still want to hold a beautiful woman? Humph, dream about you! You are a pauper, you will suffer if you want to live with face!"

Hearing Ling Gao's words, Guo Zijing's face instantly changed to red and white, and the anger in his eyes increased significantly. He held both hands tightly and gritted his teeth at Ling Gao, "Submit Ling, you can insult me, but not my parents!"

"Who am I insulting? I'm just telling the truth. Guo Zijing, you are so fake. Do you think I can't see that your surface is all pretending to be smooth? In fact, you feel inferior than anyone else, and it's useless! Humph, don't pretend here. A pauper is a pauper. Do you need to hide it like this?" Ling Gao put down the tablet in his hand, pointed his eyes at Guo Zijing, and sneered, "In theory, I'm lazy to speak like you, but I really can't stand your pretentious appearance. A poor man with no money, keep a low profile and don't jump around in front of others all day long. What? Do you learn to pretend to be a city person? You have the qualifications? Still want to pick up girls? Idiot..."

As soon as Ling Gao said something, the other roommates frowned and felt a little unhappy. Guo Zijing was extremely angry and roared and rushed towards Ling Gao!

"I'll fight with you!" He clenched his fists and angrily hit Ling Gao's body, but Ling Gao easily dodged away. He grabbed his arm and twisted his whole body violently. Guo Zijing was pressed on the bed and could not move.

"Want to hit me? Tsk tsk... You are not qualified enough, a country bumpkin!" Ling Gao suppressed Guo Zijing, who was struggling and trying to get up with disdain, and sneered, "Being a poor person requires the awareness of being a poor person. What kind of hero do you think you are a hero? That's just a bragging bear!"
Chapter completed!