Guo Bojun

June 29th, Yunhai City.

Inside a residential building next to the Huangpu River, Guo Bojun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building. He was looking over the river with a clear view.

The view was nothing short of excellent. He could have a panoramic view of the river. It was especially attractive at night, there would be boats and people along the river.

The pleasure of overlooking such a night view was a feeling of satisfaction that many people could only dream about.

Yet, Guo Bojun didn't have the mood to appreciate this view.

Guo Bojun didn't want to go to the Imperial Capital anymore. He kept feeling that the special training camp was more than just training for their Physical Fitness and Willpower.

"Jiang Lulu?"

"Is your mother going to send you off when we go to the Imperial Capital this time?" Guo Bojun asked in a message.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Lulu could be categorized as a mentally challenged person. She dropped out of junior high school and stopped studying altogether.

Her family hired private tutors to teach her since then.

It was a pity that there wasn't much result.

She only scored 200 plus marks for the college entrance examination.

This also caused Jiang Lulu's mother to accompany her every time she went out. Either that or her personal bodyguard would follow her. Not only Guo Bojun knew about it, but the entire circle of people like them knew about this. Therefore, they usually accommodated her.

Dong Dong~

Jiang Lulu returned the message.

When Guo Bojun looked at it, his heart went cold. "Jiang Lulu's mother won't be sending her off this time?"

"That's right! My mother said that I must train my ability to be independent!" Jiang Lulu was very happy. She felt as though she had finally grown up.

Guo Bojun's face turned dark. He silently cursed.

'Even taking medicines are useless for you!'

'Aren't you aware of what kind of brain do you have?!'

Ignoring Jiang Lulu's messages…

He turned his head and looked at his father. He—who built an empire from scratch—was slowly eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk at the side.

While doing all of these, he was also browsing the news on his tablet.

"Dad."

Guo Bojun called out in a low voice. "I want to take care of the company affairs with Big Brother. Even being an assistant will be fine for me."

The middle-aged man took a sip of soy milk and shook his head in silence.

Guo Bojun smiled miserably and said. "You won't allow me to manage our subsidiary companies. You also won't allow me to help Big Brother. Then, why did you ask me to return to Hua Country? I was living very well abroad."

The middle-aged man with white hair on the temples looked sideways at Guo Bojun.

"The things you ate. The things you drank. The things you've worn. All the things you have used and consumed to live a relaxing life abroad were given to you by your family. You have played enough…"

"It's time to come back here and do some proper stuff."

"You can't keep playing forever. I won't allow it."

Hearing this, Guo Bojun's face paled.

"Proper stuff? Shouldn't proper stuff be taking over the family business?"

"Come here and sit."

The middle-aged man looked away from the government affairs news.

He waved to his third son, Guo Bojun, beckoning him to sit down next to him so they could talk.

Guo Bojun sat next to him obediently.

"Who am I?"

The middle-aged man asked directly.

Guo Bojun hesitated for a moment and obediently replied. "You are my Dad. Also…"

"Then, what's the problem? Fortunately, you still know that I'm your dad."

The middle-aged man glared at him.

Then, he gave Guo Bojun two cups of special soy milk as he continued to read the news with his tablet.

"Uh…"

Guo Bojun took a mouth of sweet soy milk.

"That's right."

With a flash of his inspiration, he understood.

Even if his father didn't like him or even if he was disappointed in him, he wouldn't harm his own son in the end.

He finished the two cups of soy milk given unto him by his father.

Afterwards, Guo Bojun dressed up and went out.

Before leaving for the Imperial Capital, he had to go comfort his girlfriends.

After all, he knew that he wouldn't be returning until the end of the year.

Of course, Guo Bojun wished that he could return to Yunhai in advance.

If that was the case, then he could start to take over the family business in advance.

…

Yunhai University of Finance and Economics, male dormitory building.

"Yo!"

"Almsgiver Tang has returned from retrieving the scriptures!"

Wu Jie—who was doing push-ups in a small space in the bedroom quarters—instantly leaped off the floor. He walked to the door, opened it, and immediately tried to hug Tang Hong.

But Tang Hong avoided him with a look of disgust.

Wu Jie instantly felt sad. "My heart hurts so much."

Tang Hong curled his lips and smiled. "You clearly want to use me as a towel!"

Wu Jie was wearing a vest. Not only was he sweaty, but his hands were also very dirty.

"Hehehe."

Wu Jie shrugged. "Today's Saturday, shall we go out for some barbecue?"

"That buffet barbecue restaurant?" Tang Hong held his chin and shook his head. "There's no Coke and Sprite in that restaurant. Let's change to another buffet restaurant today, my treat."

Wu Jie's eyes lit up. "Really?!"

Without waiting for Tang Hong to say anything more, Wu Jie pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom like the wind. He pulled up Zeng Li—who was still lying in bed—and Han Zhibin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed while playing his game.

"What are you doing?" Han Zhibin was unhappy.

"Don't disrupt my sleep…" Zeng Li continued to cover himself with his quilt.

Wu Jie hurriedly said, "Let's go for a good meal. It's Tang Hong's treat."

There was a moment of silence.

Swoosh!

The quilt was violently pulled away.

While adjusting his fluffy hairstyle, Zeng Li blandly said, "It won't do if there's no meat."

"Actually, it's okay without meat."

Han Zhibin continued shyly. "Um, brothers, can you wait for me to finish this game?"

"How long?"

Wu Jie didn't lift his head.

Han Zhibin clicked his mouse madly. "Ten minutes. Ten minutes is definitely enough."

"Okay, I shall use the time to wash my face." Zeng Li kicked the quilt to the corner of the bed.

He kicked it into a ball, took his toothbrush cup, and slowly stood up to wash up.

Seeing Tang Hong, Zeng Li laughed.

"Aiyaaa."

"Having one less person to share the electricity bill. We can't even afford to turn on the air conditioner now."

Zeng Li wanted to ask Tang Hong where exactly he was staying these days.

If Tang Hong was renting a single-room apartment, then it was much better for him to stay with them in the dormitory room.

Tang Hong blinked and said. "I'm turning on the central air conditioner every day with the fans keeping a cold breeze circulating. It's so cold that I have to cover myself with the quilt."

"Tsk. Tsk. You rich man!"

Zeng Li only thought that Tang Hong was joking.

After brushing his teeth, he took out a few shirts from the cabinet and chose a lotus-colored shirt after some consideration.

On the scorching summer day at the end of June, the weather was just too hot.

A dark shirt would definitely get soaked as it would absorb more heat from the sun.

"Oh right!"

Zeng Li buttoned his shirt as he asked, "What are we eating later?"

"Seafood Steak Buffet. It's in a nearby hotel. Their ratings are not bad."

Tang Hong looked at the public review food list.

He felt that the score in this list was more accurate than that in Meituan.

Zeng Li was startled.

He had been to that place. The prices there weren't cheap.

It would cost an average of a few hundred Hua dollars per person.

"Actually, there is no need for you to treat us…" Zeng Li tugged at the corner of his shirt.

"I've already bought it, lunch coupons."

Tang Hong shook his phone with a smile on his face.

Zeng Li was stunned by Tang Hong's prominent arm muscles.

After having their meal, Zeng Li and Wu Jie watched as Tang Hong walked into the subway station entrance.

Then, they took a taxi back to school with Han Zhibin.

"Could it be that…"

Zeng Li rubbed his fingers as he replied, "Tang Hong won the lottery?"

Zeng Li's family was quite well-off.

He wasn't concerned about this small expense.

But having lived together for three years, he believed that he knew Tang Hong quite well.

Tang Hong's living expenses were 2,000 per month.

Previously, he had a girlfriend, Jiao Xiaoyu. It could be said that Tang Hong spent most of his living expenses every month on her, so it was impossible for him to have saved up any money.

These two months were better than before but Tang Hong shouldn't be able to bear the cost of treating them like this.

"I looked at the bill just now, the four of us spent almost 2,000."

"What internship did he get to cause him to celebrate with us like this?"

Zeng Li wondered. He proposed to split the bill accordingly, but Tang Hong rejected it.

It wouldn't be good if he continued to talk about splitting the bill since Tang Hong already rejected it.

If not, it would seem like he—Zeng Li—had lots of money and was insisting on treating them instead of Tang Hong.

"Could it be that he's the godly man with an internship salary of 30,000 Hua dollars?" Zeng Li scratched his head.

The class counselor had already said that it was just a rumor.

A mere hearsay

But even the hearsay was strange. No one knew who spread it.

"I'm wondering about that too."

Wu Jie glanced at Han Zhibin who was sitting in the front passenger seat of the taxi.

Han Zhibin was busy chatting with a lady on WeChat.

Various emoticons filled his field of vision.

In the past, it was Han Zhibin who was the closest with Tang Hong.

Nowadays, it was different.

Instead, Wu Jie and Zeng Li's relationship with Tang Hong was better than Han Zhibin's relationship with the latter.

"Oh right."

Wu Jie moved close to Zeng Li and whispered. "Every time I think back about that car key, it makes me feel like they don't seem to be fake…"

Wu Jie suddenly remembered the fake keys that looked genuine and he couldn't help but tell Zeng Li about it.

"That key?"

"Not fake?"

Zeng Li opened his mouth partly in understanding and partly in astonishment. "It's impossible, right?"

"Let's just wait and ask him about it next semester."

Wu Jie looked out of the window.

The scene of the bustling streets receded as the afternoon sun was shone on this blossoming modern metropolis.

…

Countdown to the special training camp: One Day.