Chapter 470: The Impact of 1.8 Billion

The news of the group buying app’s financing of 1.8 billion yuan spread across the school in just one afternoon, thanks to the university’s official website. Everyone was discussing it, even the teachers.

Honestly, the news really shocked everyone.

Although everyone knew Jiang Qin was rich, he never boasted about how much money he had, leaving students with little idea about the actual amount.

Some guessed it might be a few million, others thought definitely more than ten million, but the ‘billion’ mark really took everyone’s breath away.

“Dammit, wouldn’t even dream of it. How did he make it?”

“Which college student has 1.8 billion without even graduating? Not even those who graduated unless they’re heirs to a vast family fortune.”

This could be a sum not even a collective of several families including distant relatives and neighbors could gather.

“1.8 billion…”

“Forget billions, if I had 180 million, I’d be dominating others all day long.”

“180 million? Lol, you wouldn’t sell for that much.”

“Perhaps individually sold, but not combined; definitely not worth that much.”

The news quickly made it to the Zhihu forums where countless people discussed what 1.8 billion really meant.

Meanwhile, some users began calling out “Dad” in the comments. Dong Wenhao even screenshot this and sent it to the boss’s work email, creating goosebumps on Jiang Qin.

So many ‘godsons’ – if I took them home, wouldn’t my uncle declare bankruptcy?

Zhang Guang recently met a new junior girl, organizing a dorm meet-up and including regular claimer of having a girlfriend, Zhuang Chen.

Dressed to the nines, they went to a preset online water bar intending to showcase their infinite charm.

However, as soon as they mentioned they were senior finance students, the initially disinterested girls perked up, shifting the conversation to Jiang Qin.

“You guys are with the legendary Jiang Qin, right? What’s he like?”

“No good, very arrogant.”

“Wow, like the domineering CEO from my romance novels? Any chance we could meet him?”

“???”

“I meant he is high and mighty.”

“Only a poor guy can be called arrogant. Someone like student Jiang is more high and mighty.”

The girl talking was a freshman from the biology department, her eyes shimmering with excitement.

Mentioning ‘high and mighty,’ a nearby glasses-wearing girl blushed and muttered, “Who’s on top, really? It’s embarrassing.”

The single guys were confused, not quite grasping the situation given they just returned to school.

Zhuang Chen frowned, “What domineering CEO? That’s just his outside image. Really, whether he earns or loses, only he knows. Here’s a secret: he has an Audi but rarely drives it, mostly rides an electric bike. You think he’s too stingy to use gas?”

“?”

The girl paused at his teasing smile, then without a word, logged into the official website on her phone and showed everyone.

Zhuang Chen stared at the screen for a long time, his expression slowly turning serious, then he fell silent until the end of their meet-up.

The girl across occasionally glanced at him, her look disdainful. He pretended not to notice, making it look like he was busy replying to a text but was actually poking randomly at a service reminder.

“I feel like I’m here to woo girls for Jiang Qin. Old Luo, is my hair green?”

“No worries, it’s not that obvious. You’ll get used to it; it’s a healthy color.”

“Damn, rich people even make their farts smell nice!”

Zhang Guang stopped at the cafeteria entrance, “That water bar was too pricey. Didn’t dare to order much. Now my stomach’s growling. Let’s grab some food.”

Zhuang Chen took out his phone, “I’ll call Chun Chun. She just returned to school and hasn’t eaten yet.”

“You’re calling her? Jiang Qin is her idol. She’ll probably talk about him the whole meal. Haven’t you had enough?”

“Chun Chun isn’t that materialistic. She doesn’t worship him just for his money. That’s why I like her. She admires him because once he pretentiously helped an old lady outside our school.”

Zhang Guang and Bai Qiang exchanged glances, thinking this is serious – still arguing it’s blue when he’s gleaming with envy!

While speaking, Zhuang Chen sent a message to Jian Chun, then waited with his roommate for about ten minutes before getting a reply.

“I won’t eat. Go ahead.”

“Don’t skip dinner worrying about your figure. Your stomach will hurt, and someone cares.”

Zhuang Chen shifted his approach, sugary sweet suggesting someone cares – clearly referring to himself.

Zhang Guang leaned in, “Up for it?”

“Yeah, we’re just discussing what to eat.”

Zhuang Chen, holding his phone, dodged Zhang Guang’s gaze and continued to type, “What do you want to eat? I’ll order for you. It’s peak hour, so I can save you from lining up.”

This move was also rhetoric, a lesson from his winter break. Once food is mentioned, it’s hard for the other person to decline.

Three minutes later, Jian Chun finally replied in the chat.

“My idol financed 1.8 billion. Our dorm is buzzing about it. I can’t leave. Go ahead.”

“……”

Zhuang Chen expressionlessly pocketed his phone and pulled out his meal card, “How about… we just eat?”

Zhang Guang looked at him, “Weren’t you waiting for Jian Chun?”

“She still needs to put on make-up to see me. Women, really. If it was just me, I’d forget it, but the guys are hungry. Let’s not wait.”

Zhang Guang paused, eyes widening slightly, thinking Zhuang had indeed grown more mature over the last year.

Zhuang swallowed his bitterness with a forced smile, taking his meal card toward the serving window when he suddenly stopped dead.

The cafeteria TV was airing a full retrospective on the group buying app from founding to the 1.8-billion-yuan financing, repeatedly showcasing Jiang Qin’s notable appearances, capturing everyone’s attention.

Zhang Guang, returning with his food, cursed under his breath, “Damn show-off.”

“Being from the finance department means every time I meet a nice girl, the conversation shifts to Jiang Qin, and then they lose interest in me but are all over him. It’s frustrating.”

Carrying his tray, he noticed Zhuang Chen standing nearby, his shoulders shaking,

and walked over curiously.

“Old Zhuang, why are you crying?”

“It’s nothing; just the green pepper eggs are too spicy.”

“You haven’t ordered yet…”

“Just thinking about it makes it unbearable.”

Meanwhile, Jiang Qin had already taken his dorm mates to a local diner called Tian Wei, where many were discussing the same 1.8 billion. The vibe was abuzz, and Cao Guangyu was elated, demanding Jiang treat everyone.

Jiang Qin felt it was unfair since it was Dean Zhang who should have paid.

So what’s good about showing off wealth? Nothing!

“Order whatever, eat as much as you like. Don’t waste food out of envy.”

“I’m not envious at all!”

Cao Guangyu, eyes red, charged to the front desk, “This page, that page, and these three…”

The chubby owner of Tian Wei responded with a glance, “We cook food, not menus.”

Cao Guangyu smirked, “Do you know my brother has 1.8 billion? Hurry up and cook, or he’ll buy your place out!”

“?”

With the term just starting, the diner was bustling. Those who knew Jiang Qin came over to greet.

Some with girlfriends received a nod and a compliment from Jiang, “Hey, old pal, she’s nice.” If it was guys with guys, “Hey, bro, long time no see”; if girls with girls, “You look even prettier than last time.”

Not everyone, but certainly about 95% left puffing out their chests.

College students, though lacking funds, deeply value face. Jiang’s demeanor made it seem like the 1.8 billion was as much theirs as his in front of their peers.

“Jiang, if you were to play around, all the school’s ladies would probably end up pregnant.”

Ren Ziqiang sighed as the others left.

Jiang turned to him, “Didn’t you use to say the whole class?”

“But now you have 1.8 billion.”

Soon after, Cao burst from the place, his exhilarated, almost deranged expression letting Jiang know that he definitely hadn’t skimped on the order.

By six in the evening, it had already darkened. Cao and Ren ate voraciously only stopping when they couldn’t fit anymore.

Both had partners, so they weren’t concerned about their weight, unlike Chao, who always aimed to ‘live to eat’ yet restrained himself to veggies, beef, and peanuts, refusing carbs.

“Done eating, let’s hit the internet café!”

Chao shook his head, “Not tonight. Staying up is bad for the skin. I’m meeting with the club to play basketball later.”

As Chao left, Cao’s eyebrows shot up: “With that head, he dares to play basketball? Even I don’t!”

“You’re about the same size, big brother without a little brother.”

“Nonsense, I’m three centimeters taller than Chao. Really, ask Old Ren if you don’t believe it.”

Jiang glanced under the table, “Let it go, your shoes are at least four centimeters taller than his.”

Cao: “……”

Watching Chao leave, Jiang thought to himself about Chao’s love of sports, fear of staying up, and worry over his complexion. If Chao ends up not finding a girlfriend, he’d rather find a boyfriend…