Chapter 1 Nan Gongtian

As a student in the university preparatory class, Nan Gongtian officially passed the HKU assessment.

She'll be entering university in the second half of the year, and with her admission ticket firmly in hand, she's already allowed to start her summer vacation early, according to the regulations of Eastern Phoenix Rose High School.

However.

Nan Gongtian insists on coming to school every day, just to hang out.

At lunchtime, she always appears in front of Su Yehao on time, making Baoya Jun and the others envious.

Such an obedient little cutie.

Pretty and well-behaved, where else can you find one?

When Nan Gongtian came to the classroom door again, Su Yehao told her, "Will you attend the graduation ball in June? As my partner?"

Nan Gongtian happily said:

"Of course, I'll attend. You're finally willing to invite me. I thought you'd find a reason to ditch me. Should we go customize a suit after school today?"

"No need, right? There's a ready-made formal suit in the closet, barely worn."

"How can that do? I'll help you contact a tailor. It must match my dress, so we can strive to be the king and queen of the ball."

Each graduation ball selects the best-matched boy and girl, a traditional event at this high school that has been going on for many years.

Su Yehao is worried about this, as he really can't dance.

Afraid of being exposed, he doesn't dare mention it to Nan Gongtian. If it turns out he used to know how to dance, it'll only complicate things.

Behind the two of them.

He Shaofan and the others rolled their eyes, feeling so jealous that they were about to explode.

This morning, Su Yehao asked the school's handyman to change the lock on his desk drawer, which contained six ball invitations and four love letters.

Besides that.

There was also an anonymous letter.

Similar to the one sent to the Su family mansion last time, with "Come in~" written on it.

The difference was that the text on the back of the postcard had been changed to "Four-School Joint Exam Answers," along with a website.

Su Yehao was a little uneasy, so he memorized the website and prepared to log in and try it out, hoping to find out who was playing tricks on him.

The person knew both his home address and his seat number. According to Su Yehao's guess, it was most likely a classmate.

It just so happened that there was a computer class in the afternoon.

With sufficient awareness of fraud and Trojans, he wasn't afraid of getting a virus by using the school's computer.

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After lunch.

Standing by the classroom window, he watched Nan Gongtian drive her white Ferrari away from campus.

Su Yehao felt sweet inside.

Thinking, maybe he should just let it go.

Having a girl who's willing to sit in the classroom for half a day, traveling a long distance just to have a quick lunch, is a wonderful thing.

He does like them, but he likes them all.

It's troubling.

His desk mate, Huang Zewen, suddenly spoke.

He said to Su Yehao, "You own two penthouses in Harbour City's Feng Shui Residences, right? I got one too, so we'll probably continue to be neighbors. Feng Shui Residences went on sale to the public yesterday, and twenty-two units were sold. My parents are very happy."

"Hmm?"

After pondering for a moment.

Su Yehao realized that Huang Zewen was showing off.

Also... was he questioning his investment sense?

The fact that the Huang family secretly made a move, forcing his old man to sell his shares in the Harbour City real estate company, was no longer a secret. Huang Jinfei didn't get along with Su's old man and often spread rumors outside, kicking him while he was down and bragging about himself at the same time.

Connecting it to Huang Zewen's continuous treats lately.

Su Yehao had long guessed that this Young Master Huang had also participated, because in his eyes, it was a good thing, so he hadn't pursued it.

On the contrary.

He even found Huang Zewen, who liked to act mature at a young age but lacked vision and brains, somewhat amusing.

For such a selfless "benefactor" who took the initiative to take the blame, he was too busy giving a thumbs-up to praise him and didn't need to blame the Huang family's little tricks at all.

Ever since Su Yehao changed, the gap between the two families had widened rapidly.

The Huang family was only thinking about taking on projects in the mainland, building roads, bridges, official buildings, and the like, while Su's old man had already made plans to acquire land for development.

To say that Su Yehao was just an incompetent young master who only knew how to guard a small fishpond and play with fish would be a real injustice.

Whether it was transferring the shares of the Harbour City real estate company or developing in the mainland, it was extremely important to the Su family, involving funds calculated on a "billion" scale.

In addition, the money in Su Yehao's account had not decreased but had instead continued to increase.

How could this be called wasting money?

The work he did was far more impressive than that of so-called prodigies and rising stars in the business world.

By chance, coupled with some small tricks to brainwash his old man, the opportunity for the Su family to further develop had arrived, and Su Yehao had brought it back on the right track.

After receiving a call from Wong Tai Sin at noon, Su's old man was quite fond of the piece of land by Tanglang Mountain.

It was said that after returning to the hotel, he stood next to the planning map with a group of people, studying it for a long time.

He still had to wait a little longer.

No need to rush.

Being an unknown behind-the-scenes advisor seemed like a way to earn money while lying down.

Twisting open the lid of his cup and taking a sip of tea, he smiled calmly.

Su Yehao replied, "The penthouse is pretty good, but I might not live there in the future. My grandpa gave me a villa on Big Wave Bay Road. I want to raise a dog in the yard, and a few thousand feet of lawn would be more convenient, so I don't have to take it out for walks."

Huang Zewen's eyes twitched after hearing this.

Originally, he thought that since they were about to graduate, they might as well bury the hatchet and help each other out in the future.

Even if they didn't become friends, it was best not to be enemies.

But now, looking at it again, they were very incompatible and truly annoying.

Short talk was no good.

Huang Zewen snorted and smiled, not saying much more, and left directly with his book bag.

His matter of studying abroad in Australia had been preliminarily settled, so it didn't matter whether he attended class or not.

Australian universities had low thresholds and were easy to enter. His family had spent hundreds of thousands of Australian dollars to smooth things over, directly obtaining an admission notice without taking the exam. The university was located in Melbourne.

At the end of last year, Huang Jinfei invested more than seventy million Australian dollars in Melbourne to build a suburban community project, planning to develop a total of more than one hundred villas.

Huang Zewen's mother told him to go over there and keep an eye on things, and then find a way to seize ownership of the real estate project from his half-brothers in the future. It wasn't just for studying.

From this, it could be seen that.

If Su Yehao wanted to get a degree, it wouldn't be too troublesome either, but he just didn't want to go too far and didn't want to waste money.

According to Tang's mother's idea, it would be best to send Su Yehao to study at Cambridge or Oxford in the UK.

It wasn't impossible to make these prestigious schools lose face, but it would cost more money.

Instead of wasting it, Su Yehao felt it was better to keep it himself and continue to invest in Yahoo stock. What was the point of a diploma compared to earning US dollars?

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In computer class.

First, check the stock price data for today. Berkshire Hathaway, which was bought in early April, has risen 7.22% in more than a month.

Then look at Yahoo.

The stock price has fallen slightly, returning to $34, which makes Su Yehao feel very distressed. Compared with the day before yesterday, he has lost nearly one million Hong Kong dollars in profit.

Like all novices, he regretted not reducing his position in time to avoid the pit.

He flipped through news related to Yahoo and completed the "entrepreneurial task" again.

After reading the stock price trend, he entered the website on the anonymous postcard in the Yahoo browser and found that it was a forum post.

Replies were disabled below, with only an email address and the note "Answer."

This successfully aroused Su Yehao's curiosity.

The teacher was on the stage, using slides to guide simple programming.

Su Yehao, below, quickly registered a Yahoo email, sent an email to the other party, wrote "Who are you? What do you want from me? How do you know my home address?", and clicked send.

He waited and waited, but no one replied to the email.

He went to the forum to take a look, and it was a network technology exchange forum.

He Shaofan happened to be sitting next to Su Yehao. Seeing the familiar website, he smiled and said, "Brother Hao, did you receive an anonymous letter?"

Su Yehao asked in surprise, "You too?"

He Shaofan said depressedly, "Yeah, I thought it was an interesting website. I locked the door at home, but when I clicked on it, I found out I was tricked. Who's so bored? May the scammers die a horrible death."

Why lock the door...

Su Yehao didn't dare to think about it.

He was even more certain that this was a prank from a classmate. He was too lazy to care and continued to read the news.

It wasn't until class was about to end that a new email notification popped up, which read: "I want to do business with you, download my program (patent registered! Don't try to steal it!), come in and you'll know."

Anyway, it was the school's computer, and his old man donated the money.

Su Yehao followed the prompts, clicked on the website in the email, and entered the browser to download it, but the speed was extremely slow.

It wasn't installed until class was over.

Su Yehao gave up for now and hurried to the toilet...

At the same time.

In a senior dormitory at Casino City University.

A young man looked anxious, shaking his legs, waiting and waiting.

He was thin, like he was malnourished, and wore thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, staring intently at the computer screen, never waiting for a new user to appear.

Behind him, there was also a round-faced, chubby roommate.

The chubby guy drank Coke, ate a burger, and ridiculed, "Aqiang, how is it? I told you your plan wouldn't work. I think you're crazy, actually trying to find money from high school students?"

"Don't think high school students don't have money. My brother told me that they have hundreds of thousands of pocket money every month! Taking out a little bit is enough. The school parking lot is full of supercars."

After the glasses guy finished speaking, he frowned and turned to ask:

"Adai, do you have any money left? The internet fee is almost due. As long as those rich kids like our product, and then take the opportunity to ask their parents for investment, the idea is definitely right. Don't they have internet at home? Aren't they interested in third-rate websites?"

The chubby guy shook his head, indicating that he had no money.

He said in his mouth, "Looking at the number of clicks on the forum post, it's increased by several, which means someone came in, but then left again. Why don't you put up a few pictures of beautiful women? Who would fall for just writing an email address? If you have the ability, then really make a third-rate website, it'll definitely be a hit."

Although they developed the program together.

But the chubby guy, nicknamed Adai, was simply helping out of personal interest and didn't care whether it was for commercial use.

For nearly two months.

They have been trying to promote this program, which took them half a semester to develop, within the scope of Casino City University.

But the feedback was not good. The current number of users is only twenty-odd, half of whom last logged in two weeks ago.

The data was so terrible that the chubby guy was disheartened and completely gave up.

The glasses guy still had a glimmer of hope, trying to find money in every possible way, unwilling to waste his efforts.

At this moment.

The glasses guy Aqiang raised his middle finger and said helplessly to the chubby guy:

"If I had the money to build a server, I would definitely make that kind of website, but I'm poor..."