Becoming a Billionaire From Awakening a System
Chapter 18: The School Beauty Makes the First Move, The World of the Rich

Chapter 18: Chapter 18: The School Beauty Makes the First Move, The World of the Rich

After dinner,

Lin Feng and the others went back to class.

A week quickly passed by in a blur of classes.

Back in high school, all the teachers said, "Once you get to university, you’ll be free."

But after his experience these past few days,

Lin Feng realized his high school teachers were goddamn liars!

University life wasn’t any easier than high school. In fact, you could even say it was more exhausting.

They finally made it to the weekend.

The four of them in the dorm lay on their beds, entering hibernation mode.

Lin Feng, however, opened his system panel to check the mission that had been activated before.

After a week of accumulation,

the balance in Lin Feng’s bank account had already reached over three hundred thousand yuan.

For a university student, this was a huge sum of money.

After all, an entry-level car from BMW, Benz, or Audi cost about that much.

However, Lin Feng had no plans to buy a car just yet.

He planned to save this money and find an excuse to give it to his parents when he went home for the National Day holiday.

Lin Feng and his class had started school on August 20th.

Including the military training period, a total of twenty days had passed since then.

There were still twenty days until National Day.

At his current rate from the Money Blessing, his savings would likely break one million by the time he went home.

’Thinking of this, Lin Feng started to worry a little.’

’If I suddenly pull out so much money, will Mom and Dad be able to handle the shock?’

So, Lin Feng mulled it over. ’Should I give it to them in installments?’

’But it’s only early September. There’s still some time before National Day, so there’s no point in thinking so much about it!’

Lin Feng jumped down from his bed, looked at Yang Qiniang opposite him, and said, "Brother Nian, do you know any good restaurants in Yang City?"

"The kind where the per-person cost is high!"

"Ideally, a place where the four of us can spend fifty thousand on a single meal."

Hearing this, Yang Qiniang looked at Lin Feng as if he were an idiot and said, "Old Lin, how do you still have money?"

He had personally watched Lin Feng spend a hundred and sixty thousand on a Patek Philippe watch.

And then tens of thousands more on clothes and skincare products.

And now...

’He still has money?’

’And he wants to spend 50,000 to treat us all to a meal?’

Suddenly, as if he’d thought of something, Yang Qiniang shot up and stared at Lin Feng.

"Old Lin, don’t tell me."

"You made a killing in the stock market again, didn’t you?"

Faced with Yang Qiniang’s questioning, Lin Feng just smiled without saying a word.

"Fuck!"

"I knew it!"

Yang Qiniang couldn’t help but curse under his breath, then said excitedly, "Fess up, how much did you make this time?"

"Not much..."

"But I still have enough to treat my sons to a meal!"

Lin Feng didn’t give Yang Qiniang a specific number, instead changing the subject. "So, do you know a restaurant like that in Yang City or not?"

"The most important thing is that the food has to be amazing!"

Yang Qiniang thought for a moment, then thumped his chest and said, "With a Yang City expert like me here, you’re worried you won’t find a place to spend your money?"

"I know a restaurant where the head chef’s ancestors were all Imperial Chefs for the court."

"The food he makes is absolutely out of this world!"

"The only time I got to eat there was when my dad took me to meet a distinguished guest!"

"The per-person cost there is not low, let me tell you!"

"So, Old Lin, you think you can handle it?"

Lin Feng smiled, nodded, and said calmly, "No problem. Get dressed, my sons. Dad’s taking you out for a feast!"

After spending more than half a month together, the guys in Dorm 404 had all grown close.

At first, they called each other "brothers."

But as time went on, it slowly evolved into a "father-son" dynamic.

So now, when Lin Feng called himself "Dad," the other three in the dorm didn’t get mad. In fact, they were more than happy to have a dad like him!

...

On the way to the restaurant,

Yang Qiniang suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Lin Feng,

"Old Lin, we should find two more people."

"Because that restaurant serves imperial cuisine, and it’s all fixed set menus."

"The smallest set menu is for six people."

"The four of us definitely won’t be able to finish it. We need to call two more people, or it’ll be a waste."

Sitting in the taxi,

Yang Qiniang explained a rule Lin Feng didn’t know about.

That was the very reason his dad had brought him along back then—to make up the numbers.

Hearing this, Lin Feng thought for a moment and said,

"How about we invite your sister?"

Yang Qiniang nodded, then added, "But we’ll still be one person short. How about I have my sister ask Su Ruoxi to come out too?"

"That makes a perfect six!"

Seeing Lin Feng’s silence, Yang Qiniang clicked his tongue and said, "I know you two had a bit of a falling out last time, but it’s been a while. She’s probably calmed down by now, right?"

"Besides, after what Qingqing told me that day, I actually feel kinda sorry for Su Ruoxi..."

"Stop!"

Lin Feng stopped Yang Qiniang from continuing. "Why are you telling me all this? Do you think I’m that petty?"

"Go ahead and invite her. We’re one person short anyway."

Lin Feng didn’t really have any issue with Su Ruoxi.

’It’s just that my words last time hurt her so much.’

’I wonder if it’ll be a little awkward when we meet again.’

"Alright, since you’ve said so, Old Lin, let’s go pick her up now!"

"Driver, turn around up ahead and go to Taikoo Hui!"

Seeing that Lin Feng had agreed, Yang Qiniang immediately sent his sister a WeChat message, telling her that Old Lin was treating them to dinner and that they should wait at the mall entrance.

He added that they were taking a taxi to meet them.

...

「Twenty minutes later.」

The four of them arrived at the entrance of Taikoo Hui Mall.

As soon as they got out of the car, they could see Yang Qingqing and Su Ruoxi standing by the roadside from a distance.

The two of them were holding two cups of milk tea.

After paying the fare, Yang Qiniang waved and called out to Yang Qingqing.

Seeing Lin Feng and the others get out of the car,

Yang Qingqing whispered something to Su Ruoxi, then led her over.

"Bro, this milk tea is for you."

Yang Qingqing handed a cup of milk tea to Yang Qiniang and said with a pout, "Don’t you go saying your little sister is stingy anymore. Even though Ruoxi paid for these milk teas, at least I still remembered to get you one, right?"

Hearing his sister’s words,

Yang Qiniang frowned but took the milk tea without saying anything else.

’As long as I have something to drink, who cares who bought it.’

"This one’s for you."

Just then, Su Ruoxi also walked up and handed the milk tea she was holding to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback by this.

’I can’t believe the campus belle would actually take the initiative to show me some goodwill.’

This changed Lin Feng’s previous impression of her.

"Thanks."

Lin Feng wasn’t coy about it.

He took the milk tea from Su Ruoxi’s hand.

Seeing this, Cao Ming and Jiang Chao looked awkward.

’It must be nice to be cherished and loved by someone!’

’Not like the two of us, all alone in the world!’

"Alright, let’s get going!"

"Old Lin is treating us to imperial cuisine today."

"The six of us can’t fit in one car. Qingqing, you should call another one."

Just then, Yang Qiniang stepped in, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"No need. I had Uncle Wang drive me here to go shopping today."

"The car is parked right over there."

As soon as Yang Qiniang finished speaking, Yang Qingqing pointed to a seven-seater Rolls-Royce parked by the side of the road.

"Qingqing, you brought the family car out."

"What about your dad?"

Lin Feng asked curiously.

"It’s fine. We still have a Maybach at home, and if that’s not available, he can always take the BMW 7 Series."

"He doesn’t have to go to work anyway."

Yang Qingqing said nonchalantly.

’Alright then.’

’I guess I spoke out of turn.’

’The world of the rich truly is beyond my imagination.’