Shenzhen University, male dormitory building.

Dormitory 2, Building 402.

It was Wednesday afternoon. Mu Xingwen and his classmates were lucky as they did not have classes that afternoon and Friday afternoon.

Usually at this time, he would go to the indoor venue on campus to meet up with a few friends from the basketball club.

But today is an exception.

After lunch, he became more excited.

"Damn it, hurry up and pack up, let's go to the auditorium in advance to grab a seat, otherwise there will be no seats if we go too late."

"Hey, Old Mu, why are you so anxious? It's only half past twelve, and the Q&A conference won't start until three o'clock."

Mu Xingwen was walking back and forth in the dormitory. Zhang Jun was lying on the bed playing with his phone. He looked annoyed and complained quickly, "Besides, this press conference has invitations. Didn't we get three from the literature club before? Are you still worried about not having a seat? What are you worried about?"

"Don't invitations still require seats? I mean we should go ahead and get a front row seat."

Mu Xingwen touched his head. After hearing what Zhang Jun said, he felt that he seemed a bit too rustic.

Zhang Jun said without even looking up, "If you want to go, go first. Let Lao Guan and I take one."

Upon hearing this, Guan Songlong said, "Old Mu, forget about taking the front row. I guess, given today's situation, even if you take the front row, you will be driven to the back row."

"Why?" Mu Xingwen looked puzzled.

"Because I heard that many media and reporters were invited today. They will definitely be in the front row to ask questions. How can they let insignificant people like us sit in the front row?"

"Oh, that makes sense, I see. There's no rush, let's go later."

Mu Xingwen nodded, with an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "By the way, I see that when some entrepreneurs hold press conferences, some people will ask some weird and tricky questions to find fault. What do you think, Brother Xiao can't assign us a task and let us act as a shill or something to cooperate with him in asking questions, how good is that?"

"I don't know about that. I guess he has already arranged it?"

Guan Songlong pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. This question touched upon his blind spot in knowledge. He could no longer pretend to know everything and could only vaguely say, "He has probably arranged everything. Don't worry."

"Who dares to cause trouble in our Shenda territory? Don't you want to live?"

Zhang Jun also put on a show at the right time.

"Yes, if anyone dares to cause trouble, you, Master Zhang, will go and take care of them, okay?"

Although it is autumn now, the so-called "autumn heat" is still very hot. The door of their dormitory 402 is not closed, so a breeze blows between the balcony and the dormitory corridor.

Yang Xiao walked in with a smile at this time, and everyone was immediately happy. Zhang Jun and Guan Songlong, who were lying on the bed, hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Oh my god! Brother Xiao! Why are you here?"

"Brother Xiao! I miss you so much!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's hot, don't touch me, don't hug me, it's not allowed for men to be intimate!"

Yang Xiao quickly pushed these enthusiastic people away.

Even the people in the dormitory opposite heard the noise and hurried over to say hello, calling him "Brother Xiao" one after another, and even teasing that he was a "rare guest."

However, this group of people's greetings were all full of goodwill.

There's nothing we can do, after all Yang Xiao is a celebrity.
The Internet is full of news about him. A few days ago, there was a piece of news about his "valuation of 10 billion yuan", which constantly refreshed everyone's upper limit of expectations. People have gradually become immune to it and are no longer surprised.

Including Yang Xiao, he only came for two days at the beginning of this semester.

He was not seen at other times.

He is a special person tacitly approved by the school officials and an idol among classmates. His importance is very high.

Mu Xingwen asked curiously, "Brother Xiao, why did you go back to the dormitory? Wasn't there a press conference this afternoon?"

"I just got back from Shanghai on a morning flight. It's a little early and there's nowhere good to go. Let's go to the dormitory and take a nap first."

"Come on, big man, your bed is too dusty. I'll make it for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jun hurried forward to show his courtesy.

Yang Xiao's bed was made, but he hadn't lived in it for more than a month. Mu Xingwen asked for his opinion and recently took down his sheets, washed them, and put them in the closet.

Zhang Jun had already taken out his bedding at this time, and Guan Songlong and Mu Xingwen also quickly stepped forward to help.

Yang Xiao rolled his eyes: "It takes three people to make one fucking bed sheet?"

Guan Songlong also made a joke: "It's all the love and care from us brothers!"

"Okay, I will treat you guys well tonight."

"The foster father is grand!"

"Brilliant!"

Everyone laughed. The more casually Yang Xiao spoke, the more relaxed they felt.

Only in this way, no matter whether Yang Xiao's net worth of hundreds of billions is exposed in the media, or he is a darling who can call the shots on the Internet, they always feel that this dormitory boss has not changed at all.

And, most importantly, the people in their dormitory are the most direct beneficiaries on the Shenzhen University campus.

Led by the pretentious Zhang Jun, whether online or offline, and within his circle.

"Yang Xiao, we're roommates and good friends!" He has said this countless times.

Whenever he said this, he would receive envious looks from others, which made him feel so happy!

The emotional value was maxed out at that minute!

Of course, they all understood that as long as they held on to Yang Xiao, they would have a bright future.

From now on, it will be difficult to be poor!
Nowadays, everyone is a college student and has this utilitarian mindset. This is normal and Yang Xiao understands it.

But precisely because we are still at the stage of college students, we still have feelings for each other.

Mu Xingwen asked as he put on the pillowcase:
"Brother Xiao, you just flew here from Shanghai today? Are you in such a hurry? What are you busy with?"

“Do takeout and group buying.”

"The [Food Benefit Group] thing? I saw it online. Everyone in our school is using it. It works great! I also asked my friends in my hometown and classmates who go to school in other places to recommend it to them."

"Brother Xiao, let me gossip with you guys. How much money do you have now?"

"How much? This question really stumped me. All I can say is, I don't know."

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The silence in the dormitory was deafening.

Mu Xingwen and the others looked at each other in silence, because they all knew that Yang Xiao was not just showing off.

It’s the truth!
This is really heartbreaking!

Zhang Jun was particularly unwilling to give up, and asked, "Brother Xiao, can you tell me, has it exceeded 10 billion?"

"If you add up all the assets, it's definitely more than that."

Yang Xiao nodded, and then saw them helping to make the bed. He immediately lay down on it, squinting his eyes and preparing to take a nap.

"I understand this aspect. Assets are assets, and cash flow is the most important thing in doing business."

Seeing this, Guan Songlong asked, "Brother Xiao, let me ask you one last question. How much cash flow do you actually have now? For example, the funds you can mobilize personally belong to you personally."

Yang Xiao found this a little funny. Seeing that Guan Songlong, the knowledgeable guy, started asking questions again and made many mistakes, he was too lazy to open his eyes and corrected him:

"Cash flow is cash flow, but my personal funds are another matter."

Guan Songlong smiled awkwardly when he heard this: "How much money do you have in your bank card now?"

"It is estimated to be two or three hundred million now." Yang Xiao thought for a while and said.

Although all the major companies under his control are short of money, he is also making money like crazy this year!

The movie "Lost in Thailand" alone grossed 1.3 billion yuan in box office during the summer vacation!

Directly became the box office champion in the history of Chinese-language films!

In addition, Wanhe Tianyi has frequently launched several youth campus films, with box office revenues of several hundred million.

Various shares and copyright fees.

He has earned more than 1 billion yuan this year from the film and television company!
Make big money!

In addition, there is the monthly game revenue from [Yinhan Technology], the advertising fees from artist contracts from [Shiguang Culture Media], etc. These are all cash cows.

If Yang Xiao had not been providing financial support to [Time Music Group] and continuously injecting capital into purchasing copyrights, he would have at least a billion yuan balance in his personal account.

At this moment, when the words "two or three hundred million" were heard in the dormitory, there was another silence.

Mu Xingwen smacked his lips and sighed, "Damn, this much money is out of reach. I dare not even think about it in this lifetime."

"How is it out of reach? What took Lao Guan two days to accomplish, he accomplished it in two days."

"Zhang Jun, stop bragging, you've only been doing it for a month!"

"You didn't shower? You were still quietly throwing away toilet paper at 2 o'clock the night before yesterday. Did you think I didn't know you were wearing headphones? You didn't know that the lenses of your glasses were reflecting light, did you?"

"Fuck your grandma!"

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That's all the talk among college students during puberty, all about women, sexual organs, taking a quickie, and playing games.

The topic changed at this point and they all started laughing and joking together.

"Stop making so much noise and let me get some sleep."

"Yes, godfather!"

"Remember to say you got it next time!"

"Got it, godfather!"

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Yang Xiao laughed and joked with them until about one o'clock, but still fell asleep in a daze.

Yang Xiao slept until half past two when he was awakened by their human-shaped alarm clocks.

"Boss, you're awake."

Yang Xiao opened his eyes and was shocked.

The dormitory was bustling with a lot of people.

He was on the upper bunk, much higher than everyone else, and the whole scene was a bit funny.

At this time, Li Zhuofan, the president of the literature club and co-founder of [one day·一天], and several male core members of [one day·一天] were also in Yang Xiao’s dormitory. They sat down on stools in groups of three or two, and the only thing missing from each of them was a white cloth hanging on their heads.

"What the hell does this look like? Everyone, keeping vigil for me?"

Li Zhuofan had received news from Yang Xiao before, but he came here an hour in advance and has been waiting until now.

Seeing that Yang Xiao was still resting, he didn't dare to disturb him.

Hearing Yang Xiao's words at this time, everyone laughed.

"Aren't you the backbone? We'll wait for you to come over together. The media are almost here."

"Are the projection equipment, PPT and other things ready?"

"Everything is ready."

"Okay, it's about time, let's go."

Yang Xiao took out his cell phone to check the time, then jumped out of bed, went to the balcony faucet to wash his face with cold water, sobered up, and walked out the door first.

Li Zhuofan and his group as well as Zhang Jun and his two companions hurriedly followed, forming a mighty team in an instant.

When he appeared on campus, any unwary student would think he was going to fight someone.

"Wow, these people are so aggressive, what are they going to do? Are they going to have a fight? Should we follow them and see?"

"Are you blind? Don't you know Yang Xiao?"

"Wow? That person is Yang Xiao? I didn't notice!"

"Today we are the president of Shenzhen University Literature Society, Li Zhuofan, and Yang Xiao's new product launch, [One Day·One Day], in the school auditorium, don't you know?"

"What? Is this true?"

"All you do is read novels in class and masturbate after class. What the hell do you know?"

"There's nothing I can do. Ye Fan can hardly defeat the Emperor. This is so exciting. It's fun to play. College life is so fucking awesome!"

"Haha, you'll behave yourself once you fail the final exam."

Great Hall.

It was the same place where Yang Xiao confronted the professor last time.

This was booked in advance!

As for why Yang Xiao chose to hold the press conference here, it was to save the school's face.

Because [one day·一天] is the real "Shenzhen University product" enterprise!

Campus Entrepreneurship!

Their school did provide some help at the beginning, such as approving office space, office supplies, etc.

It’s just that Yang Xiao was disgusted and refused.

But this is what campus startups are all about!
It’s the real deal!

Although there is a suspicion that Yang Xiao transferred money from his left purse to his right purse
"Hello, Mr. Yang!"

"Boss Yang, you're here!"

"Mr. Yang, will our [Question and Answer] conference start on time?"

As soon as Yang Xiao entered the venue, the media stood up and welcomed him warmly.

They all greeted Yang Xiao excitedly!

There's nothing we can do about it, it's Yang Xiao's own popularity.

In addition, there are generous travel expenses, so they are naturally willing to say good things.

The most important thing is that Yang Xiao is young, understands the jokes, and can make jokes.

Much more interesting than many old-fashioned entrepreneurs!
"Is everyone almost here? We're only a few minutes away from the deadline. Why don't we just start early?"

"it is good!"

When Yang Xiao heard everyone answer in unison, he took the projector controller handed over by the staff and walked up to the podium.

"There is no professional host today, so I will tell the story. I hope you don't mind."

After Yang Xiao finished speaking, he pressed the controller.

At this moment, a string of designed minimalist artistic words appeared on the screen. There was only a short sentence on it, which had a hint of artistic beauty.

【There is more than one answer in this world. 】

"Crack."

"Crack."

Seeing this, the media reporters took out their cameras and started filming the screen.

Yang Xiao waited for them to finish filming, and after a few seconds, he said, "This new product is called [Question and Answer]. It was separated from the section in [One Day]. Everyone knows this, right?"

"Know!"

The audience echoed obediently.

"It's very simple. This is a new user community APP. It is very inclusive. It not only involves knowledge, but also provides users with a relaxed and leisurely community. It is all-inclusive and covers everything. Just like the sentence on the picture, there is more than one answer in this world. Maybe you can get the answer to everything you want."

"Mr. Yang, may I ask if your Q&A APP was specially launched to compete with Zhihu?"

"Zhihu is more professional, while Q&A is more daily and relaxed, and even has the function of making friends and discussing. Moreover, Q&A is open to registration and does not require any recommendations from bigwigs, so the threshold is much lower."

"Ha ha ha ha."

(End of this chapter)