"By that calculation, Yuan has to be a multimillionaire at the very least. It's hard to even guess what his exact net worth is."
Xu Ziqiang couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, Yuan is too damn awesome! An eighteen-year-old multimillionaire. No wonder he has four gorgeous girlfriends."
Liu Jia urged him, "Heh, Qiang, stop dawdling and get changed. I'm off to latch onto the coattails of a multimillionaire."
"That seafood last night was incredible. If we stick with Yuan, we'll get to eat and drink our fill every day, won't we?"
Wu Hao licked his lips and let out a contented sigh. Recalling the seafood from the night before, he still savored the memory. "It was 688 per person, so that's over 8,000 for the twelve of us! Our annual tuition is only a little over three thousand. Tsk, tsk. One meal just wiped out two years of tuition fees."
"If I told my mom, she'd definitely think I was dreaming. This is the simple, unpretentious life of a multimillionaire. I'm exploding with envy."
