Hu Xin was the most dramatic, lying flat on his back, clutching his distended belly, completely still. He had eaten the most today; nearly half of the Mo Cai Chicken had gone down his gullet.

The one who ate the least was Zhang Yang, who from beginning to end, smiled as he watched everyone scramble for food, barely touching his own chopsticks a few times. But his heart was the happiest.

In his previous life, he used to cook all this for himself. Seeing so many people ravenously enjoying the delicacies he had made filled Zhang Yang with a sense of accomplishment he had never known.

This was different from breaking through a medical puzzle or saving someone; the feeling was indescribable, yet he truly cherished it. “I’m stuffed, that was so good!” Xiao Dai lay there looking utterly content, her head resting on Hu Xin’s shoulder.

They were lying in opposite directions, occupying the longest sofa in the living room. “I’m going to die.

After eating food this delicious, how will I ever go back to eating at the cafeteria again!” Nan Nan murmured softly. The petite Nan Nan had also eaten quite a bit today, certainly far more than usual.

“It’s fine, you can come anytime you want to eat, we’ll cook for you!” Mi Xue smiled faintly, and Nan Nan lifted her head, looking at her with a hint of teasing amusement. Seeing Nan Nan’s expression, Mi Xue suddenly remembered that Zhang Yang had cooked this entire meal.

The tone of her remark made her sound very much like the hostess, and her cheeks immediately flushed again. She didn't know what had come over her; she had spoken without thinking, essentially speaking on Zhang Yang's behalf.

“I’ll go clean up!” Mi Xue exclaimed hastily. Nan Nan and Xiao Dai both stood up, and the three girls went to clear the dining table and the kitchen together, while Zhang Yang and the other few men remained seated, resting.

Looking at Mi Xue, Zhang Yang gently shook his head. He understood what was making her awkward, but he didn't mind it.

The most endearing thing about this girl was this very trait: saying exactly what she thought. Her straightforward nature was unbelievable, and it was also the quality Zhang Yang liked most about her.

“Whenever you want to eat in the future, just come over to my place, I’ll cook for you!” Watching the girls tidying up, Zhang Yang chuckled softly. As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Cheng shouted out, “That’s fantastic, Zhang Yang!

Are there any other rooms for rent nearby? I want to move out too, and live with you guys so I can come freeload meals every day!” “Give it a rest, freeloading meals every day!

Do you know how much this meal cost? If you keep eating like this, Zhang Yang will go bankrupt soon!” Hu Xin stood up and lightly tapped Gu Cheng’s head, saying with a laugh.

He had bought all the ingredients, so he was the clearest about the expense of this meal. “How much?” Gu Cheng scratched his head sheepishly.

He had only been focused on eating and had truly overlooked the cost of this feast. Everything they ate today was premium, plus the wine—it surely added up to a considerable sum.

“A full one hundred and eighty-nine!” Hu Xin held up both hands and spoke slowly. It was unclear how he was gesturing, as his hand signals didn't reveal the number at all, but fortunately, his spoken words were clear enough.

“That much!” Gu Cheng was slightly taken aback, looking even more embarrassed. His monthly allowance was only a little over two hundred yuan.

This amount was considered decent; some girls lived on less than two hundred a month. This meant that this one meal could consume someone’s entire monthly living expenses.

Hearing Hu Xin say that, and realizing how much money had vanished in one sitting, even Xiao Bin and the other girls looked a bit sheepish. “Why bring that up?

Money isn't the issue. Come anytime you want to eat in the future!” Zhang Yang suddenly spoke up, glaring slightly at Hu Xin.

Why start talking about money? It was purely creating unnecessary awkwardness.

Internally, Zhang Yang truly wasn't worried about money, but he did recognize a critical fact: he needed to find a way to earn some cash quickly. He only had a little over one hundred yuan left on him.

By his previous spending habits, this amount was barely enough for a taxi fare; even now, it probably wouldn't last more than a few days. “Zhang Yang, I still need to say this: the task you set for yourself today is too heavy.

One hundred thousand! You haven’t gone out to solicit sponsorships; you don’t know how stingy those corporations are!” A hint of worry surfaced on Xiao Bin’s face as he spoke softly to Zhang Yang.

His words came from the heart. He knew someone who had been the head of the External Liaison Department previously, and that person had often vented to him about how difficult—truly difficult—it was to secure sponsorships.

In this day and age, it wasn't easy to collect debts owed to you, let alone brazenly asking for money. All businessmen pursued profit; they wouldn't do anything that offered them no benefit.

School activities held little appeal for them, except for those companies already advertising within the campus. Unfortunately, these enterprises or companies already had direct arrangements with the school; their advertisements had established slots, leaving very little need for the Student Union.

Sometimes, when the school issued mandates, they were even compelled to advertise for these companies on the Union's behalf. Consequently, the External Liaison Department struggled; after several successive department heads, even the membership had dwindled until the office lay empty.

“I know!” Zhang Yang smiled faintly, looking at Xiao Bin and nodding subtly. The previous ‘Zhang Yang,’ despite mishandling many affairs, still possessed commendable qualities.

It wasn't easy to make someone follow you with absolute devotion, and Zhang Yang could tell that Xiao Bin genuinely cared for him. “You know, yet you set such a high target for yourself?” Xiao Bin’s brow furrowed even tighter.

One hundred thousand in this era was a fortune; it could buy a decent house even in the city. In Xiao Bin’s mind, this was an absolutely impossible goal.

“Xiao Bin, do you believe me or not?” Zhang Yang’s smile receded slightly as he asked Xiao Bin with a touch of seriousness. Xiao Bin nodded unnaturally.

Among everyone in the school, he trusted Zhang Yang the most; otherwise, he wouldn't have stuck with Zhang Yang, even through the toughest times. “Have I ever boasted or spoken carelessly before?” Zhang Yang asked again.

Xiao Bin shook his head. Zhang Yang was usually quite steady and never made grand, empty claims.

“Then that settles it. Trust me, the hundred thousand is not an issue at all.

I won’t need until summer break—one month. I can achieve it within one month!” Zhang Yang said quietly, radiating an imposing confidence that once again enveloped those around him.

This self-assurance even infected the others; Gu Cheng and Hu Xin also felt certain that Zhang Yang could accomplish this task and firmly secure the position of head of the External Liaison Department. The three girls finished cleaning up in no time.

After chatting together for a while, the others took their leave. When only Zhang Yang and Mi Xue remained in the room, Mi Xue suddenly became restless again.

She quickly told Zhang Yang, “I’m going to take a shower,” and darted into her room to sort her clothes, disappearing into the bathroom shortly after. Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head, then retreated to his own room.

Although he wasn't worried about securing sponsorships, he knew he had to start preparing for it immediately. Xiao Bin was right: those businessmen prioritized profit; they wouldn't engage in anything that didn't benefit them financially.

However, Zhang Yang also believed that between money and health, they would always choose health first. He had encountered far too many people of that ilk to not know how to handle them.

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