There was an oversight regarding Zhang Yang’s phone details in the last chapter, which Hu Xin and the others have noticed; Yu himself forgot to correct it, and thanks to all the friends who pointed it out.

Fan Size was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

His mind was still somewhat short-circuiting; he had been incredulous seeing a few tens of thousands of yuan earlier, and now seeing the pager and mobile phone, it was hard for him to believe these items all belonged to Zhang Yang.

Especially this latest model Nokia phone, which was far superior to the bulky, brick-like Motorola his father had discarded.

Hu Tao glanced at them once and then turned his head away.

He was the one who knew everything; he wasn't surprised at all when Zhang Yang took out the phone—he had personally watched Zhang Yang buy it.

“Did you see it?”

Mi Xue said it directly, then quickly put both the pager and the phone back into her bag. Her original intention was only to take out the pager she had gifted, not the phone, but since it was out, there was no need to hide it, especially since she currently disliked Fan Size.

“Brother Fan, let’s go!”

Hu Tao cautiously tugged at Fan Size. He now felt an instinctive fear toward Zhang Yang.

The Zhang Yang of today was completely different from before, and it seemed that whenever Zhang Yang was around, bad luck followed him. It was because he had suggested Zhang Yang become the head of External Relations that Zhou Yichen now ignored him, causing the External Relations department to become the hottest, most sought-after department in the student union.

Because he encountered Zhang Yang when buying the pager, his girlfriend’s sister had scolded him for days, and even now, seeing her still resulted in a few harsh words, making him afraid to even visit his girlfriend.

Now meeting Zhang Yang again, his heart began to fill with worry.

“Go where?”

Fan Size turned back and glared at Hu Tao.

If Hu Xin said a few sharp words, he could still tolerate it; after all, Hu Xin had beaten him in basketball, and he couldn't fight Hu Xin.

But being outdone by Zhang Yang was something he absolutely could not accept. Who was Zhang Yang in his eyes? Just a loser defeated by Zhou Yichen, a nobody. Being surpassed by such a person was worse than killing him.

He was a man who cared deeply about his image, unlike Zhou Yichen, who had such thick skin.

“Mi Xue, let’s go. If we don’t hurry, we won't make it in time. What if the large private room at Kaixuan Tower is gone!”

Hu Xin walked over then, chuckling slyly. He spoke to Mi Xue, but his eyes were narrowed as he watched Fan Size.

Fan Size had been showing off just now; now it was his turn. Hu Xin was no saint—he didn't believe in repaying malice with kindness. If he got a chance, he would retaliate immediately.

Hearing Hu Xin say that, Fan Size’s expression changed again.

He had been to Kaixuan Tower too, but the expense level there meant he couldn't frequent it often; he only managed a trip or two occasionally. As for their large private rooms, he had never used one.

After all, much of his family’s wealth was ill-gotten, meaning he couldn't spend it wantonly.

Seeing Fan Size’s face turn slightly green, Hu Xin couldn't have been more delighted. His inner joy nearly escaped as he felt like humming a little tune.

After Hu Xin’s comment, the others stopped lingering and started heading toward the school exit. Fan Size and Hu Tao were simply left behind. With nothing in common and being enemies, the group naturally paid them no mind.

“Zhang Yang, I was just speaking wildly earlier. We can just get a small room,”

After taking a few steps, Hu Xin ran up beside Zhang Yang and whispered. He truly had demanded the large room earlier just to spite Fan Size. Everyone knew the minimum charge for a large room at Kaixuan Tower was nearly two thousand yuan; a meal there usually ended up costing well over that amount.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, about to reply, when his phone rang again from his pocket.

He actually wanted to tell Hu Xin that the delicious dishes there weren't cheap, and since they were going, they should eat well. The cost of good food was already high, so the size of the room hardly mattered.

“Zhang Yang, where are you?” Upon answering, he heard Su Zhantao’s excited voice.

“I’m at school. What’s up?”

Zhang Yang sounded a bit puzzled. He had assumed Su Zhantao was calling to tell him the money had been transferred to his account, but instead, the first question was his location.

“What part of the school?” Su Zhantao asked again.

“Near the main gate. Why are you asking?”

“Nothing, just wait for me there for a bit. I’ll be there soon, hehe!”

Su Zhantao hung up before Zhang Yang could even react.

Zhang Yang listened to the dial tone and shook his head helplessly. He had actually been planning to invite Su Zhantao to join them for dinner, but the guy hung up.

Still, it didn't matter much. If he wanted to come, he could join them for dinner; waiting for him at the gate was no trouble.

While Zhang Yang was on the phone, Hu Xin and the others huddled together, chatting. Zhang Yang had essentially helped them vent some frustration just now.

This Fan Size hadn't just shown off once; Xiao Bin had also been humiliated by him before.

Not far from the gate, they reached it in a few minutes. Zhang Yang told everyone to wait there for Su Zhantao. While waiting, he called Liang Yan at Kaixuan Tower, asking her to reserve a room and prepare the dishes in advance.

Preparing the dishes meant they could start eating as soon as they arrived, saving time, as the group was already familiar with their best menu items.

They had only stood there for about a minute when a car sped up behind them—it was Fan Size’s Santana, which had surprisingly chased after them.

“Aren’t you guys going to Kaixuan Tower? Why the stop?”

The Santana pulled up right next to the group. Fan Size’s head poked out again, speaking with a mocking tone.

He had been stunned by Zhang Yang earlier, and only after the group left did he process that he had been outshone by someone today, essentially making a fool of himself and suffering humiliation.

This was even harder for him to accept. He immediately got back into his car, grabbed his phone, and dialed Zhou Yichen. In his mind, Zhou Yichen was the one who had always suppressed Zhang Yang, so he called him to settle the score.

He didn't specify the details, just told Zhou Yichen to come over immediately. Zhou Yichen hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed to come.

Zhou Yichen was considered sharp; he wouldn't ignore Fan Size just because his family worked in Changjing. Government officials could be transferred at any time, and besides, the Fan family's resources might prove useful to him later, so building a good relationship now was certainly beneficial.

After making the call, Fan Size drove straight over to catch up. No matter what, he had to reclaim his lost dignity today. If he let a group of people he looked down upon humiliate him without retaliation, he probably wouldn't sleep well tonight.

“Where we go is none of your business!”

Hu Xin shot him a fierce glare. This guy was truly irritating. He had already embarrassed himself, and now he dared to show up again.

“I don’t have business; I just wanted to ask, how did fellow student Zhang Yang suddenly acquire so much money, having both a pager and a mobile phone? If he has any good ways to make money, he should share it with his classmates—unless it’s something illicit!”

Fan Size ignored Hu Xin and directed his accusation straight at Zhang Yang. This jab was even more malicious than before.

Previously, he had only implied Zhang Yang was tricking young girls; now, he was directly suggesting Zhang Yang’s wealth came from illegitimate sources. This implied Zhang Yang was either a thief or a swindler, otherwise, where would all that money come from?

“Fellow student Fan Size, I think you are clearer than I am about whose hands hold truly illicit money!”

Zhang Yang turned around, giving him a cold glance.

He had been dragged into this mess completely unfairly today, but Fan Size’s words did ignite his temper. Zhang Yang had always lived honorably; he wouldn't accept ill-gotten money even if it were given to him.

“You, what did you say!”

Fan Size froze momentarily, then roared in anger. He hadn't expected Zhang Yang to question him like that.

If one were to speak of illicit money, his family’s wealth was the genuine article. Both his parents were government officials; they couldn't possibly have so much money from their salaries alone. His daily expenses and such naturally came from 'black sources,' but he had accepted this as normal since childhood. Only when Zhang Yang threw his question back so pointedly did he realize the implication in Zhang Yang's words.

“You know what I mean. Do you really want me to spell it out?”

Zhang Yang smiled lightly, his lips curved, but his expression carried a hint of stern authority.

His innate aura was enough to make Fan Size’s heart skip a beat, and his momentum instantly dropped.

Zhang Yang had only learned about Fan Size’s background by quickly searching his memory; he didn't need extensive detail—knowing that his family members held official posts was enough to understand.

“I’m not talking to you. Old Zhou, I’m here!”

Fan Size glared fiercely at Zhang Yang, then got out of the car and waved toward the distance. Zhou Yichen had just arrived.

He had been at the school nearby, so he got here quickly after receiving the call. He arrived right on cue.

“Size, what’s going on? Why the rush to call me over?”

Zhou Yichen walked over quickly, speaking to Fan Size while glancing at the group beside him, his eyes showing a trace of surprise when he spotted Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang hadn’t been on campus for a long time. Zhou Yichen had been planning to use this opportunity to find a way to push Zhang Yang out, and now he ran into him here unexpectedly.

“Nothing much, just that your subordinates have been quite high-profile recently; I brought you here to witness it!”

Fan Size managed a smile and looked triumphantly at Zhang Yang, focusing only on him, clearly targeting him.

The thoughts churning in his mind were nearly written on his face. Don't think you’re so great just because you suddenly have money and bought a new phone. I’ve called your superior now, and I got him here with just one call.

At this moment, he still thought Zhou Yichen could suppress Zhang Yang as he had in the past.

“What subordinates? Size, what’s wrong with you today?”

Zhou Yichen wasn't foolish. Hearing this one sentence, he guessed the general situation: Fan Size had clashed with Zhang Yang and called him over to back him up. Unfortunately, while he might have held his ground before, he stood no chance now, and might even end up embarrassed himself.

Understanding the context, he felt a bit awkward and could only feign ignorance, asking first.

“It’s this person. You probably don’t know him yet. Your subordinate now has both a pager and a mobile phone, and carries tens of thousands of yuan with him. I think this nouveau riche is about to stop even respecting you!”

Fan Size was several levels below Zhou Yichen. He didn't catch the subtlety in Zhou Yichen’s tone and pointed at Zhang Yang, speaking strangely.

This is the second chapter guaranteed. More to come. Friends, if you have monthly tickets, please give some support. Xiao Yu is busy but hasn't forgotten to update, yet the monthly tickets are pathetically few!