Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Even if Zhou Yuwen was a trending star, what she didn't know, she simply didn't know.

Jiang Xinyi was about to graduate from her postgraduate studies, and hardly any of her roommates were often at school, so how could she know about this.

In the past few days, to help Zhou Yuwen apply for entrepreneurship subsidies, she had been scratching her head and preparing the accounts until midnight. When something came up and she needed to consult Zhou Yuwen, she often couldn't find him.

Jiang Xinyi was about to have a breakdown.

When she finally got in touch with Zhou Yuwen, Jiang Xinyi complained to him about all sorts.

To her surprise, Zhou Yuwen shamelessly sent Jiang Xinyi a gritted-teeth emoji.

"I'll treat you to a meal next time (gritted teeth)!"

Next time, next time!

How many times have you said 'next time' already, damn it!

Stinking men are the worst!

Not that old, and yet where did he learn such capitalist bad temper!

Jiang Xinyi was so furious that she had even changed Zhou Yuwen's nickname in her WeChat to — Zhou Skinflint!

That's right! Zhou Skinflint!

Damn Zhou Skinflint!

If you don't come back soon, I swear I'm going to throw in the towel!

Jiang Xinyi didn't know that Zhou Yuwen had already become a famous author, and Zhou Yuwen hadn't mentioned it either. Since Jiang Xinyi was eager to find him, he decided he might as well show his face, especially since, although he had not been in Jinling lately, Zhou Yuwen was aware of what Jiang Xinyi had been up to, having heard from Lu Lin.

The office light often stayed on until eleven at night. It was only upon closer inspection that Zhou Yuwen realized Jiang Xinyi was all alone in there.

When Zhou Yuwen drove into the school gate, a Maybach was parked there, blocking his way.

The driver was arguing with the gatekeeper.

The driver was angry, "Look closely! Do you know what car this is?!"

"I don't care what car it is! The school has clear rules! External vehicles are not allowed to enter freely!" the gatekeeper stated righteously.

The driver was somewhat speechless, thinking these low-ranking people really had no foresight at all.

"Wait, I'm going to call your leader right now!" the driver said, pulling out his phone.

At that moment, Jiang's mother, sitting in the back of the car, rolled down the window and softly called the driver by his name: "Little Li."

Seeing that it was the mistress calling him, Little Li put down his phone and hurried over.

Jiang's mother frowned and asked what had happened.

The driver explained that they weren't allowing vehicles from outside the school to enter.

"Madam, I'll call their leader right now, just wait a moment."

Little Li had actually only started working not so long ago, taking over his uncle's position.

Little Li's uncle had worked for the Jiang family for thirty years, a very steady person, but it seemed Little Li was a bit more impulsive.

Jiang's mother said, never mind, it's not worth troubling someone over such a small matter.

"You move the car aside, I'll walk in."

"Ah? Madam, this, how can this be allowed?" Little Li said in a frightened tone.

Jiang's mother said it was fine.

"I haven't been to the university in a long time; it'll be good to take a walk and get some exercise. Just wait for me over there."

Seeing that the mistress insisted, Little Li had to agree.

Zhou Yuwen waited a while behind, and seeing the Maybach was still not moving, he got a bit annoyed and honked his horn softly.

Jiang's mother was indeed a well-cultured woman. She got out of the car first, planning to walk and find Jiang Xinyi.

From behind, Zhou Yuwen saw a distinguished lady dressed in a purple qipao with a matching cape draped over her shoulders emerge from the car. Although she was older, her movements and demeanor were still very graceful. She also wore a pair of nude high heels and was carrying a lunch box.

It looked like she was delivering a meal.

Does our third-tier school even have such influential alumni?

Zhou Yuwen inwardly criticized his own school.

After the distinguished lady got out, the driver moved the car aside.

Zhou Yuwen then moved his car up.

He rolled down his window.

When the security guard saw Zhou Yuwen, he immediately showed a surprised and delighted face: "Ah! The big author! Back already!?"

The security guard definitely knew Zhou Yuwen. Ever since Zhou Yuwen sold campus cards, he had bought cigarettes for the security guard, and later Zhou Yuwen set up a courier station, with many transport vehicles needing to enter the campus, so Zhou Yuwen often gifted cigarettes to these guards, and with Xu Huai boasting around, the school's security guards all knew Zhou Yuwen was a capable student.

And with this recent special interview, the security circle definitely had discussions.

It was that Zhou who set up the courier station.

He can write novels?

Writing novels, he can earn millions a month!

As soon as this was mentioned, the security guards showed astonished faces.

These guards were all around forty years old. When men of this age gather, other than drinking and bragging, they talked about the highly capable people they knew.

Just like, don't look at me being a security guard now! Our school is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

That guy who writes novels, do you know him? He has a special relationship with me!

So now, seeing Zhou Yuwen, the security guards were genuinely thrilled, and even their words were a bit ingratiating.

Zhou Yuwen, however, was very humble, smiling and nodding to the guard.

The guard, being polite, rushed out of the lounge to manually lift the barrier for Zhou Yuwen, then ran to the car window, eager to chat with Zhou Yuwen for a bit, like, lately you've become a celebrity in our school!

"You're a big author now, I always knew you were a promising lad!"

Zhou Yuwen and he chatted briefly, saying, Uncle, I need to check in from my leave; may I go inside now?

"Ah, go, go, go!" The security guard quickly and cheerfully let him through.

At that moment, as the driver was passing the lunch box to Jiang's mother's hands, seeing the fawning expression on the security guard's face, he couldn't help but snort disdainfully: "Vulgar!"

The security guard did hear that comment, looking at the indignant Little Li with a sneer, then turned and walked back into the security room.

Jiang's mother had also glanced at Zhou Yuwen in the car just now, her only impression being that the kid was really young.

Driving such an expensive car, she wondered which family's young master he was.