I have few friends, but many childhood sweethearts.

Chapter 516. Why aren't you saying anything?

The bell for evening self-study had rung for some time when I returned to Class 16, and the homeroom teacher was already standing on the podium.

Xu Qingfan and Xiao Ruanwen didn't greet each other. They hunched over and quickened their pace to return to their seats through the back door.

Guo Youcai glanced at the two of them, said nothing, stood on the podium for a few more minutes, and then left the classroom through the front door.

After the homeroom teacher left, the classroom was filled with renewed discussion.

"Did the teacher say anything just now?" Xu Qingfan asked as he put his phone, keys, and other miscellaneous items into the drawer.

"Our homeroom teacher just asked us how far we've come in rehearsals, and I told him our class is guaranteed to get first place, or at least Fan Ge will do a handstand while washing his hair," Wu Shichong said with a grin.

Xu Qingfan ignored the second half of his sentence and found the test paper to start doing his holiday homework for this week.

"Ruan Wen, I heard from Wu Shichong and Lai Chenglang that you're going to Hong Kong next week to record this new song?" Wang Xuan suddenly asked.

"Oh right." Xiao Ruanwen was still in a daze when she heard someone call her name and was taken aback. "Maybe next week, depending on when Brother Fan is free."

When she mentioned Xu Qingfan, she secretly pinched his thigh, but unfortunately, the scoundrel was wearing thick thermal underwear, so it couldn't break through his defenses at all.

"Squad leader Fan, were there outsiders around that you were too embarrassed to say?"

"Everyone here is one of our own people. Tell me quickly, do you have a team behind you?"

"Indeed, this song is all C, and there's also the one from last time called 'Misaligned Time and Space,' which the class monitor sang in the broadcasting studio before. These three songs have three different styles. You guys didn't actually write them yourselves, did you?"

When Wu Shichong asked, Lai Chenglang immediately agreed, clearly showing that the two of them treated He Caiting as an outsider, but not themselves.

Xiao Ruanwen glanced at Xu Qingfan secretly, still angry that he had just manipulated her. Although there was no such thing as manipulation in this era and she didn't understand these things, she just felt that Brother Fan was trying to brainwash her!
[What's the big deal? Fan Bingbing could write songs in first grade! So what if his style is different?]
Since Xiao Ruanwen was only in first grade at the time, she didn't think it was outrageous that Xu Qingfan, who was the same age, could write songs. After all, there were plenty of kids in cartoons who were more talented than Xu Qingfan.

Just like the polyhedron, lotus seed paste bun, and iced lemon in "Happy Planet," who isn't a genius child who knows everything about astronomy and geography?

"Haoweiyun, haven't you been using it all along? My elders in the family made it for me." Xu Qingfan neither admitted nor denied it, but gave this ambiguous answer.

The main reason is that he doesn't need titles like "talented man" or "musical genius," and he's afraid of the trouble they might cause.

"hiss!"

Four gasps of shock rippled through the group. The tip of the iceberg that Xu Qingfan had casually revealed was still terrifying enough for ordinary people like them.

"Brother Fan, I have another question." Wu Shichong seemed to have thought of something, and raised his hand tremblingly.

Xu Qingfan glanced at him and said only one word: "Ask."

"Haowei Duck Neck, Haowei Milk Tea, Haowei Delivery, and Haowei Cloud, are they all yours?"

Wu Shichong broke off his fourth finger, and Lai Chenglang helped him break off another one, adding, "And delicious chicken cutlet."

Xu Qingfan suddenly realized he had made a mistake. He had spoken without thinking much at the time, but the "Haowei" brand was so well-known in the Gangcheng area that it was no exaggeration to say it was a household name. So it was normal for Wu Shichong to have such an association.

He still didn't want to reveal his billionaire status too early, otherwise going to school would be pointless.

"What are you all thinking? Good Taste Cloud is just a delicious cloud. Don't you think it's very poetic?"
"It ate up a corner of the clouds in the sky," Xu Qingfan denied.

"Hoohoo!"

"Thank goodness, I thought Fan Ge's family was so powerful. I've been eating Haowei Duck Neck and Haowei Milk Tea since I was a child. If you told me that it was your family's, I would have doubted whether I was dreaming."

Wu Shichong patted his chest and let out a long breath.

Xiao Ruanwen glared at Fan, the liar, pursed her lips but didn't expose him, and looked down.

[If you dare to lie to me, hmph~]
It was obvious that if anyone dared to lie to her, this crazy girl would confiscate their tools of the crime.

"No wonder the cloud application was missing a corner; it turned out it was eaten up," Wang Xuan said with a wink and a smile.

Xu Qingfan smiled and nodded. Could he really say that he had simply imitated Apple's icon?
"Oh my god~ It's a good thing you said, Brother Fan, that Haowei Duck Neck and Haowei Milk Tea aren't yours, otherwise wouldn't I be a billionaire right next to you?" Wu Shichong said jokingly.

"Ten billion? Not that much, right? Haowei Duck Neck's annual net profit is only three or four hundred million, and Haowei Milk Tea is about the same. Even if the valuation is ten times, it's only six or seven billion." Xu Qingfan explained seriously.

No one questioned how Xu Qingfan knew the financial statements of the two companies, neither of which were publicly listed.
Wu Shichong retorted, "But what about Haowei Takeout? Internet companies are very valuable, right? If you include them, they're worth tens of billions."

"Well, that seems to be about the same." Xu Qingfan nodded silently.

If you really calculate it carefully, his and Zhang Chunxue's net worth could easily exceed 10 billion.

First, there are the stocks the two bought in the United States. I learned some time ago that they were worth more than 700 million US dollars, which is more than 4 billion at an exchange rate of 6.45.

Secondly, the investment company has invested in various projects over the past decade, which can basically be described as turning lead into gold. It has invested in nearly a hundred projects, with returns of over 1000%. The specific valuation is difficult to quantify at present, but it is at least in the tens of billions.

Finally, regarding the real economy, because it has plenty of money, Good Taste Group has no plans to go public for the time being. However, the market size is expanding year by year, the company's prospects are bright, and a valuation of twenty times its annual profit is not excessive.

To use an imperfect analogy, if Xu Qingfan and Zhang Chunxue were to register as husband and wife now, their combined wealth would already place them in the top ten of the Forbes rich list.

Even if you separate them out, getting into the top 50 is a piece of cake.

However, because they had been informed beforehand, their names never appeared in the public eye.

Back to the present.

"Brother Fan, your family must be really powerful too. Does it cost tens of millions to develop a music software?" Lai Chenglang asked conservatively.

"No need for so much. Developing a software program only costs a few hundred thousand. The bulk of the cost is in promotion, which will only be a few million." Xu Qingfan waved his hand modestly.

"Damn it, I'm going to ask my parents when I get home, to see if they're hiding it from me. Actually, my family has several million." Wu Shichong's expression was exaggerated, but he could actually accept it.

A few million isn't a lot of money in Gangcheng. Let alone a class of fifty-odd people, even a dormitory of eight people, whose family doesn't have a house of several hundred square meters that was demolished?

"Haha, you should ask when you get home. Maybe your parents are intentionally trying to toughen you up, afraid you'll become a spendthrift, so they're deliberately keeping it from you." Xu Qingfan was amused by him and instantly thought of a news article he had read in his previous life.

Whether it's true or not, it's about the eldest son of the Spicy Prince family. From childhood, his parents lied to him that his company was on the verge of bankruptcy. His biggest wish during his senior year of college was to find a 9-to-5 job with a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan. But after graduation, they told him that his family had hundreds of millions of assets waiting to be inherited.

"Haha, go home and hang your parents up and whip them for a day and a night, maybe they'll confess then," Wu Shichong laughed.

"I think you want me to hang you up and whip you." Lai Chenglang glared at him, but he wasn't one to take a joke and didn't take it to heart.

Xiao Ruanwen watched Xu Qingfan lie quietly without batting an eye; she was a complete liar!
[I hadn't been paying attention to him before; I didn't know he was so rich.]
Xiao Ruanwen only knew that Xu Qingfan had shares in Zhang Chunxue's company, but she didn't know the exact percentage. However, she was sure it was worth at least 1 billion or 800 million.

“Brother Fan, if I don’t pass the college entrance exam, I’ll just follow you. My musical talent is top-notch, and I don’t need to say more about the value of a perfect score on a music exam,” Lai Chenglang said.

Xu Qingfan ignored him. Licheng High School was highly regarded, with a college entrance examination pass rate of over 60% every year, meaning there were practically no students who couldn't get into university.

"I don't even want to call you out on it. You got a perfect score by carrying things for the music teacher, and you're still showing off," Wu Shichong said disdainfully.

"Tch~ Sour grapes. Brother Fan, let me tell you, someone like Wu Shichong would definitely be a troublemaker in the company. You should hire me. If he were in ancient times, he would be a eunuch wielding power!"

"I'll fuck you" - the composure of the older generation of artists.

Xu Qingfan glanced at the two of them, then lowered his head to do his homework.

All three evening study sessions were spent chatting and joking around.

When the school bell rang, the students, who had been somewhat restrained, suddenly became noisy, like they were at a construction site.

"You come with me!"

Xiao Ruanwen, for some unknown reason, snatched the pen from Xu Qingfan's hand and slammed it on the table. After finding his phone and keys in his drawer, she pulled him away from his seat without saying a word.

Xu Qingfan was startled by Xiao Ruanwen and forgot to say goodbye to Wu Shichong and the others. He obediently let her lead him away.

As soon as get out of class ended, the corridor was full of people. Xiao Ruanwen resisted the urge to confront Xu Qingfan right now and pulled him toward the stairs on the left.

"Ruan Wen, where are you taking me? Don't we usually meet downstairs in the teaching building?"

Xiao Ruanwen glanced at him, said nothing, and continued downstairs.

In just three hours, Xu Qingfan and Xiao Ruanwen had completely switched roles.

A sky bridge was built on the second and third floors of the teaching building, which leads directly to the laboratory building. After going down to the third floor, Xiao Ruanwen pulled Xu Qingfan directly to the sky bridge where there were hardly any people.

After walking a distance further, she finally let go of Xu Qingfan's hand and stared at him seriously.

"No, Ruan Wen, what are we doing here? Xiao Xiao and Wan Ning are still waiting downstairs." Xu Qingfan looked away and scratched his head guiltily.

Xiao Ruanwen took three deep breaths and said, "Brother Fan, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

"Cough, no way." Xu Qingfan swallowed, knowing that this silly girl only realized it after three evening self-study sessions.

"When did I ever promise to let you hug me every week?" Xiao Ruanwen put her hands on her hips, her chest puffing out as if she was angry.

"No." Xu Qingfan pretended to look at the scenery and pointed to the second floor of the teaching building. "Isn't that Wan Ning and the others?"

Xiao Ruanwen glanced at him distractedly, and realized that the person sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Lin Wanning.

However, because they were standing in a dark place, Xiao Ruanwen wasn't afraid of being seen by everyone.

"Since I didn't agree, what did you mean by what you said last night? And when did I agree to let you hug me!" Xiao Ruanwen withdrew her gaze and continued to criticize Xu Qingfan.

Xu Qingfan also withdrew his gaze, staring intently into her eyes without saying a word, just staring.

A minute later, Xiao Ruanwen couldn't take it anymore and looked away: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Back to the dog man's rhythm.

Xu Qingfan said, as if he had suffered a heartbreak, "You clearly know everything, so why are you asking me?"

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Now it was Xiao Ruanwen's turn to fall silent.

Okay, the silly girl is about to start brainstorming again.

[I know everything? What do I know?]
[You like me? You like me? What good is it if you like me? It's your own fault for being so promiscuous! You went to the rooftop with Xiaoxiao back in middle school!]
[Damn Fan, stinky Fan, bad Fan, despicable Fan!]
"If Ruan Wen, you don't like me doing this, then I won't do it anymore." Xu Qingfan sighed dejectedly, looking heartbroken.

"I thought we were so close that a hug wouldn't be a problem."

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Garen whispered, breaking Xiao Ruanwen's defenses, and she fell silent for another long time.

"Ruan Wen, it's me."

The scoundrel tried to play the emotional card, but Xiao Ruanwen interrupted him, raising her right hand in annoyance, forbidding Xu Qingfan from continuing.

"Don't do that again next time, I don't want any misunderstandings."

During the three evening study sessions, she thought of countless questions to ask Brother Fan, but now, she didn't want to say anything.

Xiao Ruanwen untied her hair rope, and the night breeze lifted her beautiful hair, filling his nostrils with a refreshing fragrance.

Under the moonlight, the girl's figure seemed ethereal and otherworldly.

Xu Qingfan watched her leave alone, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

[Thankfully, it should be interpreted in a different way. Don't do it again next time! Even if you do it again next time, I promise!]
The scoundrel quickened his pace to catch up with her.

"Brother Qingfan, why are you guys so slow?" After they gathered, Lin Wanning leaned back and looked at Xu Qingfan, who was pushing a wheelchair.

"Ruan Wen went to the restroom after class, and I waited for her at the door, so I'm late." Xu Qingfan rubbed her head.

“No wonder. I was wondering how Brother Qingfan and Ruan Wen got over there.” Lin Wanning nodded rhythmically.

[What a big liar!]
Xiao Ruanwen rolled her eyes in disdain and vowed in her heart to stay far away from this bad Fan Ge and never go to dark places with him again.

When she noticed Xu Qingfan turning his head to look at her, Xiao Ruanwen deliberately turned her head away, not wanting to pay him any attention.

"Are you having a late-night snack tonight? We bought seafood to eat tomorrow, but how about we cook it tonight? How about salt and pepper mantis shrimp, and seafood congee?" Xu Qingfan said.

Xiao Ruanwen swallowed hard, unable to resist. All of these were her favorite foods; this stinky Fan-ge was tempting her!
"Brother Qingfan, I want to eat!" Lin Wanning was the first to raise his hand.

"Eat!" Zhang Yiyi said succinctly.

“I’ll eat too,” Wu Lingyu said with a smile.

"Let's eat," Xia Xiao said.

Xiao Ruanwen was the only one who didn't speak. The scoundrel looked at her mockingly and said, "Ruanwen, why aren't you saying anything? Aren't you hungry? If you're not hungry, I won't cook for you."

"I'll eat it!" Xiao Ruanwen clenched her fists in her pockets and smiled kindly.

Xu Qingfan knew when to stop and didn't provoke her further.

"Let's go home and cook some late-night snacks!" He pushed Lin Wanning and jogged along the wide road.

"Go for it!" Lin Wanning excitedly opened his mouth wide, swallowing the wind.

The four girls who were lagging behind exchanged a glance and then jogged to catch up.

(End of this chapter)