A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Old Yang has really joined the Snowland Group!"

Wang Hao's face flushed red; he desperately wanted to explain.

"Haha, do you believe that?"

Yuan Xiangrong's expression was no different from looking at a clown, then he turned to the students around him and asked, "Do you believe me?"

No one responded.

Obviously, nobody believed it.

Wang Hao got anxious and slammed his hand on the table: "Believe it or not, Lao Yang went for an interview at Xueyu Group this morning, and they hired him on the spot!"

"Was it recorded on the spot?"

Yuan Xiangrong chuckled. "Why don't you just say the CEO interviewed him personally?"

"Maybe it really is!"

Wang Hao retorted, not to be outdone.

"Hahaha, the CEO personally interviewed you? Do you even believe that yourself? Do you know who the CEO of Xueyu Group is? Even our principal has to treat him with utmost respect. What makes you think you're so special, Lu Yang?"

Yuan Xiangrong sneered repeatedly: "And let me tell you, one of my cousins ​​works in sales for a supplier at Xueyu Group. Every time he wants to have a meal with a purchasing manager from Xueyu, he has to wait in line for half a month. Their internship positions require three rounds of resume screening: the first round is machine screening, the second round is HR screening, and the third round is department head screening. Tell me, how did Lu Yang, a student from a second-tier university with a blank resume, pass three rounds?"

Several classmates around him exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

"That's really unlikely..."

"We've never heard of anyone from our school getting into a big company like Xueyu Group in previous years."

"They did come to the last campus recruitment fair, but the booth was full of graduate students lining up; they didn't even accept resumes from undergraduates."

Wang Hao's face turned bright red as he listened to these words.

He turned and glanced at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang was engrossed in eating, acting as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Old Yang, say something!" Wang Hao said anxiously.

Lu Yang wiped his hands with a tissue and looked up at Yuan Xiangrong.

"Have you finished eating?"

Yuan Xiangrong was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"If you haven't finished eating, hurry up and finish it." Lu Yang pushed his plate aside, stood up, and said, "I'm full and have nothing better to do than talk to you about this."

After saying that, he picked up his plate and left.

There was no explanation, not even a superfluous expression.

Wang Hao was still standing there, stunned, when Li Yunbin tugged at him and said, "Let's go."

"No, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"Let's go," Li Yunbin said in a low voice. "The more you explain, the less people will believe you. You might as well go back and play a couple of rounds."

Wang Hao was unwilling to accept it, but he also knew that Li Yunbin was right.

He glared at Yuan Xiangrong: "Believe it or not, just wait and see."

"Wait for what? Wait for him to show me his employment contract?"

Yuan Xiangrong smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I'll wait."

"I'm making this clear today: if Lu Yang really gets hired by Snowfield Company, I, Yuan Xiangrong, will kneel around the playground once, calling you 'Dad' all the while!"

"Okay, okay, remember what you said!" Wang Hao said.

After the three left, only Wang Ziying and a few classmates remained at the table.

Wang Ziying remained silent.

She poked at the vegetables in her plate with her chopsticks, but didn't touch them.

"Ziying, you don't actually believe that, do you?" A female classmate next to her leaned over.

Wang Ziying shook her head, but her gaze remained fixed on the direction Lu Yang had left in.

She couldn't explain what she was thinking.

A week ago, she would have laughed out loud just like Yuan Xiangrong.

But so much has happened in the last few days.

Lu Yang seems to have changed...

He became someone she could only look up to.

……

On the way back to the dormitory.

Wang Hao grew angrier and angrier, and in a fit of rage, he kicked an empty bottle off the roadside.

"Damn it, I'm so angry! That lousy scrap collector had the nerve to laugh at Old Yang!"

Li Yunbin was quite philosophical about it: "Why are you arguing with him? Once Lao Yang starts working and his payslip is on display, he'll naturally shut up. I'm even looking forward to seeing him kneeling on the playground, calling out 'Dad' all the while."

"Why……"

Wang Hao rubbed his face. "Old Yang is the same. He didn't say a word in his defense. Otherwise, I would have slapped him in the face right there."

Lu Yang retorted, "What's there to argue about? Whether I entered the Snow Region or not has absolutely nothing to do with him!"

Wang Hao thought about it and realized that it made sense.

But I feel so choked up inside!

"Godfather, promise me you'll let me know as soon as you receive your job offer!"

Wang Hao remained unconvinced: "I'm still waiting to see him kneeling on the playground calling me 'Dad'!"

The group returned to their dormitory.

Lu Yang lay on the bed and checked his phone balance.

Fifty-three thousand four hundred dollars.

Immediately afterwards, he locked his phone and put it aside.

Money isn't urgent; I need to go home this weekend.

Wang Hao suddenly asked, "Tomorrow's the weekend, anyone want to go online together?"

Xu Guangkun: "Me! Me! Me!"

Li Yunbin: "+1!"

Lu Yang rolled over, facing the wall.

Wang Hao leaned closer: "Godfather, want to come along?"

"No, I have something to do tomorrow."

"Something wrong? What is it? You're not going on another date with that rich woman, are you?"

"What are you thinking about? I have to go home tomorrow."

Lu Yang pulled the blanket up higher, too lazy to pay them any attention.

After starting university, I went home very rarely, only a few times a semester.

……

The next morning, Lu Yang packed two changes of clothes and put them in his bag.

There's not much to pack, really, since we've only been back for two days.

It takes about an hour and a half to get from school to home. Lu Yang's home is in the old town of Linjiang City, in an old residential building built in the last century. It is six stories high and has no elevator.

He lives on the fourth floor, in a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment, which is over 60 square meters.

When Lu Yang got downstairs, he ran into Aunt Zhang from next door picking vegetables at the entrance of the building.

"Oh, Xiao Yang's back?"

"Hello, Aunt Zhang."

"Your mom was talking about you the other day, saying you haven't been home all semester."

Lu Yang smiled, didn't reply, and went upstairs.

He pushed open the door and went in. The TV was on in the living room, but the volume was low, showing local news. His father, Lu Jianguo, was wearing an old vest and was hunched over the coffee table studying lottery trend charts, with a pencil and a half-cold cup of tea beside him.

"dad."

Lu Jianguo didn't even look up: "Yeah, I'm back."

Where is my mom?

"kitchen."

Lu Yang changed into slippers and walked towards the kitchen. Before he even entered, he could smell the aroma of braised pork.

His mother, Zhou Huifang, was wearing an apron, and several dishes were laid out on the stove.

"mom."

Zhou Huifang turned her head and saw him, almost dropping the spatula in her hand:

"Xiaoyang? Why are you back? You didn't even call Mom beforehand!"

"It was a last-minute decision."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"without."

"Then hurry up and wash your hands, we'll be able to eat right away."

After washing his hands, Lu Yang leaned against the kitchen door frame and stared at it for a while.

His mother is forty-seven years old this year. Her hair has been dyed, but the roots have already grown out and turned white. The skin on her hands is rough, and her knuckles are somewhat deformed, which are the result of years of working in a clothing factory.

He had made up his mind. Now that he had money, he couldn't let his parents work so hard anymore.