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The next morning.

The military training assembly call at Tsinghua University is posted on screens across the entire campus right on time.

Without exception, all freshmen were required to get up and assemble.

Yesterday's scorching sun has left everyone with psychological trauma.

But there's no way around it; the rules are what they are, so we have to bite the bullet and go for it.

As Wang Hao and his two companions left, they were still muttering to themselves.

It's nothing more than being afraid of the sun, being tired, and the instructors putting in extra physical training.

This is the uniform state of freshmen military training: everyone is passively imprisoned.

The entire dormitory building instantly became deserted.

Zhang Yifan was the only person left on the entire floor, and even in the entire building.

Others have their time, freedom, and all spare time locked away by military training.

For Zhang Yifan, this was a rare golden window of opportunity.

Everyone's attention on campus was completely drawn to the military training.

No one will pay attention to what's going on outside the school.

No one would have thought that a freshman, ignoring military training, awards, and networking, would turn around and start a business in the capital market.

For ordinary people, the start of university is all about fitting in and performing well.

Zhang Yifan's university life started outside the typical campus setting.

Without wasting a second, he unlocked his phone and dialed Tian Jun's number.

The call was connected quickly.

Tian Jun's voice was as steady as ever, revealing little emotion.

"Yifan, what's up, calling me so early?"

Zhang Yifan cut to the chase without any preamble or preamble.

"Mr. Tian, ​​I'm planning to register an independent investment company in Beijing."

It primarily focuses on angel round financing for early-stage startups.

Could you help me connect with a compliant venue and all the necessary resources?

Tian Jun on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds.

It wasn't awkwardness, it was pure shock.

A freshman in college, now working at an investment company.

This move is considered a game-changer even within the broader university student community.

While others were still anxious about academic credits, he had already begun to lay out his plans for capital gains.

But he was also quite surprised.

During their previous conversation, Zhang Yifan made it clear that the priority for students to focus on their studies upon enrollment, and there was no rush to expand their business.

It's only been a few days since school started, and they've already changed the script.

When normal people go to school, they adapt to the environment, get to know their classmates, and build good relationships with teachers and students.

Zhang Yifan's actions never follow the rules.

However, Tian Jun has been in the business world for many years and has an extremely keen sense of smell.

He instantly realized that this was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

It's highly likely that they've seized another cutting-edge opportunity that ordinary people can't see, or they've anticipated some insider opportunity.

His superior business acumen allowed him to suppress all his curiosity.

He never inquired about Zhang Yifan's plans.

Following the other party's rhythm will never be a loss; this is the optimal solution he has summarized.

Suppressing his surprise, Tian Jun immediately offered the best solution.

"Coincidentally, there are vacant fully furnished offices on the top floor of our Rice Science and Technology Park."

With all the necessary qualifications, business registration, legal affairs, and tax matters can all be handled through the park's green channel, so you don't have to run around there yourself.

The process was completed extremely quickly, with virtually no backlog or queues.

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"Moreover, I can directly connect you with a mature operations and management team."

You only need to focus on making core decisions, while we handle all the daily affairs.

You don't need to recruit from scratch, integrate the team, or build the system; it saves you 90% of the trouble.

Zhang Yifan responded immediately.

"Okay, we'll do it your way. Thank you so much, Mr. Tian!"

"What trouble or not, we're family, no need for formalities."

Zhang Yifan knew perfectly well that this deal was a sure-fire way to make money.

Building a company from scratch is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and prone to pitfalls.

Tian Jun's resources are among the top tier in the entire venture capital circle in Beijing.

More importantly, Zhang Yifan himself is a shareholder of the rice group.

We are a community bound by shared interests; there is no backstabbing or scheming involved.

If you have top-notch readily available resources but insist on creating your own, then you're simply out of your mind.

In addition, the system has consistently encouraged entrepreneurship and the expansion of personal business empires.

In line with the system's consistent approach, once a new company is officially established, it will most likely trigger exclusive startup rewards.

Whether you're looking for short-term gains or long-term profits, this step guarantees a profit.

The two communicated efficiently throughout the entire process, without exchanging a single unnecessary word.

From site selection and qualification processing to team management, everything was implemented quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifan glanced at the calendar and time on his phone.

The time is just right.

He made plans with Shen Zhiyi yesterday to go out on a date today.

While others were undergoing military training or going to jail, he was going on dates to relax and, incidentally, laying the groundwork for future investments.

The disparity between universities is already evident from the very first day of school.

After quickly tidying up, Zhang Yifan went straight to the girls' dormitory building.

Shen Zhiyi came out not long after.

The two didn't need much small talk; their tacit understanding was already ingrained in their very being.

They walked out of the school gate together and hailed a ride-sharing car.

The car sped away, completely escaping the hellish military training on campus.

……

A few minutes later, several figures rushed to the school gate.

The person who arrived was Basil.

He felt so frustrated yesterday on the playground; he held it in all night.

What he found most unacceptable was not that he had lost face in public.

Zhang Yifan and Shen Zhiyi remained completely detached throughout, acting as if it were none of their business.

That attitude of not caring, ignoring, and completely disregarding him is what really triggers his stubborn nature.

He came here specifically for one purpose.

I ran into Shen Zhiyi by chance.

Even if it's just a brief encounter, he wants to break the state where the two of them are completely ignoring him.

Basil was accompanied by a junior member of the student council.

The younger brother jogged over to catch up, a hint of helplessness on his face.

"President, it's too late."

Basil paused, her eyes instantly turning cold.

"What do you mean?"

The younger brother quickly explained, not daring to hide anything.

"I've been keeping watch at the entrance of the girls' dormitory."

Shen Zhiyi and Zhang Yifan had only been out for a short while when they took a taxi and left.

I messaged you immediately, but it was still a few minutes too late.

Just a few minutes...

A nameless fire instantly surged in Basil's chest.

I missed the opportunity to press yesterday, and I missed the chance to meet someone today.

Two perfect misses in a row, it's simply outrageous.

He has a very high opinion of himself, and his family background, education, abilities, and social circle are all top-notch.

At school, he was always the center of attention.

Only with Shen Zhiyi did he repeatedly run into obstacles and fail.

They couldn't even see the other person's face.

This sense of powerlessness caused his possessiveness to completely spiral out of control.

Basil stood at the school gate, his face frighteningly gloomy.

The younger brother stood aside, not daring to utter a sound.

He knew the student council president's personality all too well: if you went along with him, everything would be fine; if you went against him, he would explode.

Basil's obsessive thoughts grew wildly.

They always avoid me.

He always traveled with Zhang Yifan.

Row!

Woman, you've truly captured my attention!

Originally, he simply disliked Zhang Yifan and wanted to regain his dignity.

It's different now.

The repeated failures had thoroughly ignited his competitive spirit and obsession.

Basil suppressed the anger in her heart and snorted coldly.

"Let's go back."

Not wanting to lose face in front of his younger brother, he forced himself to turn around and prepare to return to the playground.

But as soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Under the shade of a tree on the side of the school gate, stood a girl in military training uniform.

Basil stopped in her tracks instinctively.

He vaguely remembered this face...