1994: From a young man from a small town to a second-generation resident of Shanghai

Fudan University.

Reporter Jiang Tao asked everyone he met in the School of Economics and Management, "Where are the first-year classes in the Economics and Management department located?"

After making several inquiries, they finally arrived at the class where Chen Yong usually taught, but when they asked Zhang Xiting, the class's Youth League secretary, they were told that Chen Yong was not there at the moment.

The Youth League branch secretary didn't reveal Chen Yong's existence to the reporter; he never attends classes.

"The class monitor has already been targeted by reporters, why?" Ye Linghuan asked, leaning closer.

"I don't know," Zhang Xiting replied coolly. Her relationship with Ye Linghuan wasn't close enough for them to chat casually.

Besides, she hadn't seen the class monitor for a week. After the National Day gala, there wasn't anything particularly important going on in the class, and she was handling most of the smaller matters.

If we want to meet this important class monitor, we'll probably have to wait until the next New Year's Eve party.

Jiang Tao inquired for a long time before finally finding Chen Yong, and he even found him through a teacher.

Chen Yong actually became a teacher at their college?

Upon hearing this news, Jiang Tao began to question the meaning of life.

This kid must only be a freshman, how did he become a teacher at a prestigious university?

Where did he get his power? From his aunt.

Jiang Tao's main job is not as a reporter, but as a private investigator who makes money by gathering information for wealthy people.

Today he could be a journalist, tomorrow he could be a civil servant, a member of the disciplinary committee, or even a police officer.

He can switch as long as he can get useful information.

He had already figured out how to get information out of Chen Yong, and he even carried recording equipment with him.

If he could get some useful information from Chen Yong, he could make a fortune and live a carefree life for several years.

When Jiang Tao met Chen Yong in the new teaching building, Chen Yong was indeed there, and even had his own private office.

Chen Yong's job is quite easy, but his income is not low.

To avoid attracting envy, he also had to put on a show here, sitting in the office studying, preparing lessons, or even discussing topics with others.

In reality, he was scheming about how to take advantage of the information Bai Susu had given him about the unfinished buildings in the XH district, where schools and subways were about to be built nearby. He figured that once the news got out, those unfinished buildings would definitely become hot commodities.

He has to earn this money; it's easy and quick.

I've been making some plans over the past few days. The process is very simple: first, register a shell company; then, acquire those unfinished buildings; and then, once the news is out, wait for big investors to come and take over the unfinished buildings.

It's like the money just passed through his hands, but the money earned is in the tens of millions.

In his past life, he looked down on second-generation rich kids who made money from insider information. They had no ability whatsoever, but they made money faster than others who struggled to start their own businesses. But when he actually encountered such an easy money-making opportunity, he instantly thought, "Wow, this is really tempting!"

After completing the plan, Chen Yong intended to take Xiao Hong with him to conduct an on-site inspection of the unfinished building and take it over from the original developer.

Calling Xiao Hong along was also to give him some face. Xiao Hong's current status is equivalent to his full-time secretary. In the academy, she can ignore everyone else's words, but she must listen to Chen Yong.

A beautiful woman is always a symbol of a man's strength.

Just as he was about to go out, there was a knock on his door.

"Please come in."

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Chen Yong? I'm Jiang Yong, a reporter from the Shanghai Daily. I'd like to conduct an interview with you. Is this a convenient time for you?"

"Interview me? Why?" Chen Yong hadn't been notified. Did he already have this kind of fame?

If a reporter were to conduct an interview, the college would probably notify him in advance.

"That's right. You're so young, yet you're already a teacher. Our newspaper is currently doing a series of interviews on outstanding young people, and you're fortunate to be our first guest."

Jiang Tao even pulled out his press card to gain Chen Yong's trust.

Chen Yong didn't believe in documents at all; it would be too easy to forge one.

But since this person is here, let's cooperate for now and see what kind of tricks he has up his sleeve.

"I have limited time, so I'll try to be as fast as possible." Chen Yong's attitude towards the reporter was not exactly friendly.

He had no desire for fame; making money quietly was the key to survival.

I was dragged to record a song, but I had no choice. My aunt likes to play, so I could only play along.

As for the recorded songs, they haven't been released yet; they'll probably be shelved until the end of the year.

The end of the year is usually the peak season for song releases, when people pay close attention to them.

"Mr. Chen, I heard you were a freshman in the School of Economics and Management. How did you become a teacher in your school? Is there a story behind it?"

"I cannot disclose the details. You can ask my supervisor; they will provide you with an answer."

Jiang Tao thought to himself, "This young man is really arrogant. He doesn't even respect reporters."

Isn't he afraid that reporters will expose some negative news about him?

Journalists in the 90s were incredibly capable.

With a pen in hand and the only media outlet available, most people wouldn't dare offend a reporter.

Chen Yong is a master of traffic generation. If he is really exposed, it will only benefit him. Even if he becomes famous for being infamous, it's still fame.

If he starts a business in the internet or mobile phone industry, with the support of traffic, he will be invincible.

When Jiang Tao began inquiring about Chen Yong's family situation, it aroused Chen Yong's suspicion.

From asking some trivial questions, to now asking about his family situation, it's like they're checking his household registration.

Are there reporters like that? He'd never seen one before.

Moreover, this guy's professional skills don't seem to be enough; he's just pretending to be very professional.

And the bag he casually carried was even more interesting.

Chen Yonggan assured that there was definitely a recording device inside, which was recording their conversation.

Jiang Tao seems to be someone hired by a wealthy person to gather information about him.

What kind of rich person would care about him?

Chen Yun's current wife!

Chen Yong was just guessing, but he stumbled upon the right answer.

After making a guess, Chen Yong began to act alongside Jiang Tao.

They gave him some false information.

Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information out of Chen Yong today, Jiang Tao realized that his approach today was flawed.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to grant me this interview."

"Don't mention it, this is my business card. Please accept it. If you have any questions in the future, you can call the number on the card."

Chen Yong's politeness prevented Jiang Tao from realizing that he had already been exposed.

Just as Jiang Tao left, Xiao Hong came in. "Mr. Chen, was that a reporter?"

"He is indeed a reporter, but not very professional. Come with me this afternoon."

"Okay." Xiao Hong didn't refuse. Perhaps President Chen wanted it again. This kind of thing happened every now and then. Under Chen Yong's influence, she had become accustomed to having more passion in her life.

However, by afternoon, she had already put on a sexy lace slip dress. Her snow-white skin shone brightly in the sunlight, and her prominent curves could make any man's blood boil. Xiao Hong got into Chen Yong's Mercedes.

"What you're wearing today isn't quite right. Change into this uniform; it's simpler. We're going out on business."

Chen Yong stroked her pretty face, "I'll reward you after we finish the important business."

Xiao Hong's pretty face turned bright red. It turned out that President Chen actually had important business to attend to. It was all her fault for missing him too much these past few days.