Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 610: What Do You Think You Are?

Chapter 610: Chapter 610: What Do You Think You Are?

As the top university in the country, Minghua University is the dream school for almost every student.

Zhuang Lan’s eyes practically shone when they rested on Jiang Jingze; if Jun Feifei had seen that look, she would surely have been heartbroken.

The girls were even more intense, their gazes glued to Jiang Jingze as if they couldn’t be torn away.

In key provincial schools like Lingguang No.1 Middle School, the number of students who could get into a top-tier university like Minghua each year wouldn’t exceed the count of one hand.

Being handsome was one thing, but he was also a top student.

Zhou Xitong stared at Jiang Jingze with a fiery intensity, as if she wanted to melt him with her gaze.

Yue Qingqing couldn’t help but frown.

Sun Tianyu hadn’t expected someone to undermine him immediately, which made it even harder to save face.

"What’s the use of being book-smart? It’s just to show off in school. Once you’re out, you’re just another salaryman."

Since the economic reforms, the trend of going into business has swept through China.

Many people started from scratch, seizing the opportunity to make a fortune, which promptly fattened their wallets.

Those who stayed within the system could only look on with envy.

A few years ago, there was even a popular saying: "Making missiles is less profitable than selling tea eggs; wielding a scalpel is less lucrative than a barber’s scissors."

It referred exactly to this phenomenon.

Many parents even thought that learning was useless and that it was better for their children to drop out of school and look for other opportunities.

A few years back, a newspaper conducted a survey about the least favored professions for matchmaking.

Unexpectedly, the least favored turned out to be teachers, who educate the next generation.

While many people respected this profession, they thought it was too busy, too tiring, and didn’t pay well, so when it came to relationships, one might as well forget it.

Of course, the situation has improved in recent years, like the salaries of teachers at Lingguang No.1 Middle School are quite good now.

Income for intellectuals has gradually increased, but the old impression still lingers in the minds of many.

Sun Tianyu looked at Jiang Jingze with disfavor, wishing to attack him from all angles and devalue him to nothing.

Since he couldn’t insult him over academic credentials, he shifted to discussing financial prospects.

"What’s so great about Minghua University? My father has several university graduates working under him, and aren’t they still working for our family?"

However, Zhuang Lan wouldn’t allow anyone to insult his idol, and gave Sun Tianyu a cold glance.

"Get your illness treated early."

Sun Tianyu got furious, "What did you say?"

Zhuang Lan might usually be cool and distant, but he was very loyal to his friends.

He had been the class monitor and didn’t know what had happened; he had just discovered that Zhou Xitong and Sun Tianyu had been stirring up trouble.

Therefore, he also harbored thoughts of avenging Yue Qingqing.

"Ever heard of the name Jiang Chengren?"

Sun Tianyu didn’t react immediately, but someone nearby exclaimed in surprise.

"I know, isn’t that the God of Wealth? My dad always talks about him at home. Clothing, food, housing, and travel, these four areas are the most profitable. Jiang Chengren’s hotels and restaurants are all over the country, his fortune is already beyond measure."

Now that everyone had a full wallet, when they went out traveling, they looked for hotels and restaurants under Jiang Chengren’s brand.

His hotels were typically located in the most bustling and valuable sections of the city, just the land itself was worth a fortune.

Not to mention the chain of restaurants and upscale dining establishments.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Sun Tianyu’s heart.

His gaze abruptly fell on the watch Jiang Jingze was wearing, his pupils constricting.

He knew the value of that watch; even his father had wanted to buy one and couldn’t bring himself to spend the money.

Previously, he didn’t even want to look directly at him, but upon a closer inspection, he realized that from head to toe, there was nothing Jiang Jingze wore that was cheap.

Sun Tianyu almost felt the urge to flee and stop listening.

But Zhuang Lan’s words had already landed.

"Senior Jiang is the only son of the God of Wealth!"

The crowd was stunned, and their looks towards Jiang Jingze changed several times. At that moment, they saw him as if he was adorned with a shining halo.

Glittering intensely, they could hardly look directly at him.

Jiang Jingze fixed his eyes on Sun Feiyu and said each word distinctly, "What are you worth to deserve another glance from my Qingqing?"