91: 91. Fake at first glance

In the background noise of the phone call, the faint sound of whistling wind and distant, muffled train whistles could be heard, as if he was standing on some empty dock or rooftop.

Lu Feng was not surprised by his call; it wasn't so much the million-dollar annual salary that attracted him, but rather that he had pushed himself to a dead end yet was unwilling to give up, which prompted him to come over.

He looked at the bustling campus entrance in the distance and said calmly, "Okay, eight o'clock tonight, B-section of the underground parking lot at Guo Jin Building. Yu Tianxiong will bring you to see me."

"Understood."

Tian Peng was concise, then paused and added, "Thank you for the… macarons."

The call was immediately hung up. Lu Feng smiled; it seemed that box of desserts had a better effect than he imagined.

"Old Lu, what's with the eight o'clock? Are you going on a date tonight?!" Zhang Wenfa, who was driving, exclaimed in surprise.

The wind was very strong just now, so he hadn't heard clearly, but he narrowed his eyes warily and said, "I don't care, Old Lu, let's get this straight: Lin Wanqiu is a perfect match for me, she's mine, and you can't try any dirty tricks."

"Rest assured," Lu Feng said, finding it both funny and exasperating. This rich second-generation heir clearly treated dating like a territorial game.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenfa nodded in satisfaction and continued to excitedly debrief with Gao Liang and Zhao Lishan about their recent successes, analyzing which girl to chat with first.

Upon arriving at the Jiangcheng University campus, Gao Liang and Zhao Lishan got out to attend class, while Lu Feng followed Zhang Wenfa back to the dorm.

Just as they reached the dorm building, they saw a small truck parked nearby. The driver, seeing Zhang Wenfa, quickly got out and said, "Young Master Zhang, all the furniture has arrived."

Zhang Wenfa nodded, "Then move it in."

Subsequently, the driver and movers began busily transporting all sorts of furniture: large TVs, double-door refrigerators, washing machines, a complete set of e-sports equipment, air conditioners—everything imaginable.

"Oh right, Old Lu, you don't seem to have much stuff. Tell me if you're missing anything; my driver can go buy it later! You helped me show off so much just now, so don't be shy," Zhang Wenfa said, patting Lu Feng on the shoulder.

Lu Feng smiled, "No need, I have everything I need."

Before long, the entire dorm room was filled with various appliances.

Lu Feng took out his phone to inform his parents that he was safe, and also sent them a video showing the dorm's situation.

While chatting, he suddenly received a notification in the psychology department's large group chat: "Freshman meeting at 4 PM later."

Clearly, Zhang Wenfa also received it. The guy immediately sprang from the sofa, humming a tune, and eagerly trotted off to take a shower. Lu Feng couldn't help but laugh; how long had he been holding it in?

Soon after, he emerged from the bathroom, stroking his smooth chin, then changed into trendy clothes, a towel still in his hand for drying his hair, looking very much like he was going on a blind date.

He suddenly thought of something, poked his head into the room where Lu Feng was, and asked, "Oh, by the way, Old Lu, what brand of hair wax do you use?"

Lu Feng shook his head, "I've never used that stuff."

Zhang Wenfa stared at Lu Feng. This guy was 1.78 meters tall, dressed casually. While not devastatingly handsome, he was simply pleasant to look at, especially when he smiled—he was even a sunny, warm-hearted type.

He then looked at himself, covered in flashy brand-name clothes and accessories, hanging like a Christmas tree.

Damn! It's so unfair. My meticulous styling isn't as good as his casual look?

Just then, his eyes seemed to spot something, and he froze, quickly walking over.

"Holy crap, Old Lu, where did you buy this black gold card? The craftsmanship, it's a pretty good fake!!!" He reached out, picked up the black gold card Lu Feng had placed on the corner of the table, examined it repeatedly, and exclaimed in wonder.

"It's alright, someone gave it to me."

Zhang Wenfa didn't doubt it, and said proudly, "I knew it. But this black gold card is too conspicuous and too well-known. It's almost counterproductive for showing off. If you encounter someone knowledgeable like me, it's obviously fake at a glance, which is very embarrassing. So, Old Lu, if you want to show off, my gold card is more suitable—low-key luxury with substance."

Lu Feng didn't believe Yu Tianxiong would give him a fake, but there was no need to explain, so he smiled and said, "That makes sense."

At four in the afternoon, Lu Feng and Zhang Wenfa parted ways, heading towards their respective departments. The campus was bustling with people, each face filled with aspirations for the future.

In such an environment, Lu Feng felt his soul being cleansed.

Upon arriving at the large conference room, it was already packed. The psychology major had a total of two classes, each with about 30 students. Lu Feng was assigned to Class One, but currently, everyone was mixed together, so no one knew which class they belonged to.

The counselor on stage was a young woman who smiled and said, "Welcome everyone to Jiangcheng University. My name is Li Qian, you can call me Teacher Li. I will be with you for the next four years…"

After that, she talked about some school rules and the upcoming military training, while also asking everyone present to stand up and introduce themselves.

When Lu Feng stood up, he immediately attracted the attention of many girls.

In fact, most girls had already noticed him, as the psychology major had a severe gender imbalance, with males making up less than a third. Lu Feng was handsome, with healthy light tan skin and a good physique honed from manual labor. His concise speech, calm eyes, and mature demeanor, unlike a typical student, immediately made him stand out among all the boys.

The girls whispered among themselves.

Lu Feng didn't pay much attention; his mind was currently preoccupied with Tian Peng's matter.

Soon, the class meeting ended, and everyone followed to collect their military training uniforms.

Lu Feng checked the time; it was almost time. He took his belongings back to the dorm, and just as he was about to leave, Zhang Wenfa came in.

"Old Lu, are you free tonight? Let's go have some fun. I'll introduce you to some local rich second-generation heirs."

Lu Feng shook his head, "Next time, I have something on tonight."

"You're not going to a part-time job, are you?" Zhang Wenfa asked suspiciously. From Lu Feng's attire, he could tell that he was a very frugal person, a poor but brilliant student, so it would be normal for him to work part-time.

"Something like that," Lu Feng said, then hurried out.

The campus gates gradually lit up in the twilight. Lu Feng hailed a taxi, and as he told the driver the address, his calm face was reflected in the rearview mirror.

The daytime hustle and bustle of university life were fading; the night, after all, was different….