In Room 510, Wang Haoran lifted his gaze from his phone and looked out at the night, thick and dark as ink.
Hmm...
Honestly, it was pretty surreal.
If someone had told him when he first enrolled that, within this semester, he would transform from a gloomy male college student crushed by 3D graphics into the owner of a game studio, Wang Haoran would have scoffed at that prediction.
Although many students at prestigious universities had ambitions as lofty as the sky and all sorts of wonderful fantasies about their futures, fantasies were fantasies largely because they were castles in the air. Simply put, they lacked feasibility.
Wang Haoran paid close attention to how difficult something would be to actually pull off. For example, after his college entrance exams, he had originally planned to find a summer job in the food service industry, save some money for university, and buy a few electronics along the way. But after conducting an on-site inspection at a fast-food restaurant in his hometown, he found that the return on working there was far too low, and his stamina probably would not have held up.
So he had temporarily switched to tutoring and grinding game accounts for others...
As for becoming his own boss? No matter what, he would have to finish school first, at least get a master's degree, then enter a company and work like a beast of burden. Once he had built up some savings by his thirties, he could strike out on his own.
All he could say was that, to Su Bai, money truly was just a number. He did not even care about losses; he was purely spending money for fun.
Even so, Wang Haoran felt that he needed to work hard and not screw Brother Bai over. Forget