On the last day before the New Year, Jingcheng, already showing signs of becoming an international metropolis, was bustling with activity.
Jingcheng's registered population had already surpassed ten million, so even with more than 2.5 million migrant workers gone, over ten million people were still enough to make the city lively. Besides, not all two million-plus of them had returned to their hometowns at this time.
For children, it was an annual grand event. For the elderly, it was a reunion that might only come once a year. But for the men who bore the main burden of supporting their families, the New Year was just that one day. Tough it out, and it would pass. No big deal.
Wang Yan drove at an unhurried pace. "You know, this is the first time I've wandered around Jingcheng like this since I started college."
"I heard from Qianxi that you used to want to wait around tourist spots for fares?"
"Yeah. Then I found a business opportunity and started my own venture, didn't I? I only attended two weeks of classes this past half year. I didn't even go to the final exams."
"You passed them all, right?"
"Barely." Wang Yan nodded with a smile. "Would it make sense for such an outstanding talent as me to fail a major course?"
Wang Ying did not argue. Sitting in the passenger seat with her arms folded, she said, "With your ability, you definitely could have scored far higher than just passing."
"That's what the professors in my department said too, but it doesn't matter. No matter how high my grades are, they still can't compare to launching a magazine after another round of funding."
"You're really going to do it?"
"So you thought I was just bullshitting you?" Wang Yan shook his