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Gu Chen nodded.

Gao Haiyang immediately fell silent. He gave Gu Chen a thumbs-up. "You're fucking amazing!"

Gu Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth, forcing a smile.

Gao Haiyang wanted to laugh, but felt a little embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, he asked Gu Chen, "So when will you finish that paper?"

Gu Chen said, "Eight thousand words. I have to hand it in before class next week."

Gao Haiyang couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

After he was done laughing, he looked at Gu Chen as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Gu Chen asked expressionlessly, "What is it?"

Gao Haiyang said, "So... you won't be drawing mind maps for Tax Law and Economic Law this week, right?"

An eight-thousand-word paper in one week—Gao Haiyang didn't think Gu Chen would have the energy for anything else. It was just a little regrettable—Gu Chen's mind maps were genuinely excellent. Everyone in their dorm used Gu Chen's mind maps to review, but there were just too few of them.

Gu Chen answered very frankly, "I will."

The reason he had chosen Tiansui Capital's investment project as his paper's case study was precisely because he didn't want it to delay his studying of Tax Law and Economic Law.

Gao Haiyang's eyes lit up. "Then can I still photocopy your mind maps?"

Gu Chen nodded. "Sure."

After a pause, Gu Chen added, "But I might draw them a little more slowly this week."

"That's no problem. We're not in a hurry anyway." Gao Haiyang thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Well, the people in my dorm saw the mind maps you drew too. They thought they were really good and want to use them as review materials..."

Gao Haiyang looked at Gu Chen cautiously. "Is that okay?"

"Sure!" Gu Chen was a little baffled. He didn't understand why Gao Haiyang had to specifically ask his permission over something so trivial. Hadn't he already agreed to let Gao Haiyang photocopy the mind maps?

"Great! I'll thank you on behalf of my roommates first." Gao Haiyang grinned and said to Gu Chen, "If you run into any problems while writing your paper, you can tell me. I'm a senior, after all, and I've written papers a few times. I can definitely help you."

"Okay." Gu Chen nodded, not standing on ceremony. "If I need anything, I'll come to you."

Gao Haiyang took out his phone. "Then let's add each other on WeChat. It'll be easier to keep in touch."

"Okay." Gu Chen took out his phone, opened his QR code, and handed it over.

Gao Haiyang's WeChat name was A Vast Ocean, and his profile picture was a vast expanse of sea. Gu Chen's WeChat name was simply his real name, and his profile picture was the system's default gray avatar.

"So your name is Gu Chen." Gao Haiyang casually opened Gu Chen's Moments and found that Gu Chen hadn't posted a single thing. He immediately voiced the same soul-searching question as Zhou Xiaoting: "Why is there nothing in your Moments? You didn't block me, did you?"

"I've never posted anything on Moments."

Gao Haiyang secretly clicked his tongue. He couldn't believe there were actually people in this world who could resist posting on Moments.

"What time do you usually come to the common room?" Gao Haiyang was coveting Gu Chen's mind maps and truly didn't want to keep failing to catch him every day.

"From nine to eleven-thirty at night, and from four to six-thirty in the morning."

Gao Haiyang said, "Then I'll wait for you in the common room at nine tomorrow night."

Gu Chen glanced at Gao Haiyang. "Why are you waiting for me?"

Gao Haiyang choked, then paused before saying, "For your mind maps."

Oh!

Gu Chen blinked expressionlessly.

Over the next week, Gu Chen worked on his paper while drawing mind maps. From time to time, he cooperated with the plot to go through the motions, then introduced available properties to several presidents in the WeChat group. His days were fairly fulfilling.

By Saturday, Gu Chen had arrived at the sales office early. He had already discussed things with several presidents from President Sun's group. President Yao, the one who sold diapers, was planning to buy a 350-square-meter large apartment as a wedding home for his son. The main reason was that he had his eye on the area's location in two school districts.

President Yao arrived with his family of three. Before coming, he had even called Gu Chen and asked him to meet them at the entrance.

Gu Chen waited at the entrance for twenty minutes before President Yao's car finally arrived. As soon as he got out, he patted Gu Chen on the shoulder. "Sorry, little brother. I didn't expect the traffic to be this bad even on a weekend. You've been waiting a long time."

Before Gu Chen could say anything, someone in the car snorted coldly. "Isn't he just someone who sells apartments? Since he wants to make money off our family, what's wrong with making him wait a little longer?"

"This kid!" President Yao turned around and scolded his son. "Is that any way to talk? You don't know shit!"

"You always say that poor kids grow up early. Our family isn't poor, so why do I need to be so sensible?" President Yao's son got out of the car and gave Gu Chen a crooked once-over. "You're the top student from A University my dad keeps talking about? You don't seem like much!"

"You scored seven hundred on the college entrance exam, yet you're still here selling apartments!"

Gu Chen merely smiled without saying anything. President Yao's wife embarrassedly gave her son a light punch and said to Gu Chen, "Don't mind him, young man. We've spoiled him rotten. He's not a bad person, really."

"Student Yao just has a straightforward personality." Gu Chen said, then asked President Yao, "President Yao, shall we go to the sales office first, or go straight to see the apartment?"

"Let's go straight there!" President Yao gestured for Gu Chen to get in the car. "The 350-square-meter large apartment we discussed before—I think it's pretty good."

Gu Chen sat in the front passenger seat and had the driver take them to Building B. He led the Yao family of three up to the eighteenth floor. The moment the elevator doors opened, President Yao and his wife fell for the apartment. The layout was good, the lighting was good, and the view was good. Aside from the slightly high price, they were satisfied with everything.

Only Yao Yuan was unimpressed. "It's just average! I don't see what's so great about it. It's not even as pretty as the big villas in Clearwater Garden."

"Silly child, Clearwater Garden is so remote! When you graduate and start working, and when your children go to school, how could you live somewhere so far away? It wouldn't be convenient." President Yao's wife persuaded him, "If you buy this apartment, then once it's renovated, you can move out and live here while you're still in college. Didn't you say before that you don't like living in a dorm? You said dorms are so small, with four people crammed into one room?"