Shi Yuan frowned. "Seriously? Who has that much time on their hands?"
"The question now isn't whether it's true. Hey... are you really the president of some entertainment company?" Han Siyuan asked curiously.
Shi Yuan gave an ambiguous answer. "It's just a title. If I actually had to run it, would I have had the energy to study for the graduate entrance exam? I'm just an ordinary, overworked grad student."
Han Siyuan understood. His family only owned two food-processing factories, and even those required both his father and his older brother to pitch in. An entertainment company could only be more complicated. If Shi Yuan really managed a company while attending graduate school, he would have to be superhuman.
"True. If you were capable of founding a company, why would you slog through the graduate entrance exam? So it's a family business with your name attached?"
Shi Yuan considered it. "More or less."
Han Siyuan teased him. "You're a big boss now, either way. Aren't you going to treat me to dinner tonight?"
"Not tonight. I'm going to see my partner this afternoon. I'll treat you another day."
"It's a deal, then."
They walked into the lecture hall, chatting and laughing. Their first class that day was taught by their adviser. There were barely any people there-mostly just the three of them, all first-year graduate students, showing up to support their teacher. There was also a lovey-dovey couple in the back row, feeding each other breakfast.
Yes, besides Shi Yuan and Han Siyuan, there was a third guy. Their adviser had accepted three students that year. How to describe this third one? He simply didn't fit in with the other two. Since the semester began, they could count the number of times they had spoken on one hand.
This classmate,