A few days later, a dark gray Audi A8 L stopped outside Gotham University.
Understated luxury with substance.
As Chen Mo opened the door and got out, someone rode past on a bicycle.
The cyclist glanced at the W12 badge on the back, then at Alfred adjusting Chen Mo's collar, and his handlebars swerved.
"Call me after school, Master Chen Mo. You too, Miss Gordon."
Barbara took her bag and thanked Alfred. Once the car had driven away, she casually guided Chen Mo a couple of steps through the gates and pointed at two buildings inside.
"Decided what to call them? Chen Mo Building? Peter Building and Parker Building? Or Spider Building and Bat Building?"
Chen Mo followed her finger.
The buildings were big. There were two of them, and both were big.
"I get to name these? Seriously?"
"Nope. I'm kidding."
Barbara shoved a campus map into his hands. "But Bruce really did donate these two buildings. Wayne Enterprises has a seat on the board of trustees, and you got in with a recommendation from Bruce Wayne, commuting, majoring in art. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can't even imagine how good you're going to have it in college, Young Master Chen ❤."
Chen Mo looked down at the map, then back up at the buildings, finally understanding what that Bat had been smiling about.
He had still been wondering how to replace his birth certificate, while the man had this kind of relationship with the university.
Fucking capitalism.
It felt so good.
"Ahem, you don't have to call me young master..." Chen Mo rubbed his nose, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from rising.
That was capitalism for you. How was a kid from a socialist country supposed to know a recommendation letter could get you wherever you