Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts
Chapter 764 516: Why Aren't You Saying Anything?

The bell for the evening self-study had rung for some time, and when Xu Qingfan returned to Class Sixteen, the homeroom teacher was already standing on the podium.

Xu Qingfan and Xiao Ruawen didn't greet anyone. They bent their waists and quickened their pace to return to their seats from the back door.

Guo Youcai glanced at the two of them, said nothing, and after standing on the podium for a few more minutes, he left the class straight out the front door.

Once the homeroom teacher was gone, the sounds of discussion resumed in the class.

"Did the teacher say anything just now?" Xu Qingfan put the miscellaneous items like his phone and keys from his pocket into the drawer and asked.

"The homeroom teacher just asked how our rehearsal progress was. I told him our class would definitely take first place; if not, Brother Chou Fan would stand on his head to wash his hair," Wu Shichong said with a laugh.

Xu Qingfan ignored his latter sentence, found a test paper, and began catching up on this week's holiday homework.

"That Ruan Wen, I heard from Wu Shichong and Cheng Lang that you are going to Hong Kong next week to record this new song?" Wang Xuan suddenly spoke up.

"Ah... yes." Xiao Ruawen was still feeling dizzy from a moment ago and was startled when someone called her name, "Maybe next week, we'll see when Brother Fan is free."

When she mentioned Xu Qingfan, she discreetly pinched Brother Chou Fan's thigh, but, unfortunately, the guy wore thickened thermal pants, so it didn't affect him at all.

"Brother Fan, were you not saying anything because of outsiders just now? It's all our own people here now, why don't you tell us if you have a team behind you?"

"Indeed, are the songs 'Capital Select C,' 'Misaligned Time,' and the 'Waiting for you to finish class' the class president sang in the broadcasting room last time, really all written by you guys?"

Wu Shichong brought it up, and Lai Chenglang immediately chimed in. Apparently, they considered He Caiting an outsider but not themselves.

Xiao Ruawen sneaked a glance at Xu Qingfan, still upset with him for using reverse psychology on her just now. Even though this era didn't have such terms, she didn't understand them but just felt that Brother Fan was trying to brainwash her!

[Gosh, Brother Fan could write songs in the first grade, what's so strange about different styles!]

For Xiao Ruawen, who was also in the first grade, the idea that her same-age peer Xu Qingfan could write songs didn't seem so bizarre. After all, in cartoons, there were countless prodigious kids more outlandish than Brother Fan.

Just like on "Happy Planet," with the Duomianti, Lianrong Bag, Ice Lemon—weren't they all geniuses who knew everything about the universe and geography?

"Haven't you been using Haowei Cloud? My elders in the family set it up," Xu Qingfan didn't confirm or deny, instead, he said ambiguously.

Mainly, he didn't need titles like "genius" or "musical prodigy" which are troublesome.

"Hiss!"

Four gasp sounds arose in the group. This casual reveal by Xu Qingfan was still too overwhelming for such ordinary people.

"Brother Fan, I have another question." Wu Shichong, as if coming up with something, shivered as he raised his hand.

Xu Qingfan glanced at him and said just one word, "Ask."

"Haowei Duck Necks, Haowei Milk, Good Taste Takeout, and Haowei Cloud—aren't they all your family's?"

Wu Shichong counted to the fourth finger, and Lai Chenglang helped him extend one more, adding, "And Haowei Chicken Fillet."

Xu Qingfan suddenly felt a bit regretful; he hadn't thought it over when he spoke earlier, but the brand "Haowei" was so well-known in the Hong Kong area that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a household name, so it was normal for Wu Shichong to make such connections.

After all, he didn't want to expose his billionaire identity too early; it would make going to school less fun.

"What are you thinking? Haowei Cloud is just delicious clouds. Don't you think it's poetic, like taking a bite out of the clouds in the sky?" Xu Qingfan denied.

"Phew!"

"Good, I was about to think your family is so awesome. I've been consuming Haowei Duck Necks and Haowei Milk Tea since I was a kid. If you told me it was your family business, I'd start doubting if I was dreaming." Wu Shichong patted his chest and let out a long breath.

Xiao Ruawen glared at Brother Liar Fan, pursed her lips, and didn't expose him, looking downward.

[If you dare lie to me, humph~]

Evidently, if he dared to lie to her, this naughty girl would confiscate the tool of the crime.

"No wonder the cloud in the app had a corner missing; it was eaten, huh?" Wang Xuan blinked and smiled.

Xu Qingfan nodded with a smile. Could he really say he just naively imitated Apple's logo?

"Gosh~ It's good you said Haowei Duck Necks and Haowei Milk Tea aren't your family business; otherwise, wouldn't a billionaire be right next to me?" Wu Shichong jokingly said.

"A billion? That's not so much; Haowei Duck Necks only makes about three or four hundred million in pure profit a year, and Haowei Milk Tea about the same. Even with a ten-fold stock value, it would only be six or seven billion." Xu Qingfan earnestly explained.

Nobody questioned how Xu Qingfan knew the financial reports of privately held companies.

Wu Shichong countered, "But there's still Good Taste Takeout. Internet companies are quite valuable, right? That would add up to a billion."

"Uh... that does seem about right." Xu Qingfan nodded quietly.

In all honesty, if they really counted it seriously, both he and Zhang Chunxue's net worth could easily exceed billions.

Firstly, there were stocks they purchased together in the Beautiful Country, recently understood to be over 700 million US Dollars. At a 6.45 exchange rate, that's more than 40 billion.

Secondly, the investment company's investments over the past decade in various projects—practically a Midas touch— with nearly a hundred projects invested and all with a return rate over 1,000%. The current specific valuation is difficult to estimate, but a hundred billion is just the baseline.