Du Shaokai from the School of Computer Science and Technology, class of '16, was quite popular during his college days.
He was handsome, drove a sedan, was outgoing, and spent money lavishly.
He knew Qiu Yu and Wang Ning from the student council in the same school, and their relationship was quite good.
However, after graduation, they barely kept in touch, limiting their interactions to occasionally liking each other's posts on social media.
But for Du Shaokai, who was currently in dire straits, this was a lifesaver.
These rich second-generation fools didn't care about him, but a few capable alumni had helped him break free.
Du Shaokai heavily set down his glass, quickly stood up, and walked over with a smile on his face.
He clapped Wang Ning on the shoulder and chuckled, "Not bad, Wang Ning. You're doing pretty well now, aren't you? That POLO shirt and the little watch make you look quite the successful man."
Wang Ning lifted his eyebrows proudly, "Not too bad."
