Zhang Fan didn't pay attention to these people, wrapping his arm around Ye Xuan and pushing through the crowd as he headed straight for the school's interior.
Money, for him, had always been a simple matter: having enough was all that mattered.
Moreover, he still had hundreds of millions in his account, and it seemed that up to now, he had barely spent any of it—plus there's his mom's Tianfan Group!
Did he really need to bust his ass selling his image to make this money?
A way to make money without any difficulty was something he looked down on!
"How much meat did you buy?"
"Quite a lot, it's enough for today."
Listening to Zhang Fan and Ye Xuan discussing such mundane topics made the people around them so angry they could burst.
Dammit, they had seen arrogant people before, but never anyone as arrogant as this.
That's hundreds of millions we're talking about, damn it, if you don't want it, give it to me!
Qin Tian stood there stunned, his hair blown about in the wind!
