Upon hearing that the other party actually wanted to challenge him to a contest of wealth, Young Master Chen burst into laughter.
He assumed he had driven Xia Wenbin to desperation, forcing the latter to put up a front to save face.
As Young Master Chen, after all, he had never once lost a money-waving contest at Jiangzhou University.
Without a second thought, Young Master Chen sneered at Xia Wenbin:
"A poor loser like you wants to compete with me in wealth? Are you out of your mind and looking for a death wish? Hahaha..."
Seeing their boss laugh, the group of lackies behind him immediately joined in with wild, derisive laughter.
Young Master Chen had always loathed Xia Wenbin, but since he couldn't beat him in a fight, he had never found an outlet for his frustration.
Yet Xia Wenbin was now voluntarily challenging him to a wealth contest. In that case, he would simply let the fellow witness what the world of the wealthy truly looked like!
"How do you plan to compete? Don't give me any nonsense about waiting until you graduate from college or start working! If you've got the guts, let's settle the winner today. The winner stays by Lin Yanran's side, and the loser gets the hell out of the cafeteria on his own."
Xia Wenbin was more than eager for Young Master Chen to agree so that he could slap his face and harvest another wave of Emotion Points.
Being with Lin Yanran right now meant that any Points they harvested simultaneously were doubled. Only a fool would pass up the chance to farm extra Points!
"Fine! Let's keep it straightforward. Since the stake involves Lin Yanran, how about we both transfer money to her? We'll see whose transfer is larger, and whoever transfers more wins! What do you say, Young Master Chen?"
With that, Xia Wenbin took out his phone and waved it at Young Master Chen.
Completely confident in himself—refusing to believe that a poor student like Xia Wenbin could possibly be wealthier than him, the son of a tycoon—Young Master Chen readily agreed.
"Alright, it's a deal!" he declared, pulling out his own phone as well.
Lin Yanran was still caught up in the baffling things Xia Wenbin had just said.
Yet not only was he refusing to leave, but he had actually agreed to Young Master Chen's bet—and what made her even angrier was that he had used her as the stake.
Furious, she marched right up behind Xia Wenbin and gave him a hard pinch on the waist.
Then, glaring at the two of them with utter indignation, she snapped: "What does your bet have to do with me? I don't agree! If you two want to play, play by yourselves! Count me out."
With that, Lin Yanran turned to leave.
Instead, she was once again yanked back by Xia Wenbin, who leaned in and murmured softly in her ear:
"Little dummy, I already told you I am a God-tier Tycoon. Just play along and watch how I slap his face in a moment."
Left blushing all over by his intimate gesture, Lin Yanran caught sight of Xia Wenbin's calm and confident expression and could only stand there mutely, watching.
Next, Xia Wenbin asked Lin Yanran for her mobile banking account details and turned back to Young Master Chen.
"Young Master Chen, did you catch the account number? Once you're ready, let's begin!"
In truth, ever since the moment Xia Wenbin decided to provoke Young Master Chen into a wealth contest, he had already covertly checked his System interface.
Host: Xia Wenbin
Race: Human (Earth Star)
Physique: 16 (Mediocre)
Spirit: 25 (Smarter than average)
Points: 5020
Bound Tool: Lin Yanran
Functions/Skills/Items: Loving Embrace
Comprehensive Combat Power Evaluation: "Quick-witted Campus God-tier Tycoon"
That's right! His System currently held 5020 Points, and they were still continuously growing.
Of course, all of this was thanks to Lin Yanran, his Bound Tool. Without her by his side, where would he get his double bonuses and Emotion Points?
This time, Xia Wenbin was going to use the money the campus belle had helped him earn to ruthlessly slap Young Master Chen across the face, venting the anger for both Lin Yanran and himself.
Without hesitation, he spent 200 Points to exchange for 200 million yuan directly into his mobile banking account. If that wasn't enough, he could always exchange for more later.
"Hmph, a pauper, and you dare compete with me in wealth! Hahaha... I'll transfer 1 million to Yanran first."
No sooner had Young Master Chen spoken than a notification popped up on Lin Yanran's phone: "1 million yuan has been deposited into your mobile banking account."
"Is that so? Then I'll transfer 1.01 million, exactly ten thousand more than you, hahaha..." As soon as Xia Wenbin finished speaking with a flick of his finger, a deposit alert rang out on Lin Yanran's phone as well.
At that exact moment, both Lin Yanran and Young Master Chen realized something was wrong. Xia Wenbin actually had money? And not just a little—he casually threw out over a million right off the bat.
This not only stunned the two of them, but also thoroughly shocked the crowd of watching students and Xu Jing's group of four.
Was Xia Wenbin really that rich? If he had money, why would he wear cheap clothes? Why couldn't he afford new shoes? Why did he only order porridge and fried rice for dinner? Young Master Chen refused to believe it, and the others believed it even less! Yet, reality had unfolded right before their eyes.
The only one at the scene who had consistently believed in him was Lin Yanran, because she felt that Xia Wenbin would never lie to her. Seeing that he genuinely had money, the boulder pressing down on her heart finally lifted.
Yet Young Master Chen still refused to believe that Xia Wenbin could be wealthier than the son of Jiangzhou's richest man, so he immediately pressed on without a second thought:
"I'll transfer another 2 million! I don't believe your family can be richer than mine. I advise you to give up early and save the money your parents gave you for a house and a bride so you can actually find a wife later on!"
Xia Wenbin thought to himself, *We've barely even started.* He had exchanged for a whopping 200 million yuan, after all; what was the point of endlessly dragging it out by raising it a mere million at a time? So he directly retorted:
"Of course the money for a house and a bride goes to my future wife. What difference does it make who I transfer it to? I'm willing to transfer it to Lin Yanran. This time, I'm transferring 5 million. What about you, Young Master Chen?"
Hearing Xia Wenbin declare that his money was meant for his future wife—and that he was specifically willing to transfer it to her—Lin Yanran felt her heart skip a beat.
Wasn't this an indirect way of asking her to be his future wife?
In an instant, her face flushed crimson once more, and her heart fluttered wildly like a startled fawn.
Young Master Chen was equally startled by Xia Wenbin's sudden price hike!
It wasn't that he lacked the money, but he couldn't figure out where Xia Wenbin was getting it. Could it really be the betrothal money his parents left him for a house and marriage?
At that thought, he smiled. An ordinary person buying a house and getting married would spend at most five or six million. Xia Wenbin must be at his absolute wits' end by now, whereas he was only just getting started! So he hastily shouted out:
"I'll transfer 7 million! Heheh, I refuse to believe you still have cash left."
Ignoring him entirely, Xia Wenbin shot right back:
"I'll transfer 10 million. Young Master Chen, I advise you to quit while you're ahead. Don't blow all your pocket money and run back home crying to your daddy."
And so, the two of them began escalating their bids, the numbers growing wilder and wilder, while the onlookers could only watch their worldview shatter amidst wave after wave of shock.
Young Master Chen: "12 million!"
Xia Wenbin: "15 million!"
Young Master Chen: "18 million!"
Xia Wenbin: "20 million!"
……
After another round of fierce bidding:
"I'll transfer 50 million! I don't believe a punk like you can possibly outspend me!"
Young Master Chen truly hadn't expected that someone who looked as pitifully poor as Xia Wenbin could casually pull out tens of millions. If not for the fact that he could lean on his father being the chairman of Chen Group, he would have been genuinely panicked.
Fortunately, he had just mentioned to his dad that he was pursuing Lin Yanran and managed to get him to transfer 20 million; otherwise, no matter how rich he was, it would be impossible to fork over so much cash all at once.
Xia Wenbin leisurely picked up his phone. In the eyes of everyone around him, this behavior meant he had finally reached his limit, which was why he was dragging out time to buy himself a way out.
In reality, however, Xia Wenbin was simply getting sleepy from all the shouting. He had eaten a lot earlier—porridge, fried rice, plus whatever the campus belle had treated him to. Eating too much always made one drowsy, combined with such a boring bidding game.
Xia Wenbin was tired of playing anyway, and since it was getting dark and the students would soon need to attend evening self-study, it was time to harvest one last wave of Emotion Points to wrap things up.
"I never expected Young Master Chen's bottom line to be so pathetic! Well then, I won't waste everyone's precious time anymore. Let's finish up early and head back to rest. I'm going to transfer 100 million to Yanran. Let's see if you've got the guts to match that, Young Master Chen."
With that, Xia Wenbin dropped his lazy demeanor, stood up, and flashed a single finger at Young Master Chen with a look of utter disdain.
Stunned into retreating two steps before regaining his footing, Young Master Chen stared at Xia Wenbin with an expression of sheer disbelief, before sneering:
"Impossible! How could you possibly have 100 million? I don't believe it—even I can't pull out that much cash. Hahaha... You're just putting on a front! Otherwise, why didn't we hear any notification sound from a phone?"
Just as the crowd began to murmur in doubt alongside Young Master Chen, a sharp notification tone rang out: "Your bank card has received a deposit of 100 million yuan."
In a single instant, the entire cafeteria fell dead silent. Neither the surrounding onlookers nor Young Master Chen himself could believe that someone like Xia Wenbin could casually produce a colossal sum of 100 million!
A surge of envy and jealousy instantly flooded every single heart in the room, while a few female students found themselves unable to suppress their racing pulses. They just adored men with money, especially God-tier Tycoons like Xia Wenbin who would casually drop 100 million on someone just like that.