I'm back in 1990

Chapter 1150: Whose Young Master Is He?

The next day, when Huang Xiaochuan arrived at the office, he handed over An Cheng's matter to Gao Song and issued an authorization letter for Gao Song to handle the relevant matters. Huang Xiaochuan did not plan to see An Cheng again. The current An Cheng was not the An Cheng of the past. Even if he saw him, what difference would it make?

As I said before, you choose your own path, so you can't blame others.

Before they knew it, more than a month had passed, and Huang Zeji hadn't been home for almost a month, which made Yu Xiang feel a little uneasy. After the National Day holiday, he had been staying at school and hadn't come back, but he would call back every two or three days.

"You surnamed Huang, your son hasn't come back for so long, aren't you worried at all!" Huang Xiaochuan was immediately berated by Yu Xiang as soon as he entered the house.

"He already called you, didn't he? He's been busy lately and doesn't want to travel back and forth." Huang Xiaochuan handed his briefcase to the housekeeper.

Seeing the man's nonchalant attitude, Yu Xiang became unhappy. She said, "How can you be so carefree? I can't do that. I'll go to the school to see him tomorrow."

When Huang Xiaochuan saw that Yu Xiang wanted to go see her son, he naturally wouldn't stop her. It's only natural for a mother to worry about her son when he travels far away.

The following evening, Yu Xiang went to Shanghai University. After arriving at Huang Zeji's dormitory building, she made a phone call to him.

At that moment, Huang Zeji was not in his dormitory, but in the computer room running a program.

He was a little surprised to receive a call from his mother: "Mom! You're downstairs in my dorm?"

"You're not in the dorm?"

"I'm in the server room. I have something to do, but it'll be done soon. Could you wait for me a bit?"

"No rush, I'll take this opportunity to look around."

Years of pampered living have greatly changed Yu Xiang. Now, she exudes an air of elegance and nobility in every gesture, and the black Mercedes-Benz S-Class that brought her there further confirms her status as a wealthy woman.

This made many college students curious about her, including several from class 505.

"Old Teng, what model of Mercedes is that?" Gao Yuzhou asked Teng Geli as soon as he returned from outside, while Teng Geli was still curiously looking at the woman and the car downstairs.

Tengger shook his head: "I don't know. I only know it's an S-class, but the model markings seem to have been removed, so I can't tell."

But Song Cheng noticed something different about the car: "Didn't you see the exhaust pipe at the rear?"

Gao Yuzhou scoffed, "Nonsense, this car definitely has an exhaust pipe. How else would it run?"

Song Cheng was speechless: "That's a Mercedes-Benz S600, a luxury car with a 12-cylinder engine, worth several million. Rich people are more low-key, so they deliberately removed the badges, just so people wouldn't know the car is expensive."

That made some sense, and Gao Yuzhou began to believe it: "How did you know?"

Song Cheng went out onto the balcony and asked Gao Yuzhou to look at the back of the car.

"A regular Mercedes-Benz S-Class has dual exhaust pipes, but how many exhaust pipes does this car have?"

"Isn't this one also dual..." Gao Yuzhou paused here, realizing that the car didn't have dual exhaust pipes, but rather four, in pairs, one pair on each side.

Tengger also leaned over and glanced at the rear of the car. After looking at it, he praised Song Cheng, "You're pretty good, kid! You didn't waste your time reading car magazines."

Song Cheng, however, said, "You mean this is the student's parent? I never imagined that a rich kid was hiding right among us."

Gao Yuzhou glanced at the license plate: "Shanghai license plate, it seems this young master is a local."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them fell silent. They all thought of the same person at the same time: the only one who was not in the dormitory. Could it really be him?

However, they were all somewhat skeptical, because Huang Zeji didn't seem like the rich second-generation people described online at all.

He dressed very casually, ate with them in the cafeteria, and wasn't picky about food. He wasn't as flamboyant as some of the rich kids in school, who drove luxury cars in and out of the campus.

Moreover, he didn't even have a driver's license; he was the only one among the four people in class 505 without one.

Gao Yuzhou spoke first: "It's definitely not Xiao Huang. We're together every day. What part of him looks like a young master?"

Tenggerli agreed, saying, "Exactly! If they were truly local rich kids, how could they possibly live on campus?"

This raises another question: who is that wealthy woman downstairs? If she's not a parent, what is she doing there?

Could it be...?

But the answer was revealed just a few minutes later.

Huang Zeji returned on his bicycle and stopped next to the lady who had arrived in a Mercedes. The three people in room 505 even clearly heard him call out "Mom."

There's no need for guessing now, it's confirmed: Huang Zeji is that young master. This guy really kept it a secret!

"mom!"

Yu Xiang hadn't seen her son for almost a month and missed him terribly, only to find that he had become quite thin.

She was a little annoyed: "Did you not eat properly again?"

How could Huang Zeji possibly admit to that? "No! I always eat on time."

At this time, Yu Xiang was 46 years old and had entered menopause, so she started to talk a bit incoherently.

"You too, don't you know our family situation? Going to school is fine, but you have to make yourself so tired. When you graduate, your dad has so many companies, you can just pick one and try it out yourself, why do you have to make things so difficult for yourself?"

In Yu Xiang's view, her son was just wasting his time. His father had such a large family business, which would all eventually belong to him. Now he should focus on his studies, and after graduation, he should choose a company to start from the bottom and gradually accumulate experience so that he can take over his father's business in the future.

But the child just won't listen and insists on doing things his own way. And his unreliable husband is the same; he spoils him rotten, giving him whatever he wants without ever disciplining him. Both his children are like that.

Yu Xiang became increasingly angry as she thought about it.

Huang Zeji knew his mother's temper well, so seeing her like this, he simply stopped talking and listened. By the time she had finished speaking, her anger had subsided.

Yu Xiang continued to berate her son: "I think you've wasted your education. You're like a bookworm. Do you expect me to do everything myself? Can't you just spend some money to hire someone to help you?"

"Hehe!" Huang Zeji chuckled and scratched his head.

"Hehe..." His behavior made even his mother laugh in exasperation.

Despite her scolding, Yu Xiang still felt most sorry for her son, saying, "I transferred some money to your card..."

Before she could finish speaking, Huang Zeji interrupted her: "Mom, I have money..."

Yu Xiang said unhappily, "I know how much money you have. This is what your mother gave you. Listen to me, don't work yourself to death. Hire a few more people to help you. Besides, your university also encourages work-study programs. This way, you can create more job opportunities and help other students. It's a win-win situation."

After saying that, not satisfied, he added, "You, don't just think about your computer all day long, you also need to think about scientific management. You're going to take over your dad's job in the future. Our family doesn't lack research talent, but it lacks management talent, you know?"

Huang Zeji could only obediently reply, "I understand!"

He had no choice but to back down! He didn't want his mother to keep nagging him, especially downstairs in the dormitory.

Just then, Zeng Wentian returned from the cafeteria. His dormitory for international students had to pass by Huang Zeji's dormitory building, so he saw Yu Xiang and Huang Zeji.

At first, he stopped and hesitated, unsure whether he should go up and say hello.

But he soon realized it wasn't necessary, because Yu Xiang got into the car with Huang Zeji and left. As the car passed by him, he glanced into the car and saw that Yu Xiang was sitting upright and not looking at him.

In fact, Yu Xiang didn't see him at all. The roads in the dormitory area were full of students who had just returned from the cafeteria. With people coming and going, it was impossible for Yu Xiang to recognize Zeng Wentian, whom she had hardly ever met, at a glance.