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Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

Chapter 267 - 208: Youngest in Age, Highest in Status
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Chapter 267: Chapter 208: Youngest in Age, Highest in Status

"Brother Chu, did you get the email? The school is actually holding a welcome dinner!"

After seeing the mother and daughter off, before he had even finished a cigarette, a message came in from Lu Ming.

Lin Chu casually opened his phone’s email app and glanced at it, where he saw the invitation.

At the same time, a call came in from a Peng City number.

"Hello, may I ask if this is Chairman Lin, Lin Chu of the LC Golf Club?"

’Chairman Lin?’

’That’s a rather rare title for me.’

Lin Chu replied nonchalantly, "Speaking."

"Ah, hello, Chairman Lin! My name is Kong Qi, and I’m the counselor for the Peking University Guanghua MBA program. I’m responsible for student communication and course scheduling. I sent you an email regarding the welcome dinner. Please check it when you have a moment."

Kong Qi’s tone was extremely polite and enthusiastic. It didn’t sound like a counselor talking to a student at all; instead, it reminded Lin Chu of a salesperson speaking to a client.

"Alright, I see it. Is there anything else?"

Lin Chu replied with a smile.

’The email was probably sent to a group, and now he’s calling everyone one by one to follow up.’

"Haha, and while I have you, could you please add me on WeChat? My ID is this phone number. I’m setting up a class group chat."

"Okay, no problem."

After finishing the conversation and hanging up, Lin Chu went back to reading the email.

Location: The graduate school’s auditorium.

Time: Starts at 4:00 PM the day after tomorrow.

Lately, there had been a constant stream of news about the start of the school year, and many of the pre-enrollment preparations were already complete.

The MBA classes would be held at Peking University’s graduate school campus in Peng City.

Lin Chu and Lu Ming had enrolled in the full-time, two-year program. The first year was dedicated to coursework, and the second year was a mix of study and practical application.

On the surface... it seemed rather intimidating, like they would have to attend class every day.

However, university courses were notoriously easy to breeze through. He’d managed to game the system as an undergrad, and now that he was President Lin, it would naturally be even less of an issue.

If he really didn’t have time, he could drop out, take a leave of absence, or delay his graduation. All were options.

The university thoughtfully offered an extension period; it just meant paying more tuition each year.

Compared to a four-year undergraduate degree at a public university, an MBA was more like an expensive trip to an amusement park.

As long as you could afford the nearly 500,000 yuan tuition, you could attend. No one cared what you learned or what you missed.

As he was reading the email, another message came from Lu Ming: "Check out Attachment 2, it’s the new student list. Dude, you’re ranked number one, hahaha. Holy shit, that’s insane."

’Huh?’

Lin Chu paused for a second, then quickly looked.

The MBA program had a strong social component. Naturally, appearances came before the person. Each student’s name, gender, age, and "status" were listed in the student directory.

There were sixty people in total.

On the list, Lin Chu was stunned to find his name ranked first.

—Lin Chu, Male, 24, Peng City, Chairman of LC Golf Club and LC Media.

’Er...’

’The MBA program’s information is surprisingly up-to-date.’

’When I first registered, I didn’t actually have the golf club under my name yet. But in just two or three months, I’ve gone from a BB gun to a cannon. The upgrade is frighteningly impressive.’

’The person who put this student directory together must have been both baffled and blown away.’

A wave of smug satisfaction washed over Lin Chu as he thought this, and he continued reading down the list.

—Chen Yuanxing, 38, Peng City, Board Secretary of a certain listed company.

—Li Fangfei, 41, Shanghai, renowned actress, singer, and producer.

—Zhang Xiao, 31, Peng City, Senior Director at Front Sea Venture Capital Fund.

...

The names were listed one after another.

They weren’t sorted alphabetically by name.

They weren’t sorted by age either.

It had to be...

Lin Chu really did discover it— ’Holy shit, I’m actually the highest-status person here!’

Among the sixty people in the class, their power and influence, at least on paper, could be clearly compared based on the companies and titles on the list.

Whether it was the board secretary of a listed company, the famous award-winning actress, a high-earning professional, or an entrepreneur who started their own company...

Their net worth and status were all, stunningly, below his.

At that moment, Lin Chu suddenly felt that Peking University’s MBA program rankings were quite "materialistic."

For a moment, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’Even Peking University is like this!’

"I’m starting to look down on this class. Pfft, the quality of this circle isn’t up to snuff."

Lin Chu casually sent the message to Lu Ming, gloating a little.

Lu Ming: ...

"Alright, stop showing off. It’s lonely at the top, I get it. You’ve already paid the money and you’re here, so you might as well check it out."

It was the only comfort he could offer.

Lin Chu: "Fine, we’ll leave it at that for now."

Somehow, he had become the poster boy for this year’s class. The youngest, yet with the highest status. How ridiculous was that?

Fortunately, his young age was an "advantage."

Otherwise, Lin Chu might have even felt it was a little embarrassing—why would a nationally-ranked pro be smurfing in a Silver-tier lobby?

...

A little later, the class group chat was created.

The group admin was, of course, the class counselor, Kong Qi. The email had included his detailed background: an undergraduate degree from Peking University, a master’s from Tsinghua, then back to Peking University for his doctorate. He had now graduated and secured a teaching position as a counselor.

"@Everyone, the group chat has been created. Feel free to chat, but please no advertising, sensitive links, or inappropriate language. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to contact me."

One by one, the group members started joining.

Once everyone was in, Kong Qi sent another message.

"Everyone, following the university’s standard procedures, we will elect one class president and three vice presidents to organize routine activities. This will be done through self-nominations followed by a class vote. Therefore, I need every student to prepare a detailed self-introduction. I will send out the voting link afterward."

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