In a matter of days, the reports about the abandoned factory disappearing into thin air in Yanjing had not cooled down but instead became even more intense, spreading through every street and alley. Many curious people went to the abandoned factory to take a look, all with astounded expressions.
As the mastermind behind it, Ye Jiujie was right at this moment squatting beside a lawn in the north campus of Yanjing University, eating some takeout.
While eating, his eyes scanned the female dormitory building as if he was waiting for someone.
Many girls passing by looked at him with astonishment and admiration. A few bold girls even approached him to ask for his phone number, all of whom he rejected one by one.
"Liluo, that Yang Beixuan yesterday was so handsome and looked wealthy. He invited you to dinner, but you didn't go, wasting such a good opportunity!"
