After listening, Chen Ke first reassured Bai Rongrong, "Don't worry, let me find out what's going on first. I'm fine. I had other things to do today that prevented me from going to school, and it has nothing to do with this."

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. They actually slandered and defamed you like that in the comments section." Bai Rongrong's voice was already trembling with tears as she spoke.

"This has little to do with you, so don't blame yourself. I'll handle it, so don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ke guessed that Sang Ying had probably told him about this, but Chen Ke usually didn't take such rumors and gossip to heart, and he certainly wouldn't put down what he was doing to go back to school.

He took a week off, during which Dingdang had to be officially launched and there was a lot to do.

At lunchtime, Sang Ying finally received a reply from Chen Ke. Luo Luo, who was standing next to her, asked curiously, "What did he reply?"

Sang Ying: "He said he didn't see the group message and took leave from school today."

"Huh? That can't be right, how could I not have seen the group message?"

At this moment, another girl next to him said, "You guys forgot, just a few days after school started, Chen Ke got into an argument with someone in the group chat and then left."

Sang Ying and Luo Luo then remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

"Alright, Sang Ying, don't worry about it. He'll find out when he gets back to school."

“But those people said such awful things, and a lot of it wasn’t true. Isn’t this slander and defamation?” Sang Ying had already started to treat Chen Ke as a friend, so of course she had to defend her friend when he was being slandered.

The girl shrugged dismissively, "Sang Ying, you're just too naive. You see everyone as a good person. People who share a dorm with Chen Ke say that what's said online is pretty much true. How could it be slander?"

Sang Ying frowned but did not refute, but she remained firm in her judgment.

I just hope Chen Ke will return to school soon to clarify things, otherwise things will escalate and the school will definitely have to talk to him to protect its reputation.

Sang Ying wasn't worried about anything else, but Chen Ke had failed too many courses last semester and was about to graduate, which would be troublesome if he had to extend his studies.

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In the afternoon, Chen Ke and Fu Xin each led a director to start "selling orders and advertising".

At first, both directors went in completely bewildered, then started signing the contract with blank expressions, and finally came out looking shocked.

However, after smashing it twice, they all understood and could only admire Chen Ke's simple and brutal methods.

This method is the most direct and effective, but it's not something everyone can imitate because the initial investment is too large. If you don't have a few big investors supporting you, you'll have to give up after "smashing" a couple of projects.

Unlike their Chairman Chen, who led them to "smash" the entire clubhouse, now everyone in the clubhouse greets him, Chen Ke, with a warm "Hello, Chairman Chen."

Chen Ke's high-profile and ostentatious behavior naturally attracted the attention of the CEOs of various companies, who then began to investigate who this person was.

After much investigation, all they could find was that Chen Ke was a third-year university student at Jingbei University and owned a trading company.

However, the bigwigs clearly didn't believe that someone who could throw money around like that couldn't possibly be without some kind of background. In addition, they were very interested in the e-commerce platform that Chen Ke mentioned, and many of them had their secretaries contact Chen Ke that very day to schedule a meeting.

There were many pavilions at the World Expo, representing various industries. After "smashing" the Internet pavilion, Chen Ke and Fu Xin immediately went to other pavilions.

Although many orders only required a deposit, the 100 million yuan had already been spent, so Chen Ke refreshed his startup capital once again.

Fu Xin, who paid the money, was numb to the sudden appearance of 500 million yuan in his previously empty account.

He even had the illusion that money was just a string of numbers, and that he could never spend it all!

No! Think of his secondhand Santana; it doesn't allow him to have that illusion.

Well, it really is old enough to retire, hehe. Once this busy period is over, he'll get a new car.

Thinking of this, Fu Xin's motivation to "spend money" returned. It's just 500 million, he'll definitely be able to spend it all!

The director behind him was astonished to see the president, who had been somewhat exhausted, suddenly become fully energized as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

I have a feeling that something is off about my new company, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

At the booth of Chen's Century Trading Co., Ltd. in the Internet Hall, Fu Xin's secretary, Zhou Jia, sat behind the booth, trying her best to maintain the basic qualities of a secretary, with a dignified and calm expression.

But the constant scrutinizing gazes and whispers around her were making her unable to hold back.

Family members, does anyone understand? What company has all its directors, presidents, and general managers out, leaving only a secretary sitting in the headquarters? The worst part is that their headquarters is completely empty, and she's just sitting here awkwardly.

Forget it, she'll just bury herself in her computer and pretend to be busy.

Hello, hello.

Zhou Jia looked up. "Ah, hello, are you calling me?" The woman standing in front of her was also in a business suit, and Zhou Jia could tell at a glance that they had the same profession.

As expected, the other party introduced himself: "Hello, I am the secretary of the president of Dyson. Our president would like to invite your Chairman Chen and General Manager Fu to dinner tonight. Are you two free tonight?"

What Chairman Chen didn't know was that Zhou Jia knew Fu Xin's schedule perfectly well, meaning he had no schedule at all, but that's not how it should be said.

"Okay, we'll ask the two of you and get back to you right away. Here's your contact information." It's also important for the president's secretaries to maintain a professional relationship; this way, they can easily contact each other if needed in the future.

"Okay, thank you." The other person gave them their contact information.

Zhou Jia nodded with a smile after writing it down, "I've got it. I'll give you a reply later."

The other person nodded in acknowledgment, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Zhou Jia finished speaking and was about to sit down to call Fu Xin when a man approached again. "Hello, may I ask where this is...?"

This person was also there to invite Chen Ke and Fu Xin to dinner.

Three more arrived shortly after, and Zhou Jia suspected that these CEO secretaries had all arranged to come together.

In an instant, the deserted booth became popular.

However, their popularity is somewhat special; they are all handsome men and beautiful women, and quite young.

It was rare to meet so many colleagues at the same time, and they were all secretaries and assistants of CEOs of large companies. After exchanging contact information, we chatted for a few more minutes.

At this moment, several people escorted a middle-aged man with an extraordinary demeanor as he walked over.

The middle-aged man's assistant, after recognizing the few people standing by the booth on the left, let out a strange "Eh."

"What's wrong with Assistant Gao?" the middle-aged man asked.

Assistant Gao bowed his head and replied, "Chairman Liang, those people over there seem to be assistants to the presidents of well-known companies. I know Assistant Zhang from Weier, and I've met the others once before."