One person blocked his way, and he collided directly into that person's arms—wow! It was Gao Liang, sweating profusely, appearing in a sports shirt right in front of everyone. Seeing Gao Liang's strong, muscular frame, Chen Yuting's heart raced. "Yuting, come with me! Let's go collect the money!" Gao Liang took Chen Yuting's hand. Just as they were about to head toward the bank, Zhou Chao and his group appeared. Zhou Chao wore sunglasses and was being supported by several younger brothers—clearly, his groin injury from yesterday hadn't fully healed yet. With a mocking smile, Zhou Chao said to Gao Liang, "You kid, aren't you even broke? I knew you'd come here today to borrow money! Hah! A real poor soul!" Gao Liang was about to lose his temper when Zhang Yупing stepped forward, supported by her three close friends. Behind them came fifty or so brothers from Fenghuo Hall. What on earth was going on? Originally, Zhang Yuping had learned over the phone that her family had absolutely no means to cover the tuition fees for the four years of university—amounting to several tens of thousands of yuan—and immediately broke down in tears. Her three close friends, the "Three Good Friends," immediately mobilized the members of the Fenghuo Hall. Though the members had only modest savings at a bank on Yuquan Road, these could at least serve as a temporary cushion. So they led Zhang Yuping to that bank. Afraid that the money they were taking would be snatched away by others, within just a short while, all the other customers had left, leaving only Zhou Chao and Gao Liang and their group. "Miss! Please help us withdraw the funds for our wind-and-fire hall brothers!" Fei-Zhu Deng, Wuyi Yang, and Ruan-Dan Wu handed over their colleagues' bank cards. The service attendant immediately got busy. A while later, she said, "I'm sorry, but your accounts have been temporarily frozen—withdrawals are not possible!" Her tone was cold and formal. "What? What?" The three friends were astonished. Fei-Zhu Deng looked puzzled, saying, "I even withdrew 500 yuan from outside yesterday!" The three friends grew frustrated and were about to argue with the bank, when Zhang Yu Ping sighed and said, "You don't need to fight anymore—does it really make sense? I'll just skip school today!" "Haha! You poor guys!" Zhou Chao, with a sense of pride, pulled out a bank VIP card and proudly displayed it to the service attendant, saying, "Let me check for you!" "How much money do you have left?" The attendant immediately began operating on the computer, politely saying, "Sir! Congratulations! You still have 1 million yuan in your card! We look forward to welcoming you again!" The service girl entered Highlight's identity information at Zhou Chao's signal and shook her head, saying, "This person simply doesn't have a bank account!" "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Zhou Chao laughed heartily, so excited he forgot himself. His younger brother behind him smiled with pride and remarked sarcastically, "He's been born with bad luck—poor, always struggling. Right now, his dad might still be hauling cement in the warehouse!" Highlight, who was most afraid of being looked down upon, showed a determined expression, only turning to Chen Yuting and saying, "It's your turn now! You're my ace!" Chen Yuting stared at Highlight with wide, puzzled eyes, not understanding what he meant. The three friends watched Highlight with growing despair, shaking their heads in disbelief. "Hey, Chen Yuting! You look really nice today. Why don't you come with me? I'll give you 100,000 right away—how about that?" Zhou Chao immediately shifted his focus from Zhang Yiping to Chen Yuting beside him. Chen Yuting spoke out in front of everyone, "I'm not short of money!" "This statement left Zhou Chao and his group of associates completely stunned. They mocked, saying, 'Chen Yuting's father went to the construction site to reinforce the rebar today! Her mother went to the sanitation office too! Now Haishai has another street cleaner!' 'They're all poor! They're all unfortunate, struggling souls! Hahahaha!' Zhou Chao looked down his nose at Zhang Yупing, Chen Yuting, and the others, along with his fellow colleagues. High Light grew angry—he had to make his presence felt now. He pulled Chen Yuting back, who had been about to leave reluctantly, and turned to the service attendant and said, 'Just now, were you calling Ms. Chen Yuting?' 'Yes! What can I do for you?' the attendant instantly became courteous. 'Here's her ID card—could you please check it up for me?' High Light took the ID card from Chen Yuting's hands and handed it over to the attendant. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the attendant became busy. 'Congratulations, Ms. Chen Yuting! There's 3.1 million in your account!' the attendant smiled warmly. 'Wow!' "Is this really true?" Chen Yuting couldn't believe her ears, yet the information and figures displayed on the LCD screen at the bank counter were perfectly accurate. Zhou Chao also approached and looked closely—then stared in disbelief. Sweating profusely, he couldn't believe how much money this young, seemingly financially struggling girl actually had in her account. What on earth was going on? Later, Chen Yuting learned that, after traveling together to 2001, Gao Liang had unexpectedly solved a key technological challenge for Lianchuang Group and received a reward of 1 million yuan. According to Gao Liang's request, the Group's chairman transferred this amount into Chen Yuting's name. Moreover, Chen Yuting's account balance continued to grow, as the interest earned over the decade—from 2001 to 2010—doubled the initial sum, adding another 200,000 yuan. Thanks to dividend distributions from Lianchuang Group shares during this period, the total amount had now grown to a solid 300,000 yuan. At the same time, Chen Yuting and Gao Liang played the Counter-Strike (CS) game and easily earned 30,000 game coins, which has now doubled to a total of 100,000. This brings their account balance to 3.1 million yuan. The substantial sum of 3.1 million yuan made Gao Liang’s brothers overjoyed, all dancing and cheering around his sister-in-law, Zhang Yупing! In contrast, Zhou Chao and his teammates looked like defeated roosters, suddenly losing their momentum. Gao Liang then ordered: immediately withdraw 100,000 yuan and hand it over to Zhang Yупing in the form of four stacks of RMB—this timely gesture deeply moved her.