Chapter 2: The New Semester

Returning the phone, Zhou Hang walked away whistling, leaving the two young girls nervously staring at the contact list, only to let out two sighs upon discovering that Zhou Hang hadn't left his own number.

They didn't mind that Zhou Hang was an idiot; idiots were actually easier to handle!

The System, however, was getting a bit anxious.

"Is this really all the ambition you have?"

"Do you even hear yourself? A billionaire, and you call this 'little ambition'?" Zhou Hang spoke to the air. "This is all the ambition I have, got a problem with that?"

"Don't you wish for your life to be more magnificent and epic?"

"I got hit by a truck on a pedestrian crossing and transmigrated; my life is already magnificent enough."

"Come to think of it, I wanted to ask you guys: if you're going to make me transmigrate, why must you always use a Dongfeng-brand truck to hit people?"