Chapter 7: The College Entrance Exam Ends, FY Technology

In the days that followed, Huang Feiyang lived a simple, repetitive life—just between two points: school and home.

Unconsciously, the date arrived at July 7th.

Early that morning, Huang Feiyang stood at the entrance of the examination hall. Holding his exam stationery bag, he got off the car and glanced around. A twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As expected!

Every year, the scene at the college entrance examination was remarkably similar.

There were parents carrying sugarcanes, some dressed in qipao, and others wearing top scholar robes, holding sunflowers or bananas.

In short, the parents who were seeing their children off believed in every possible auspicious symbol.

As for Huang Feiyang’s parents?

They were uncharacteristically unreliable this time. Caught up in a crucial business moment, they remained abroad and did not return.

They had only called the night before to encourage him—rare words of support from them.

“Son, haven’t you always wanted that red supercar?”

“If you score 300 points or more on this exam, we’ll give it to you!”

Of course!

Perhaps it was because his parents knew him too well—knowing he was hopeless, whether they came to see him off or not made no difference.

At least, that had been the image of Huang Feiyang, the once notorious playboy.

But now, things were different.

Over these days, Huang Feiyang had mastered the three years of high school knowledge thoroughly.

The college entrance exam was absolutely no problem!

After all, he had the advantage of a second chance at life—plus a photographic memory.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Feiyang strolled slowly toward the exam hall.

“Huang Feiyang!”

At that moment, a clear, bell-like voice called from nearby behind him.

It was Chen Xiruo, dressed in a pristine school uniform, smiling warmly as she approached.

“Xiruo!”

Startled, Huang Feiyang’s lips curled into a smile.

“Good luck!”

Chen Xiruo blinked and smiled sweetly.

“You too!”

Grinning, Huang Feiyang replied.

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The morning exam was Chinese.

Huang Feiyang finished his paper in less than forty minutes.

After checking it once, he lay his head down on the desk and fell fast asleep.

The two proctors glanced at him, shaking their heads silently—clearly disappointed, yet unable to help it.

But when they saw his outfit, they relaxed.

Such a rich young master need not worry about his future.

Slacking off was hardly surprising.

For three consecutive days of exams, Huang Feiyang repeated the same pattern:

Forty minutes to complete the paper, a quick review, then soundly sleeping.

When the last exam ended, he lazily walked out of the hall.

“The college entrance exam is finally over!”

“It’s time to start my next big business plan!”

Looking into the distance, a hopeful expression spread across his face.

He had already secured BAT and Tencent.

The remaining two companies were in talks with Huang International Investment for financing cooperation.

Because of this, the company’s cash flow was tight.

Huang Feiyang had injected another 60 million Hong Kong dollars.

Now, he had only 20 million Hong Kong dollars left in hand.

His goal was clear.

Feature phones!

Or rather, the future nationwide craze for counterfeit phones!

Was there a more profitable business in the coming years than counterfeit phones?

This was an industry of enormous profits!

While big brands sold phones for thousands or even tens of thousands, counterfeit phones cost only a few hundred or a thousand.

The outcome was predictable.

Speaking of feature phones, one must mention a semiconductor company in Treasure Island Province.

MTK!

Its integrated chip would dominate the smartphone market for years to come.

It was the fundamental reason for the flourishing diversity in the phone industry.

Because it greatly lowered the entry barriers.

In Shenzhen, there was a remarkable electronics market called Huaqiangbei.

In the years ahead, the mobile phone industry would create countless legends there.

That alone explained many things.

After the college entrance exam, Huang Feiyang gave a new order to George, CEO of Huang International Investment.

Dispatch a team to Shenzhen to secure the MTK contract!

Along with contracts for other supporting components!

Then, per his requirements, have the OEM produce a batch of feature phones.

Candy-bar phones!

Flip phones!

Slider phones!

Each model had very clear demands.

The speaker must be loud!

Operation should be simple and straightforward!

Additionally, the phones needed MP3, MP4, gaming, camera functions, and so forth.

As for the phone business, Huang Feiyang placed it under another offshore company.

FY Technology!

George temporarily served as CEO.

As for the permanent CEO, they had started searching through headhunting firms.

FY Technology’s registered capital was 10 million Hong Kong dollars, fully paid!

Then, an additional injection of 10 million Hong Kong dollars followed!

The familiar formula, the familiar flavor—multiple offshore companies and Hong Kong firms cross-holding and controlling via structuring agreements.

Because of this, Huang Feiyang’s cash was nearly depleted, leaving less than a million Hong Kong dollars in small change.

Unnoticed, time had already reached mid-July.

During this period, Huang Feiyang barely left his villa.

He was busy with two main tasks.

First, drafting future development plans for Tencent.

For example, pop-ups, personal spaces, skin shows, farms, ranches, and so on.

In essence, ensuring Tencent did not stray, following the successful path from his previous life.

Second, creating development plans for FY Technology.

In reality, this meant advertising strategies for the three upcoming phones.

By the time Huang Feiyang finished these tasks, several days had passed.

On the morning of July 19th, Huang Feiyang suddenly received a call.

It was from Chen Xiruo!

“Huang Feiyang, our class is organizing a reunion. Would you like to come?”

Upon answering, Chen Xiruo’s voice held a hint of anticipation.

Speaking of Chen Xiruo, she had been chatting with Huang Feiyang quite often these days.

One could say their relationship had grown somewhat ambiguous.

“A class reunion?”

Huang Feiyang paused, a strange expression crossing his face.

It seemed he had spent barely half a month in the classroom during his entire senior year.

Inviting him to a reunion?

This?

However, Huang Feiyang was no fool.

He caught the hopeful tone in Chen Xiruo’s voice.

“Sure!”

“When and where?”

Quickly, Huang Feiyang asked.

“8 p.m. tonight, International Grand Hotel!”

Without hesitation, Chen Xiruo replied.

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