Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Xia Yan, this passionate woman like fire, only danced a little during the military training and unknowingly captivated countless male students at the school.

Even Ma Jia, the bona fide second-generation rich, was unsettled.

After returning to the dormitory, he immediately gathered his two strategists, Wolong and Feng Chu, to discuss strategies.

"You guys quickly come up with a plan, how can I win Xia Yan over?"

Strategist Wolong said, "This is simple, make full use of Jia Shao’s financial power, display a huge heart made of ten thousand in front of her, I don’t believe she wouldn’t be moved."

Chen Jiye, standing nearby, found this idea utterly embarrassing; they truly haven’t seen girls from wealthy families.

Xia Yan’s hair tie alone costs more than ten thousand.

Ten thousand is probably meaningless to her, yet Ma Jia is insightful, having grown up rich, unlike those nouveau riche families.

"Can’t you think of something practical? If Xia Yan were that materialistic, would I still need you to help me come up with ideas?"

"If ten thousand won’t do, then go for a hundred thousand."

Ma Jia realized that these two dorm mates were good as followers but clueless when it came to serious matters.

"Chen Jiye, do you have any good ideas?"