I Am the Strongest Tycoon

On the campus of the International Relations College in Xinan City, a young man walks out of the dormitory. He wears a light blue sweater over a white shirt and a pair of jeans. His clothes are dirty and worn, and a yellow stain marks the collar of his shirt. He looks rather shabby. His hair is curly and unkempt, utterly dull, as if he hasn't washed it in days.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.