The System Arrived Sixty Years Early, and the Tycoon Is a College Guy?

“Ding! The Host is now eighty years old. His trillion-yuan business empire is on the verge of collapse, and his bodily functions are failing. Activating the [Late-Life Regrets Compensation System]!”

Freshman Lin Ran sat on his dorm bed, staring at a floating, translucent screen as he sank into thought.

Me? Eighty years old? A trillion-yuan empire on the verge of collapse?

I can barely pass advanced calculus, and you're telling me my trillion-yuan empire is collapsing?!

[Mission One: Your archrival, ‘Wang Jianguo,’ is about to swallow up your core industries. Publicly put him in his place today! Reward: +10 days of life, 1 million yuan in cash!]

Lin Ran looked at the balding counselor Old Wang, who was at the lectern droning on during a class meeting.

He slapped the desk and stood up. “Old Wang, quit talking crap. I could make a better PowerPoint with my feet than you can with both hands!”

The whole class fell silent.

Later, Lin Ran discovered that the System's “beloved you let slip away, the cold-blooded female emperor” was the somewhat spacey, socially anxious campus beauty, while the “venomous beauty plotting to steal your fortune” was the upperclasswoman who was always teasing him...

Lin Ran: System, you're blind, but you sure do pay out fast!