Chapter 90

Looking at the dull Hu Xiuping and Zuo Xiaoli, Chen Hansheng said unexpectedly, I have long been subordinate to the imperial court. Now I'm a student cadre of the supervision center of the Youth League Committee, just because Yu Yueping's relationship has not been publicized.

According to the analogy of ancient official positions, it must be thousands of royal guards in the East Hall. The back sound of Kangxi's private interview in micro clothes has automatically switched to Xiuchun Dao.

"Vice chairman Zuo, am I still the Vice Minister of the external relations department?"

Chen Hansheng looked at Zuo Xiaoli and asked.

Zuo Xiaoli couldn't speak at all. He scolded the Youth League Committee teacher for eating shit. In the past, he sealed it directly. Why is this instruction "inappropriate"?

I didn't even want to verify it first. I didn't expect to have problems in the most unlikely place.

Some members of the student union haven't fully understood what happened. Didn't they say that they fired Chen Hansheng? The current situation seems to be a little unexpected.

Zhou Xiao didn't stay for a moment. He turned and left the college student activity center.

He's smart and doesn't have any job constraints. He doesn't need to think about wiping his ass.

Mu Wenling was both happy and sad when she saw the turnaround.

Happily, although I don't know why the Youth League committee rejected this statement, Chen Hansheng won't be humiliated at all;

Sadly, after this incident, the prestige of the presidium of the Department Student Union fell again.

In this chaotic environment, Chen Hansheng suddenly opened his mouth: "whether I am or not the Vice Minister of the student union, I have a few words from my heart that I want to talk to you."

The activity center was quiet soon. Everyone felt that Chen Hansheng's heart should be the most complicated at this time. I wanted to hear what he felt about life.

"The winter vacation is coming soon. Everyone is tired and tired carrying big bags and small bags home. Some people have to change trains for a long way. I give you a good suggestion. Give your luggage to rocket 101 express. You only take some small bags with you and enjoy a different winter vacation."

No one expected that Chen Hansheng would use this "precious" time for business publicity, which shocked everyone.

As for the good life sentiment, Zuo Xiaoli and Hu Xiuping don't know whether to interrupt Chen Hansheng's speech now.

Mu Wenling hurried to the stage: "sorry, students, this is just a communication misunderstanding. Chen Hansheng is still our vice minister. Now I announce the dissolution of this meeting. When you go back, you will seriously implement the preparations for the debate."

Mu Wenling came out to finish, and the strange "ministerial meeting" finally came to an end.

Several freshmen in the outreach department gradually came back after they left the college student activity center.

"Minister Chen, you are really good."

"Zuo Xiaoli also wanted to set up a set, but he lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot."

"This time he lost face and went to grandma's house."

·····

Seeing so many fans around him, Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered that there were several unpainted cars at 101, just taking advantage of the free labor force.

"Perhaps the leaders of the Youth League Committee may have their own ideas."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "that's all for now, but I have some small problems over there. I'd like to ask you a favor. I'll buy lunch."

In the early part-time training, "Huang Rong" Nie Xiaoyu and "Duan Yu" Wang Yansong were college students who persisted, and he Bing and Xu Mengzhu had quit.

However, they all have no objection to doing a small favor, not to mention Minister Chen, who is in the limelight today.

After the party returned to the entrepreneurship base, Chen Hansheng felt a little strange, because he had painted only one tricycle before the meeting, but now there are two more.

Just thinking about it, Shen Youchu came out of the room. She changed her old school uniform, with a sleeve on her arm and a lot of red and white paint on her pants and hair.

Because he was too busy, there were fine beads of sweat on his smooth forehead.

When she saw Chen Hansheng coming, she took the initiative to meet him. The peach blossom eyes under the mask were full of expectation.

"What did you do?"

"Yes!"

Shen Youchu nodded. His clear eyes seemed to say, "praise me, please praise me."

Chen Hansheng silently looked at the two painted tricycles and the sweating Shen Youchu. After holding it for a long time, he suddenly said, "I'm stupid. Who asked you to brush it yourself!"

Shen Youchu was stunned for a moment, and his small face immediately collapsed. His eyes were full of loneliness, and his arms were at a loss.

Chen Hansheng took Shen Youchu, and then told Nie Xiaoyu, "you two have one, and paint it according to the format of red letters on a white background."

"Yes."

Several officers of the outreach department didn't know what was going on and rushed to work.

After pulling Shen Youchu back to room 101, Chen Hansheng reaches out and takes off Shen Youchu's mask. His face is dull and red.

When she saw Chen Hansheng's calm face, she didn't dare to speak. She glanced at the green rose by the window, which was being directed by the noon sun. She walked carefully to help it move in a direction.

Chen Hansheng said she left before I spoke.

"Come here!" Chen Hansheng drank.

Shen Youchu was frightened and ran back quickly.

She used to do almost all the housework in her hometown, but painting was the first time. It tasted great. She couldn't help vomiting several times, but she finally insisted on painting two cars in order to get a word of praise from Chen Hansheng.

Unexpectedly, the praise didn't wait, but she waited for a batch. She was just hurt again. Her tears wrapped around her eyes. She was about to wipe her tears with her sleeve. Chen Hansheng grabbed her and didn't let her move.

"Stupid! There's paint on the sleeves."

Chen Hansheng wiped away Shen Youchu's tears little by little.

"Have you eaten yet."

As he wiped his tears, Chen Hansheng asked, his tone softened.

Shen Youchu shook her head. She raised her head and stared at Chen Hansheng to wipe her tears. She didn't know what to say.

"Hungry?"

"Yes, a little."

It's almost 1 p.m. now. Chen Hansheng thought that only this silly girl would not eat and paint for me.

The main reason why Chen Hansheng is angry is heartache. He can do it himself or let others do it. Shen Youchu is stupid to do it himself.

"I'll buy some food. Don't cry, will you?"

"OK."

Shen Youchu whispered as he dropped the beads.

Chen Hansheng smiled, pinched Shen Youchu's smooth face, turned and went to the canteen.

He worked for the four officers of the external relations department. There were ordinary two meat and one vegetable. Shen Youchu was much richer. There were fish, shrimp and meat.

Shen Youchu looked at it and opened his red eyes: "more."

"Many farts, I haven't eaten yet!"

Chen Hansheng replied and went out to greet several officers of the outreach department.

"The four of you eat outside, and there are four cups of milk tea in the bag."

"Minister Chen, we work for you. We don't give you any place to sit."

Nie Xiaoyu said discontentedly.

"The proposal is invalid. Do something quickly after eating."

Chen Hansheng's answer came from afar.

Wang Yansong shook his head reluctantly: "you don't understand our minister. Ba man is very, but he is very loyal."

"I'm also very decisive. The entrepreneurial base said that if you don't want me, you don't want me. I can only follow him in the outreach department in the future."

He Bing added with a smile.

"There's still some romantic feeling."

Xu Mengzhu muttered. Seeing that others were looking at him, he quickly rounded up his words: "romantic but not obscene."

Chen Hansheng returns to the house. Shen Youchu has arranged the meals on the table. She hasn't moved her chopsticks yet.

"Didn't you bring pepper?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"Yes."

Shen Youchu blushed and took out a bottle of mustard pepper from the bag: "do you want it?"

"I don't want it. Eat it yourself."

"Click, click."

The clear voice echoed happily in 101. Chen Hansheng looked at Shen Youchu.

"Spicy or not?"

"Not spicy, sweet."

······