This is a room covering an area of about fifty or sixty square meters. There are several wooden desks that are not too high-end but not necessarily cheap. There are some things neatly placed on the table.
, most of them are paper items, and there are several large cabinets standing in the corners of the room. The space in the cabinets has been filled up by various folders.
Seeing the scene in the room, I believe most people will think that it should be an office. In fact, this is exactly the case. This room is an office specially arranged by the school for the student union to handle various affairs.
However, it was noon when there was a short break, and there was only one solitary person in the huge room. She was a very beautiful girl, the kind who would turn heads hundreds of percent of the time when she walked on the street. She sat at the back.
In front of his desk, he was lowering his head to deal with some chore documents on the table, and his eyes under the lenses showed a focused look.
It is worth noting that the girl's hair is very long. Even when she is working at her desk, it still hangs down her back and beyond her hips, scattered on the edge of the chair.
Seeing this, many people must have guessed that, yes, the girl was none other than the student union president Su Xiaomiao who left the classroom immediately after classes ended in the morning. After bidding farewell to Ye Shang, she also went straight to the student union office to deal with the matter.
Daily chore documentation.
Soon, in two or three minutes at most, the documents placed in front of Su Xiaomiao were sorted by her and placed on the top of a stack of documents on the right, and then she picked them up from another stack of documents on the left.
Take one out and continue working on it.
The estimated ten documents on Su Xiaomiao's right hand side proved that she had been working here for quite some time, while the number of documents on the left hand side, which was about twice the height of her right hand side, indicated that it would take her longer to finish. As expected, the President of the Student Union
It is not something that ordinary people can do.
In fact, as the president of the student union, Su Xiaomiao can ask other people in the student union to help handle these chores, or even leave them all to others directly. She can handle them alone because she likes to do things by herself.
Perhaps because they didn't want the cold breath of winter to spread into the room, all the windows were tightly closed, so the noisy sounds of students outside were completely isolated. The only sounds in the room were the occasional scratching of pen and paper and Su Xiaomiao's small voice.
The sound of breathing seemed particularly quiet.
Unfortunately, the silence was broken in the blink of an eye. The door to the room was suddenly opened, and a figure walked in. It was Hou Shuyao who had gone to demonstrate to Ye Shang yesterday morning. She immediately set her sights on Su Xiaomiao.
On the other hand, Su Xiaomiao did not change at all because someone suddenly entered the room. It seemed that she had expected it. She didn't even raise her head to look at Hou Shuyao, and was still concentrating on handling chores, as if she didn't even realize it.
Not sure whether he was angry at Su Xiaomiao's ignoring behavior or for some other reason, Hou Shuyao asked the student union president angrily without even closing the door: "Chairman, are you related to that man named Ye?"
Hurt' relationship?!"
"Yes, so what?" There was no emotion in the voice, and she still didn't mean to raise her head. The unhesitating answer showed that Su Xiaomiao was not only not completely unaware, but also knew very well who the visitor was, and even the purpose of the visit.
"How is this possible?!"
"Why not?" Su Xiaomiao put the chore document in front of her on the top of a stack of documents on her right, but instead of taking a new one from her left, she finally raised her head, her eyes under the lenses showing sharpness.
Looking at Hou Shuyao, he said coldly, "Do I need your permission before I have a boyfriend?"
"This..." Su Xiaomiao's words and sharp gaze made Hou Shuyao speechless. After all, it was indeed the case. No matter from any angle, she had no right to interfere.
But Hou Shuyao, who dared to show her admiration for Su Xiaomiao and ran to demonstrate to Ye Shang, could not just back down. After a pause of one or two seconds, she continued, although her tone was much lower than before: "But that
A man is not worthy of you, Chairman! He looks average, his grades are average, and his family has no money..."
What Hou Shuyao said was undoubtedly true, at least on the surface. However, Su Xiaomiao, who knew a little bit about the situation, did not mean to defend Ye Shang. She just asked lightly: "Are these important?"
"Of course... it's important." After saying this, Hou Shuyao, who was looking directly at Su Xiaomiao's sharp eyes, clearly lost her confidence. Then she hurriedly added, probably trying to make up for it, "And I heard that his character
Awful."
"Character? A hint of interest flashed in Su Xiaomiao's eyes, but unfortunately it was only for a moment and no one, including Hou Shuyao, noticed it. "You should tell me what his character is."
"This..." Faced with Su Xiaomiao's question, Hou Shuyao lost her voice again. In fact, she only heard about it through hearsay. Ye Shang's perverted character has only recently begun to be exposed to the public, and it has not been completely spread. Others do not understand or say
Not sure, it's completely normal.
"Since you don't know, don't talk nonsense." Seeing that Hou Shuyao couldn't answer, Su Xiaomiao, who hid her disappointment well, said slowly.
"That man is really not worthy of you. Chairman, you have to believe me..." Seeing Su Xiaomiao's nonchalant look, Hou Shuyao became impatient, her voice became hysterical, and she took a few steps forward excitedly.
, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a deep voice.
"Why do you want me to believe you?" Su Xiaomiao glanced at Hou Shuyao who was almost in front of her as if nothing had happened, and said with a slight mocking tone, "Just because you can't even explain the reason?"
"I..." After saying this, Su Xiaomiao had already taken out a document from the stack of documents on her left, and obviously had no intention of talking anymore. Hou Shuyao didn't know how to explain it for a moment. As the two of them continued to talk,
Silence, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Perhaps understanding that there was no point in talking in such a situation, Hou Shuyao immediately planned to leave, but before leaving, she did not forget to leave one more sentence: "Chairman, I will definitely prove to you that he is not worthy of you!"
However, before Hou Shuyao, who was feeling angry and clenching her fists, stepped out of the door, Su Xiaomiao's voice came to her ears again. Unfortunately, it was not about trying to persuade her to stay or even compromise, but it was so bland that there was no trace of emotion.
, words like a stranger: "Sorry, please close the door when you leave."
After hearing Su Xiaomiao's words, Hou Shuyao's body froze for an instant, then she held her hands tighter, stepped out of the room without looking back, and closed the door heavily, followed by the sound of distant footsteps from outside the door.
.
Hou Shuyao's departure made the room quiet again, but Su Xiaomiao did not continue to deal with chores wholeheartedly. Instead, she put down her pen, propped up her chin with her hand, and looked away without knowing what she was thinking until three or four minutes later.
, and then whispered to himself softly.
"It seems that the Deputy Minister of Information is very familiar with him. Let's find a chance to ask him."
Having made the decision, Su Xiaomiao finally picked up the pen again, but unfortunately she put it down again before touching the document paper. After thinking for a moment, the curvature of the corners of her mouth suddenly widened, forming a beautiful smile with unique meaning, and then said: "Forget it.
Well, as a girlfriend, it’s unreasonable to have to ask others about her boyfriend’s character, so it’s better to find a solution on your own.”
Su Xiaomiao, who had truly made up her mind and kept smiling, took out her mobile phone and sent a medium-long message to a number she had just deposited—
