Chapter 188 I'm the President of the Student Union
It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Kodong University. I had been on stage all the way, but I didn't feel like I was in a hurry to eat.
Zhou Zichen was okay. I don't know if it was because of his superpower or some other reason. Zhou Zichen was quite hungry, but looking at Wang Yue's appearance, he was very hungry.
"Let's eat first, and then go to school to report." Zhou Zichen said and walked towards a restaurant that looked pretty good.
Wang Yue looked at the decoration of the store and couldn't help but said: "Let's find a more ordinary restaurant to eat!"
Zhou Zichen couldn't help but laugh and said: "Actually, the price difference between these restaurants and ordinary restaurants is not big. The price difference for ordinary vegetables is only a few yuan, and for better dishes, the price difference is only ten or twenty yuan."
Wang Yue muttered in a low voice: "The difference is quite big."
Zhou Zichen laughed in surprise: "You can't save too much in the future. You still have to eat what you have to eat. I will give you a card then. I checked and found that the average living expenses in your school is about one thousand two thousand. I
From now on, 1,200 yuan will be transferred to the card every month."
"No... you don't need so much. I have three hundred yuan a month and that's enough!" Wang Yue said quickly.
"Three hundred?" Zhou Zichen explained: "To have a meal now, even if you eat cheaply, one meat and two vegetarian meals, it will cost about nine yuan, and you also need to eat breakfast, which will cost about five yuan, just counting
Normally from Monday to Friday, you have to spend 460. Sometimes you may have to eat something at night, even if it is 600, every Saturday and Sunday, if you want to go to school with your classmates
When you go out for a walk, you need to set aside a budget. For eight days, I will give you three hundred yuan to spend, and it will be nine hundred. And your daily necessities, which will cost you at least fifty to one hundred yuan a month. You guys
I don’t know what broadband is in the dormitory, you may have to pay for it, and there is also a monthly phone bill, which is one thousand and two thousand, but you can’t buy too many clothes like many girls."
Wang Yue listened to Zhou Zichen's calculation and clicked her tongue: "You don't have to eat meat every day. I just order a vegetarian dish for every meal and occasionally add a meat dish. Three hundred yuan a month is enough. I have already calculated it."
It’s passed!”
Zhou Zichen turned around and glared at Wang Yue: "Are you stupid? I won't give you one thousand and two hundred, but only three hundred. After the report is released, let's go buy a mobile phone together."
Wang Yue is actually not that afraid of Zhou Zichen. She is more inferior in front of Zhou Zichen. Sometimes she even thinks that if Zhou Zichen was just a poor boy, they would have more topics to talk about. Although Zhou Zichen
Usually he is very easy-going, but Zhou Zichen's conditions are much better than Wang Yue's, which makes Wang Yue have a serious inferiority complex.
"I don't need my cell phone anymore. I don't have to call anyone. I just need to call my dad once a week." Wang Yue didn't have much money, so her father lent her a few hundred yuan to carry with her.
Yes, I don’t have any extra money to buy a mobile phone.
Wang Yue didn't want to owe Zhou Zichen too much. The more she owed Zhou Zichen, the more inferior she would feel, and the less able she would be to put herself on an equal footing with Zhou Zichen.
"You will have to contact your classmates in the future. It is very inconvenient not to have a mobile phone." Zhou Zichen said that he had already entered the restaurant, and the waiter led Zhou Zichen and Wang Yue to a small table.
"You two, what do you want to eat?" the waiter said and handed the menu to the two of them.
Zhou Zichen looked at the menu and asked Wang Yue to order. Wang Yue ordered the two cheapest dishes. Zhou Zichen had to add another meat dish himself: "Okay, just these three dishes will be fine."
After the waiter remembered it, he left.
"You sit here for a moment while I go to the toilet." Zhou Zichen said and stood up.
When Zhou Zichen came out of the toilet, he saw a well-dressed student standing aside chatting with Wang Yue.
Zhou Zichen did not object to Wang Yue interacting with his classmates, but seeing Wang Yue acting nervous and scared, Zhou Zichen felt a little unhappy. He walked up quickly and asked softly: "Wang Yue, what's wrong?
Already?"
"This... this senior wants my mobile phone number, but I don't have it!" Wang Yue said this somewhat innocently.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, mobile phones are now almost everyone's standard equipment, and everyone has a mobile phone. When Liu Fuhua came to ask Wang Yue for a mobile phone, Wang Yue's first reaction was to say that she did not have one, thus rejecting Liu Fuhua.
What he said is indeed true.
Liu Fuhua naturally wouldn't believe it: "Sister, I am the chairman of the student union, how can I lie to you? You said you don't have a mobile phone?"
Looking at Wang Yue's expression, Zhou Zichen obviously didn't want to talk to this person, but she had no experience in dealing with him, so she didn't know how to refuse.
When Zhou Zichen listened to Liu Bohua speak, he also felt that he was a little too arrogant: "Classmate, I'm sorry, we have to eat, please give way."
Liu Fuhua's face suddenly darkened: "You pretend to be noble, but if you don't get it, why can't I find a woman?"
Zhou Zichen's face suddenly darkened: "This classmate, it's best to be polite when you speak. Respecting others is also respecting yourself."
"Respect people? I, Liu Fuhua, can ask her for her phone number, which is the greatest respect for you!" Liu Fuhua said arrogantly.
Zhou Zichen frowned and uttered one word: "Get out!"
"Say it again!" Liu Fuhua seemed to be angry, pointed at Zhou Zichen and shouted loudly.
The people around were immediately attracted by Liu Fuhua's shout and looked at the three of them.
Wang Yue felt that this had a bad influence and quickly said: "Senior, I really don't have a mobile phone."
Liu Fuhua ignored Wang Yue's words and continued to look at Zhou Zichen.
The waiter looked at the confrontation and ran over quickly: "Two classmates, tell me what you have to say!"
Wang Yue also quickly came up and grabbed Zhou Zichen: "Brother Zichen, why don't we forget it!"
Originally, Wang Yue always called Zhou Zichen Boss Zhou, but it was only after the "teaching" of Zhou Zichen and You Ya that she changed her name.
Zhou Zichen looked at Wang Yue and sat back in his seat.
When the waiter saw that Zhou Zichen had made a concession, he quickly said to Liu Fuhua: "Classmate, calm down, we are all alumni of the same school..."
Before the waiter finished speaking, Liu Fuhua roared angrily: "Who do you think you are? Do you still want to teach me how to do things? You are a garbage waiter, stay away from me!"
The waiter was scolded by Liu Fuhua and did not talk back. He was obviously very uncomfortable, but he still smiled and said: "Classmate, you are a college student, so you should be able to understand the truth. If there is any misunderstanding between you two, you can make it clear. I will not attack anyone."
OK."
Liu Fuhua glared at the waiter: "I will complain to you later. He asked me to leave. Let's see how he asks me to leave today."
Zhou Zichen saw that Liu Fuhua was getting more and more outrageous, and more and more people were around him, so he stood up again: "You asked my sister for her mobile phone number, but my sister didn't give it to you. What did you say? You said that we are pretentious, I
Let me tell you, for someone like you, I am so self-righteous that I still want my sister’s mobile phone number?”
Liu Fuhua smiled disdainfully and looked at Wang Yue. In fact, Wang Yue looked very innocent when she put on suitable clothes. Her ponytail looked very energetic. Her delicate facial features and timid expression made people know at a glance that she was very pure.
A little girl who is new to the world.
"What's wrong with asking her for a phone number? You won't even give her a phone number. Are you a celebrity or some important national official?"
Zhou Zichen turned to look at the people around him: "Everyone, would you give your sister's phone number to others casually? You are still the same person."
Zhou Zichen said that he only wanted Liu Fuhua.
People around him shook their heads, saying no.
Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Liu Fuhua's face turned green and red, and he cursed at the people around him: "So you people can only study in a university honestly, and then go out to work for others. You know what interpersonal communication is?"
Ignorant! Ignorant!"
Zhou Zichen immediately answered: "Even if I have no interpersonal relationships, I will not have any relationship with a person like you."
Many people around immediately said: "That's it!"
"No manners at all!"
Everyone around him came to Zhou Zichen's side because of what Liu Fuhua just said.
"Only those without foresight will be on your side." Liu Fuhua said to Zhou Zichen bitterly.
Zhou Zichen looked at the unhappy look on his co-worker Liu Fuhua's face and said, "Actually, you are wrong. You are a arrogant person. When you talked to the waiter just now, you had a condescending attitude."
"Although he is here to serve you, it is because this is his job. You are not polite at all when you speak to him. If he tolerates it, that is because of his good professionalism. If you are angry with him, that is because of you.
There is no good family upbringing.”
Just when Liu Fuhua was about to speak, Wang Yue applauded repeatedly. As soon as Wang Yue took the lead, people around him started to applaud.
Liu Fuhua was so angry that his face turned blue, he waved his hand and strode out of the restaurant.
When the waiter saw Liu Fuhua leaving, he said to Zhou Zichen: "Thank you, classmate!"
"You're welcome, I'm just telling the truth."
After dinner, Zhou Zichen took Wang Yue to report that the school's military training had started for some time now, and the registration of new students had already been completed.
Wang Yue was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. She held back her tears but did not show them on her lips.
Zhou Zichen didn't know if the new students could still go to school if they were late for registration, but no matter what, he had to try to find out.
First, he went to the Academic Affairs Office and asked about the situation. The receptionist said that it was OK, but the new students were registered in the Student Affairs Office, so Zhou Zichen had to take Wang Yue to the Student Affairs Office.
The Student Affairs Office is generally responsible for the school's admissions, employment, financial aid, military training and other matters.
After asking several students, he finally found the student office. To Zhou Zichen's surprise, he bumped into Liu Fuhua as soon as he arrived at the student office.
Liu Fuhua glanced at the two of them, said nothing, turned around and left. Zhou Zichen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took Wang Yue to find someone to go through the enrollment procedures.
If during the normal enrollment period, someone from the student union would take you to report, but now that students have started classes and freshmen have begun military training, there is no one to take them, so you can only go find them yourself.
Following the sign at the door of the office, we finally found the "Admissions Office".
The door was open, and a woman in her forties was sitting inside. Zhou Zichen stood at the door and knocked on the door: "Hello, teacher!"
The woman looked up and said, "Come in! Classmate, is something okay?"
Zhou Zichen smiled apologetically and said: "Teacher, it's like this. My sister Wang Yue delayed her registration due to some matters at home, so she came late. We are here to go through the enrollment procedures."
The woman glanced at Wang Yue behind Zhou Zichen in surprise: "You are Wang Yue. We all thought you weren't coming. We made several calls but couldn't be reached. We all called your high school. But what happened later?
It’s easy to contact you through your high school teacher, but you can’t tell me.”
"I'm sorry, teacher, I don't have a phone at home." Wang Yue replied timidly.