Chapter 319: Chen Zhuo, the "dumb man swallowing coptis" "my dream?" Chen was caught off guard by the question. This is not "The Voice of China". The mentors' questions are all scripted, and even the VCRs of the answers are filmed in advance. Chen thought for a moment and replied, "My dream is that one day our motherland will be unified." "Cut~" Tao Li curled her red lips and gave him a reproachful look. She felt that Chen Zhuo was unwilling to tell the truth, so he used this response to get away with it. But what if this is one of Chen Zhuo’s real dreams? Although Bian Xiaoliu was eating at the table of the "kids" in the Propaganda Department, his eyes always fell on the main table intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing Chen Zhuo and Tao Li "flirting", Bian Xiaoliu couldn't help but spit: "The old woman is really shameless!" Bian Xiaoliu, a freshman, already thinks Tao Li, a junior, is an "old woman".

She had no idea how gentle and sensible some of the junior sisters were. Bian Xiaoliu not only muttered to himself, but also sought approval from others. Therefore, Yang Jinxiang, who was at the same table with me, a former classmate and now a stranger, is undoubtedly the best candidate. "Senior Sister Tao, you look so disgusting, pretending to be shy." Bian Xiaoliu tilted her head and covered her mouth, complaining to Yang Jinxiang: "I wish I could sit in Chen Zhuo's arms." Yang Jinxiang took a glance and then looked away. He felt that the behavior between her and Chen Zhe was quite normal, and everyone in the student union should know that Tao Li had a boyfriend. On the contrary, it is you, Bian Xiaoliu. You are the one who really wants to sit in Chen Zhuo’s arms! Yang Jinxiang stuffed a piece of soy sauce chicken into his mouth and said while chewing: "I think it's OK, there's nothing wrong with it." "Humph!" Seeing that Yang Jinxiang did not stand on his side, Bian Xiaoliu was a little unhappy. He snorted and ignored him. Yang Jinxiang didn't care. When people are in a Buddhist state, they can always see the truth of the facts clearly. Before, he always flattered Bian Xiaoliu and went along with her, thinking that he could pursue her. In fact, she seemed to just use this place as a trash can to share negative emotions. When her dissatisfaction is comforted and her emotions are satisfied, she will immediately turn around and leave, taking it all for granted. She will only come to me again when she feels wronged or needs to talk. But I was very stupid before, thinking that this was a sign of gaining Bian Xiaoliu's trust, so I could listen to so many of her inner thoughts. Later I found out that he was just a trustworthy tool for her. In fact, it is very simple to tell whether someone is being treated as a trash can or a true friend.

Just give me a cold look like Yang Jinxiang. If you are treated as a true friend, the other party will ask with concern, "What's wrong with you?" If someone is just treated as a trash can for venting negative emotions, the other party will be like Bian Xiaoliu, who doesn't even bother to care. If this trash can is not obedient, she (he) may think about changing to a new one. ······ Chen Zhuo, who was sitting at the main table, had no idea that Bian Xiaoliu was spying on him, and he continued chatting with the seniors. "Chen Zhe." Not knowing what topic they were talking about, Zhao Chen suddenly asked, "Um... what exactly do you do now? It should be more than just studying at the Zhongda Internet Cafe." "Well, by the way, make some other gadgets." Chen Zhuo did not lie. After all, when was launched, many people would probably know about it. However, the people at the table couldn't help but say "Oh" after hearing this. When others call themselves "little things", they may really be small. But if you don’t take out this “thing” and take a look at it, everyone will have a question mark: is it really small? "About what?" Zheng Ju was also very curious, but when he saw Chen Zhuo seemed to hesitate for a moment, he immediately said, "If it is not convenient to disclose, don't talk about it now, so as not to affect your business plan." "Small companies don't have business plans. How far they get is purely a matter of luck." Chen smiled gently: "It's just some games, house-hunting websites, movie theaters, and maybe some online chat gadgets in the future... Anyway, they're just small things." "That's it." Several people nodded. It covered a wide range of areas, including movie theaters. They wondered if they could meet those stars. "Even if it's just a small thing, it's supported by so many projects." Zhao Chen began to test the waters, and half-jokingly said, "He must have made a lot of money, no wonder he can afford a 300 million Mercedes." Chen thought to himself, it's finally here, and couldn't help but ask, right? "Everyone, you all misunderstood. That car is not mine." Chen Zhuo seized this opportunity and explained: "This is a partner's car. I borrowed it to do some business." "Oh, it's from a partner..." Zhao Chen's eyes moved. Although he was a little surprised by Chen Zhuo's answer, he did not believe it completely. After all, considering Chen Zhuo's personality, even if he is 18cm tall, he would say it is only a little over 10cm, so it is difficult to judge whether it is a humble expression. But from another perspective, even if what Chen said is true, the fact that a partner can afford a 300 million yuan car means his power cannot be underestimated. The fact that Chen Zhe can cooperate with others shows that he also has advantages to show for himself. "Chen Zhe, you have a very big stall now."

Shang Dongling also said: "There are big-name partners everywhere. When we graduate, remember to take care of our senior sisters." "I'm just a small shrimp." Chen Zhuo quickly replied: "I am just following behind others to pick up leaks. If Senior Sister Shang can come to trace back the technology, I will immediately step down and assist you wholeheartedly." "Cut~" Shang Dongling rolled her eyes in self-mockery: "I know my own worth very well. If I were to start a company, I would be swindled of all my savings the next day after registering it today." "Savings don't matter, just don't let others cheat you out of your feelings~" Tao Li giggled. "That depends on how handsome the liar is." Shang Dongling was also angry at being joked, but she still said with a smile: "If he was more handsome, then I wouldn't be at a disadvantage." "What is considered handsome?" Tao Li deliberately asked: "Like Junior Brother Chen?" Seeing that the topic turned back to himself, Chen smiled and pretended not to hear. It's not because he is a chaste man, but because Senior Sister Shang is not very pretty, so he doesn't want to flirt with her. However, after chatting for a long time and testing each other several times, they were all fooled by Chen Zhuo's Tai Chi, and no one really dug out Chen Zhuo's "background". He seems to be still "wrapped in the clouds", making it difficult for people to see clearly and understand him. In the end, even Zhao Chen gave up. Although Chen had always clarified that the 300 million yuan car was not his, it could not be denied that he was indeed very capable. In the second half of the dinner, at Zheng Ju's call, everyone stood up and toasted each other with drinks. People come and go, drinks clink, it's lively and bustling, it really feels like a social event. All I can say is that in our traditional Chinese culture, we are all enthusiastic about the etiquette of welcoming and seeing off guests. "old classmate!" Chen Zhaogang was clinking glasses with a classmate from another department when he suddenly saw Bian Xiaoliu walking towards the main table with a drink in hand, looking very proud. Judging from her specially drawn eyebrows and the bright lipstick on her lips, she might have just gone to the bathroom to put on some light makeup. "Hello, old classmate." Chen Zhuo actually didn't want to have too much entanglement with Bian Xiaoliu, but he couldn't refuse directly in this situation, so he could only pick up the drink as well. "Chen Zhe, you can now be said to be the most accomplished student in our junior high school class, and you can even be said to be the pride of No. 16 Middle School!" Bian Xiaoliu is still too young and a little anxious. He doesn't pay attention to the procedures when praising Chen Zhuo, and he praises Chen Zhuo to a dangerous new height right from the start. Therefore, Chen Zhe not only did not feel satisfied, but was even shocked by the stimulation. "I'm just a little luckier. It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

Chen Zhuo quickly waved his hand and said, "The outcome is uncertain. You and I are both bulls... dark horses." "Oh, you are too modest." Bian Xiaoliu stomped her feet lightly. As if she was afraid that others didn't know that they used to sit at the same table, she deliberately raised her voice a little: "When we used to sit together, even if you got full marks in math, you would secretly hide the test paper and not show off." As expected, Zheng Ju, Zhao Chen and others were all very surprised: "You and Chen Zhuo were deskmates?" There was a hint of mockery in Du Xiu and Ai Wentao's eyes. They had known about this for a long time, so they made an exception and recruited Bian Xiaoliu. Later I found out it was a misunderstanding. The relationship between Chen Zhuo and Bian Xiaoliu is like that between Nanjing Road in Shanghai and Hucheng Road in Nanjing. It sounds like they have a close relationship, but in fact, they are not at all. "Yes." Bian Xiaoliu said affectionately: "Chen Zhe was very introverted when he was in junior high school. Who would have thought that he would be able to hire a driver now." "Xiao Liu, that's not my driver." Chen Zhuo seized the opportunity to clarify again: "Even the car is not mine, I just borrowed it from my friend." "It's not yours?" Bian Xiaoliu was suddenly stunned. "Correct!" Chen nodded frantically. He felt that with Bian Xiaoliu's mouth, he should be able to spread this fact quickly. Because Bian Xiaoliu doesn't have the brains of Zhao Chen and others, who can take an extra detour - Since Chen Zhuo can be friends with these people, how bad can he be? After hearing this, Bian Xiaoliu stayed where he was for a moment. So it was borrowed? So all my fantasies just now were just my own wishful thinking? Suddenly, the image of the "young and handsome president" in Bian Xiaoliu's mind became like a perishable wood, completely cracking from bottom to top along the grain, and falling to the ground in pieces. "It's okay, why would you borrow a car?" Bian Xiaoliu murmured. A feeling of humiliation and betrayal came over her. She didn't even clink glasses with Chen Zhuo, and turned back to her seat in the Propaganda Department. Judging from the force with which she turned around, she was probably still quite angry. However, Chen was quite satisfied with the result, and hoped that Bian Xiaoliu could help him clarify the matter. The development of the facts was not beyond Chen Zhuo's expectations. Bian Xiaoliu was really angry. He looked around in his seat and finally chose the "old trash can" Yang Jinxiang out of habit. "Jinxiang."

Bian Xiaoliu said angrily: "The car is not Chen's. He borrowed it just to show off in front of everyone." "is it?" Yang Jinxiang was very calm. He first glanced at the furious Bian Xiaoliu, and then looked at the smiling Chen Zhe, who was discussing something enthusiastically with teacher Zheng Ju. Yang Jinxiang is from the School of Marxism, a major that pays great attention to the basic logic of the development of things. Therefore, Yang Jinxiang, who was in a state of "no desire", could find several "loopholes" with a little calm analysis. He put down his chopsticks and said calmly to Bian Xiaoliu: "Don't you know who Chen is? Can you believe everything he says?" "Also, is there anyone here who needs to be treated pretentiously?" "And Chen Zhe probably doesn't even know that Tao Li and Shang Dongling will be coming. He doesn't want to show off in front of everyone." "It's fine if you borrow the car, but how can you borrow the driver as well? Or even worse, can you be so respectful to a borrowed driver?" …… "did you mean?" Bian Xiaoliu seemed to understand something: "Is Chen Zhuo still the same as he was in junior high school? Even if he got full marks in math, he would still secretly hide the test paper?" "A dog cannot change... ahem... it is easy to change the country, but it is difficult to change one's nature." At the critical moment, Yang Jinxiang still remembered the warning saying "Misfortune comes from the mouth". Fortunately, Bian Xiaoliu was lost in thought and didn't notice anything wrong. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Yang Jinxiang's analysis made sense. Indeed, Chen Zhe is not a god, how did he know that everyone suddenly went outside the box? Also, who would advertise everywhere that their car is borrowed? It seems like they are trying to cover up the truth. Could it be that Chen Zhe didn't want to disrupt his peaceful life as a college student, so he was in a hurry to deny it? Women cannot accept poor men pretending to be rich, but they can allow rich men to pretend to be poor and can even find reasonable reasons for them. Just when Bian Xiaoliu was regretting her reckless behavior, she suddenly saw Chen Zhe walking towards her. "Ah? What is he going to do?" "Is he thinking he just cheated me, so he wants to explain it to me?" "Should I forgive him immediately, or should I be a little more reserved?" …… Countless ideas gathered in Bian Xiaoliu's mind like tadpoles. But before she could find the one that could turn into a frog, Chen Zhe had already given the answer. He patted Liu Qiming's shoulder and motioned him to follow him. "It's not for me." The excitement in Bian Xiaoliu's heart suddenly turned into a spring that flowed away.

Even Yang Jinxiang breathed a sigh of relief, as he thought his old classmate wanted to say a few words to him. There is a big gap in status between the two of them now, and there have been misunderstandings before. Yang Jinxiang doesn't know what mentality to face it with. "Fortunately, it wasn't me that was looking for." Yang Jinxiang comforted himself feeling both relieved and frustrated. However, Liu Qiming's mentality is different from these two self-pitying unlucky guys. It is obvious that Lao Liu wants to help him to make connections. As expected, Chen Zhuo led Liu Da to Zheng Ju and said directly: "Teacher Zheng, this is my roommate Liu Qiming, he is also the secretary of the Propaganda Department. Liu Da is usually down-to-earth and warm to others..." Chen praised Liu Qiming a lot. Zheng Ju smiled and encouraged him, saying that he had remembered this strong-looking young man. "Teacher Zheng." After Chen finished praising Liu Qiming, he lowered his voice a little and said, "I heard that senior sister Ni Kexin is going to resign to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination next semester?" Da Liu was so excited that his nose was almost bubbling. Good brother, you really keep the promise you made! "So you already knew everything? I just wanted to tell you this." Zheng Ju laughed loudly: "Secretary Huang said at the meeting a few days ago that for a capable and representative model student like you, there is no need to follow the old promotion rules. We should give you more responsibilities at the right time." "What do you mean?" Chen Zhao suddenly felt that something was wrong. "After Ni Kexin resigned, you took over her position." Zheng Ju patted Chen's shoulder and said, "A freshman deputy minister is rare in the history of our university." "Fuck...it's true." Chen quickly glanced at Da Liu. Liu Qiming's smile froze on his face. If he hadn't taken a few breaths occasionally, he would have felt as if he was "petrified because he couldn't accept the fact." "Mr. Zheng, I won't have time to do anything next semester." Chen Zhuo hurriedly tried to save the situation: "So being a deputy minister is just like taking up the latrine without doing anything. It's better to give it to someone with more virtue." "Isn't there someone else doing the work?" Zheng Ju pointed at Liu Qiming and said, "You just mentioned that Xiao Liu has so many advantages. He is capable and dedicated. You can definitely let him do everything." "Fuck you..." Chen was almost speechless. The reason I exaggerate Liu is not to make him work behind the scenes, but to push him to the front.

Now, everything seems to be going smoothly. "Teacher Zheng, I really can't do it." Chen Zhuo still didn't give up and planned to talk to Zheng Ju about his difficulties. Unexpectedly, Zheng Ju was more sincere than Chen Zhuo: "Chen Zhuo, I'm asking you to do this. You must agree to it." "Secretary Huang should cooperate with school leaders to set an example and model." Zheng Ju sighed and said, "You are the role model. This is a political task. If you don't agree, it will be equivalent to me not completing the task assigned by the leader." “…I’m convinced…” Chen was silent for a long time. He never expected that he would become a "political victim". But come to think of it, it seemed that he had only suffered a little injustice, and the one who was really hurt was Liu Qiming. Liu had been planning for this position a month ago. In order to leave a good impression, he often devoted himself to the work of the Student Union without sleep or food. Who would have thought that it was given to his lazy roommate Chen Zhuo. This bastard is never seen at any activities, let alone work. Liu Qiming suddenly understood what Chen Zhuo said - when it comes to promotions in peacetime, ability and contribution have never been the decisive factors. In the end, Chen Zhuo could only support Liu Qiming, who looked like he had lost his parents and could barely walk, and return to his seat. He ignored the curious Bian Xiaoliu and Yang Jinxiang, and poured two glasses of orange juice, holding one in his own hand and handing the other to Liu Qiming. "Brother, I really didn't mean it." Chen said with a hint of guilt. Although in the whole incident, Chen Zhe considered himself a "victim". But in the eyes of others, he is more like a "pretender" who gets something for nothing. That's why Chen Zhe felt a little guilty, even though he looked down on this deputy minister at all and just wanted to study hard and start a business. Liu Qiming didn't take the orange juice at first. It was not until Chen Zhuo called out for the second time that he snatched it away, and without even taking a breath, he tilted his head back and swallowed the whole thing. "nothing dealing with you!" Liu Qiming was breathing heavily, staring at the glass with empty eyes. Chen was just worried that the child would become stupid because of the stimulation. Big Liu suddenly put down the cup with a thump, stared at Chen and said, "Old Six, you have to become the president of the Student Union as soon as possible, understand?" "What?" Chen Zhuo found it difficult to understand the leap in thinking.

"When you become chairman, just assign me a minister." Liu Qiming gnashed his teeth and said, "I want to be Zhao Gao, Qin Hui, and Yan Song, recruiting people according to my own preferences and enjoying the power of willfulness!" Chen Zhuo: ... ······ This incident may have had a great impact on Liu, and almost made him lose his goal of striving for a better life. But Chen Zhe was powerless for the time being. All he could do was to correct Liu Qiming in time if he was really forced to become the president of the Student Union one day. Rights should not be arbitrary, but should be put into the cage of the system! Chen Zhuo returned to the main table to eat, drink and chat for a while. The joint dinner of the three departments was finally coming to an end. At the end, Zheng Ju asked the Student Union President Zhao Chen to give a speech. Zhao Chen nudged Chen Zhuo's arm. Although he knew Chen Zhuo would not agree, he still said, "Do you want to tell us about your entrepreneurial journey?" "I don't have any experience." Chen smiled and waved his hand: "Let's talk about it when I have been in business for two and a half years." “Why two and a half years…” How could Zhao Chen understand this joke? He stood up and said some encouraging PUA-style words to everyone. It simply means "The Student Union is a united big family. I hope everyone can hone their abilities in it and use this platform to achieve their initial goals in life..." If this had happened in the past, Liu would have certainly listened attentively. Now this loser, leaning back in his chair, snorted here and there with disdain, looking as if he had seen through the desolate world. After Zhao Chen finished brainwashing, more than 20 people walked out of the big box one after another. Chen Zhe didn't know who would pay the bill, and it was most likely that the three ministers pooled the funds for the event. He didn't care about this matter, and didn't walk in front with Zheng Ju and the others in a high-profile manner. Instead, he mixed in the crowd with Liu Qiming and prepared to go back to the dormitory together. However, when ordinary students saw Chen Zhuo, they were obviously a little reserved in their eyes and actions. Although they didn't know him, they would still smile at Chen Zhuo politely. Even when leaving the box, he would deliberately lag behind a step to let Chen Zhe go out first. Chen was a little unhappy. What kind of work intensity is Bian Xiaoliu showing? Why do some classmates respect her so abnormally? Didn’t she spread the news that “the luxury car was borrowed”? In fact, after Yang Jinxiang's request, Bian Xiaoliu spent the second half of the call on her phone, and looked up the price of the car on Baidu to determine Chen Zhe's current net worth. As Chen was thinking about it, he suddenly felt the crowd's footsteps stop in unison. It was as if there was a traffic light right in front of the hotel, and the light was red. Not only that, all the teachers and students in front turned their heads and looked back, with their eyes set on Chen Zhe. This uniform action made Chen Zhue, who had rich social experience, feel at a loss.

He suppressed the doubts in his mind, and walked along a passage that everyone had made way for, looking outside. "Fuck!" You don’t know until you see it. Once you see it, you will feel like dying. The Mercedes-Benz S600, which was so dazzling and caused Chen a lot of trouble, was actually parked safely on the side of the road. And when he saw Chen's figure, the driver Ma Haijun immediately got out of the driving seat and trotted to open the back door. It fully demonstrates the image of a well-trained, responsible and professional full-time driver. Damn... Chen was thinking with his butt, and he knew what impact Ma Haijun's actions would bring. The facts that I had just clarified with great difficulty might very well vanish into thin air. "...Why don't you leave?" Chen squeezed out of the restaurant, sighed deeply in his heart, and said to the Tsushima Navy with a deathly pale face. Ma Haijun didn't notice Chen Zhuo's helplessness. He stood up straight and replied in a loud voice: "I won't leave without Mr. Chen's instructions." "Wow~" I don’t know who in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, but immediately there was a burst of discussions. The object of everyone's crickets is undoubtedly Chen Zhe. "faint!" Chen Zhuo really wanted to slap his head hard. He forgot to let Ma Haijun go first when he got off the car just now. Who knew that he would actually wait here. "that……" Chen turned around and looked at everyone, not giving up and still wanting to explain. But looking at their "strange" eyes, it seemed as if there was an invisible gap that deeply separated me from ordinary students. "Chen Zhe." Zheng Ju also frowned, pulled Chen Zhuo aside, and taught him seriously: "Originally, he is your driver, so I shouldn't comment on him. But when we eat, you can definitely add a pair of chopsticks and a stool so that he can sit down and fill his stomach first." "My day..." Chen Zhe is really aggrieved. Everything is blamed on me. "When you have time, observe how Principal Luo treats the driver. He almost treats him like a half-family member." Zheng Ju said earnestly: "You are so smart, you must realize that the driver is trained to be a confidant, how can you treat a confidant badly..." Looking at Zheng Ju's serious, attentive, and unquestionable tone and expression, Chen Zhe could feel that no matter how he explained it now, no one would believe him. He stared at the pitch-blue sky in silence for a moment, like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, and said bitterly: "...This is my mistake. I will pay attention next time."

"A good comrade is one who can correct his mistakes." Zheng Ju smiled and said, "I don't know how much you will achieve in the future. I can only give you some small suggestions. Please get in the car. The driver has been waiting for so long." In fact, this place is quite close to the school, and Chen Zhuo originally planned to walk back with Liu Qiming. But after being "stabbed in the back" by Ma Haijun, Chen felt that there was no room for him here anymore. So, he took deep, solemn and cowardly steps that could not be explained even after being wronged, and sat in the back row of the 300 million car. As the vehicle slid slowly and steadily, Chen glanced through the window. The sad looks of those students showed envy, excitement, and an urgency to share gossip with others after discovering it. "It's over." Chen Zhuo suddenly collapsed onto the leather seat. I can all imagine what my reputation will be in school tomorrow. ······ (End of this chapter)