It took Jiang Chacha several seconds to digest Wen Huaizhi's words.

There was a big question mark over her head.

--what?

What is he saying?
How did he have the face to say this?

Yes, he is awesome, he is a genius academic master who is rare in a century, he is a god of learning, people like them can't compare to her.

But he was only here for an interview, and he just wanted to enter a small publicity department. Why did he, the noble student president, break his guard and compare with others?
Ginger tea dried up in silence.

She noticed that the head of the Propaganda Department next to her was also strangely quiet.

Maybe she is as speechless as she is.

Jiang Chacha organized the language for a long time, and then restrained her urge to curse.

"The chairman..."

"He just came to interview the Propaganda Department."

Wen Huaizhi looked over from above, his displeased eyes seemed to be asking noblely, "What the hell are you talking about?".

Jiang Chacha swallowed, and continued, "...I didn't come to run against you for the student council president."

The implication is——

Are you sick?Why compare you with other young freshmen to suppress their self-esteem.

Wen Huaizhi raised his eyebrows lazily, showing an expression of "So that's how it is", and then slowly smiled.

Just when Jiang Chacha thought he finally realized how disgraceful his behavior was.

In the end, Wen Huaizhi showed her a noble and cold expression, "So what."

"Isn't he still trash?"

Ginger Chacha: "..."

6.

Yes, yes, you are the honorable president of the student council. Who here can compare with you, an old man?
Jiang Chacha silently rolled her eyes.

Unable to get angry, she said in a strange way: "Yes, you are the president of the student council."

Wen Huaizhi pursed his lips and looked at her.

This made the Propaganda Minister sandwiched between the two unable to lift her head at all, and wanted to find a place to hide. She didn't want to stand in the middle and bear the firepower of the two.

Especially the president's side.

Boom, it's really scary!

However, the innocent boy who caused this incident didn't seem to feel the strong sense of hostility and gunpowder from the president of the student body at all.

The sunflower on his head shook and shook, showing an innocent smile, and looked at them expectantly with his face in his hands, "Then, did I pass the interview?"

"Passed."

"No."

Ginger tea:...

Too lazy to talk to the man who doesn't know how to respect others, Jiang Chacha turned her head, "Say it."

The Propaganda Minister who was suddenly named: ...

The two immediate bosses are here, what do you want her to say?What did you say? ? ?

Both sides can't afford to offend, okay!

And, the one next to you...is the president of the student council...

However, the Minister of Propaganda thought, he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense, right?

Then she will suffer strong moral condemnation in her heart! !

As expected, the Propaganda Minister had been in the student union for a long time, and his words were ambiguous, so he immediately threw out this hot potato.

"Well... I think the overall quality of this boy is not bad. But this is just my opinion. Compared with the president and vice president, my vision and work experience are shallower. Much more, so it depends on what the president and vice president mean..."

Very well, this question was simply kicked back to the opposite side by her.

Jiang Chacha cursed the old fried dough stick in her heart.

Forget it, she didn't offend Wen Huaizhi once or twice.

Still afraid this time?
Furthermore, why is she afraid of Wen Huaizhi now?

She is the woman who holds the secret of the hero!

So, Jiang Chacha suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, she took a step with her slender legs, and she walked in front of Wen Huaizhi, their toes were close to each other, they were inseparable, but she didn't notice it at all.

Because the man in front of me is too tall.

So, she had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and try her best to reach Wen Huaizhi's ear.

But still not enough.

His height advantage crushed her to death.

As soon as he got angry, Jiang Chacha grabbed his tie, forcing him to bend down a little.

In fact, her strength couldn't shake the man in front of him at all.

But the man moved his jaw slightly, leaned over, and approached her.

Jiang Chacha grabbed the hand of his tie and paused.

it's wired.

Wen Huaizhi was very strange.

Since I bumped into his secret last time, the man in front of me seems to have calmed down, and he has become much quieter, as if he was called to a prison to rectify. When he usually looks at her, his eyes are light and his lips are soft Sipping, not taking the initiative to say a word or two to her, extraordinarily silent, not like him.

For example, if she were to pull his tie so boldly in public, it would be a provocation to his dignity.

And he is a person who values ​​dignity more than death.

And now, she didn't see the slightest bit of anger in his eyes?
This man must be insane, not normal.

Jiang Chacha cursed in her heart.

However, she quickly had a flash in her mind.

Oh oh oh, she got it!

She finally knew why!

Because she has grasped Wen Huaizhi's secret, for this arrogant man with a narcissistic personality, he absolutely does not allow others to peep into the most vulnerable and powerless corner of his heart.

He also doesn't want to be pitied by others.

Therefore, there is only one reason why Wen Huaizhi doesn't resist now, his handle is in her hands, he must be afraid that she will reveal his secret!
Does that mean that she can manipulate him at will?At her mercy?

Jiang Chacha suddenly became overconfident.

She tugged on his tie again, causing his jaw to drop even lower.

Facing his silent and warm eyes, Jiang Chacha showed a smug and cute expression.

For some reason, she whispered in his ear, exhaled lightly, and said something with her lips hooked.

"Sir, you don't want your secret to be known by others, do you?"

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