Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 672 Promotion

  Since she walked through the campus, Qin Qing has never used a guide for the blind. As long as no one says hello in the school, she can hardly find the difference.

  In fact, no one would like to be treated as an outlier, and Qin Qing is no exception.

  Only after a week of adaptation period, the attention that initially attracted as a student's face and the special admissions status of Beijing University seems to have come back. At this time, it was about time to read early, and Qin Qing had no other friends around, and quite uncomfortably concealed the traces of the neckline, fearing that Feng Yan accidentally made the mark of the mouth and exposed it.

  Just as she was about to walk into the teaching building, she slapped her, and a hand slapped her shoulder behind her, accompanied by a familiar male voice.

   "Hey, big red man, congratulations, I guess you don't know what happened now." The young boy's footsteps contrasted sharply with his agile movements just now.

   "Is it okay for the vice president to hold such grudges?" Qin Qing kept walking, raising her foot up the steps, and jokingly while staring straight at the same time.

  As for what kind of hatred is remembered, of course, it is the terrible hatred that acts as a huge light bulb and sends love letters to the minister and his girlfriend.

"Cough cough, I found your mouth is quite poisonous." Xiang Le coughed awkwardly with his fist against his lips, and then embarrassedly said vaguely: "Thank you for helping us keep it secret. Everyone thinks that She has a crush on the president."

  The camouflage work of this young couple is very well done, not only is no one noticed underground, but on the face of it, there are many rumors in the outside world about Berlin's words and listening to Huo Junsen.

  Even Qin Qing listened to Bexi's complaints last time.

  "This is your freedom." Qin Qing shook her head, expressing that she has no hobby of gossiping to promote the feelings of others. She is also noncommittal about the student union's rule that no internal members are allowed to fall in love.

Her indifferent and casual attitude is quite suitable for Le's appetite, and she doesn't care about the sights cast by the surrounding students. As Qin Qing nodded and wanted to leave, she smiled and stretched out her hand at the door of the class. "I congratulate you first, and welcome to work together in the future."

  Work together.

  Qin Qing immediately understood what was happening in the morning, and she also stretched out her hand and smiled, "I am looking forward to it."

"Although I only entered the student union through the most basic selection, I want to use your ability to become our true partner soon." Xiang Le held her hand and felt the girl's soft fingers are delicate and smooth. There was no trace of the cocoon, a deep flash of eyebrows flashed, and then the subject quickly changed, "There is an initiation ceremony at noon, and Boling will come to pick you up."

   "Okay." Qin Qing agreed, and stood at the door watching the other party leave. Her fingertips also rubbed carefully, and she had more expectations for the phrase ‘true partner’.

  At this time, it was almost time to ring the preparatory bell. The students in the second class were almost there. After witnessing the scene behind the door, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  "This person is really incomparable with people. People who can't see it are better than us. I joined the student union in only a week and got out of the most tasteless grassroots."

   "Yes, you think the class leader has been a cow and horse for two and a half years. Every semester is a good student and an excellent class leader. What's the use? To enter the student union, you still have to have real skills."

  …… For a transfer freshman plus a blind person selected into the Student Union, the students have no malice. After all, the awards received by the main core members of the Student Union each year fill the lobby of the teaching building. It seems that these gifted students receive preferential treatment.

  While Qin Qing originally had the aura of Beijing University's special enrollment, this time the student union election seems to be a logical matter.

  However, one person does not think so.

  Bexi saw the promotion results posted on the big-character poster on the bulletin board early in the morning. There was only one name on the empty paper, which was eye-catching and dazzling. After entering the classroom, she kept burying her head in writing on the paper, listening to the noisy comments coming from her ears, instead of screaming loudly to maintain order as before, but holding the pen tip tighter and falling on the paper. The strength increased a bit.

  Until someone knocked on the table, she stopped moving, snapped the exercise book closed, and looked up to see that it was Qin Qing, who had written that the back of her hand twitched twice in the morning.

   "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now." She tugged at the corner of her mouth, showing a slightly stiff smile, and then stood up and let the person in, "Why are you late today?"

  "Talk to Xiang Le at the door for a while." Qin Qing answered truthfully, putting her schoolbag in the drawer, and taking out a walkman to start listening to the conference report.

After the stable operation of Macau, there are more industries that she has to take care of, such as casinos, clothing, font development, and the early investment in the artist studio in Hong Kong has also entered the track, and there are various work progress reports every day. She went to listen and deal with it.

  There are no new courses in the third year of high school, and she is too lazy to use textbooks for the blind, so she simply takes up school time to deal with official affairs.

   "Qin Qing." After waiting for a while, Bexi saw that the girl didn't seem to say anything, so she couldn't help pulling her sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "How are things going on with me, please?"

  At home this weekend, she couldn't calm down to study at all. All she thought was the letter.

  Qin Qing had forgotten too much. He took off the earphones, took out the letter from his schoolbag and returned it, saying indifferently: "The vice chairman asked me to say sorry to you."

  This is the most direct and simple rejection.

Bech hesitated for a weekend and turned pale and weak, staring blankly at the letter in his hand that was sealed intact, and he hadn't even opened the letter before, and his palm was tightened a little bit until the entire letter was squeezed. Is it just that?"

  A sincere heart for others, is it just such a result?

Um? Qin Qing looked at her puzzled, not knowing what nice words to add to her refusal, so she just nodded.

Bess looked at the calm face and the girl's seemingly indifferent attitude. The scene of the two people shaking hands at the door just now looked at each other and smiled like a sharp knife pierced her heart fiercely, "Why... …Isn’t you okay, why doesn’t he even want to take a look at this letter?"

  The sound of the preparation bell was submerged in Bech's abrupt pitch, and all the students in the class turned their heads in surprise.

  Qin Qing also frowned, and her voice became colder, "It has nothing to do with anyone's friendship."

  Whoever stipulates that the love letter passed by a good friend must be read. There is no logical relationship between the two.

  (End of this chapter)