A heartthrob? Here you go!

It was extremely quiet in the meeting room.

Chairman Zhang has always been taciturn, calm and steady, and is Chairman Song's most loyal supporter.

But today he openly rejected Chairman Song's request.

Without waiting for Song Jingshen to speak, the others became angry. They could not allow anyone to dare to provoke Song Jingshen.

Chairman Song is such a good person, how dare he...

The vice president's face turned cold, and he stood up. Just as he was about to speak, a warm and slightly cold voice stopped him:

"Mo Honghu, sit down!"

The vice president sat down subconsciously, gritting his teeth and holding back unwillingly.

Song Jingshen slowly put down the pen in his hand, his figure as straight and handsome as a bamboo, and asked with a gentle smile on his face:

"Does Daoqing have any other ideas?"

"I don't agree with Chairman Song's arrangement."

Come to think of it, Senior Yu didn’t actually mention explicitly that she had a boyfriend.

The cold and handsome young man slowly stood up and uttered a piercing word from his ruddy thin lips: "I have something very important to do today and cannot obey the arrangement."

It was Senior Song who had been misleading him all along.

Zhang Daoqing turned his head and met Song Jingshen's gaze.

Behind the elegant young man, the huge screen was frozen on the words "self-discipline and restoration of propriety", with a line of small words below:

As a member of the student union, only by setting an example and taking the lead can you win others over with virtue. You must not rely on power or emotions to stir up trouble, and you must not be morally corrupt and interfere in the affairs of others.

You Shuijing didn't understand why Chairman Song wanted to freeze on this page to make personnel arrangements, but he still quietly entered the minutes of the meeting word by word.

Don't get involved with others.

It feels a little strange.

After You Shuijing quietly typed this line of words, he obediently put down his hands and lowered his head, just in time to see the communicator screen light up for a moment.

It was Sister Yu who sent the message.

You Shuijing didn't click on it. He looked up at the two of them, then lowered his head and sat quietly.

Beside the long and wide pure white conference table, one person stood in front of the table, and the other stood at the end of the table, and they seemed to be in a vague confrontation.

Song Jingshen followed up Zhang Daoqing's words and asked with a gentle smile, "What's the important matter? I haven't heard of any important matter in the Zhang family."

Zhang Daoqing stared at Song Jingshen, his eyes dark and deep: "Life matters."

If Senior Song is unwilling to make it public, then he is a beast and unworthy of Senior Yu.

If Senior Yu doesn't want to make it public...

Then his chance came.

Pretend you know nothing, try to contact and seduce her, get Senior Sister Yu, and then apologize to Senior Brother Song.

Leng Bai's slender fingers picked up the documents on the table, and Zhang Daoqing turned and left.

He wanted to investigate where Senior Sister Yu had gone, then wait on that road and ask clearly.

Outside the hospital, Yu Ge sent a message to You Shuijing and then looked at the time.

It's almost time.

Yu Ge got up, got on the bus and headed towards the agreed location.

When they arrived at the agreed coffee shop, a calm and reserved middle-aged man appeared soon. He sat opposite Yu Ge, extended his hand and introduced: "Zhao Ping."

Yu Ge held his hand: "Yu Ge."

"I know you." Zhao Ping nodded, clicked the screen embedded in the desktop, opened the menu, looked up and asked Yu Ge: "Is iced American coffee okay?"

Yu Ge nodded, Zhao Ping clicked his finger briskly, turned off the screen, and went straight to the point, asking: "What suggestions do you have for the general public's unwillingness to obey the work of the Special Supervision Bureau?"

"It depends on who the general public is referring to."

Zhao Ping smiled and said, "A week ago, a criminal escaped from the State of Syria. According to the satellite system, he fled into the local civilian area, but when the Special Supervisory Bureau entered to search, they found nothing, and the residents were silent."

"Faced with this crisis of trust, how do you think we should solve it?"

The most fundamental thing, of course, is to accept requests for help from the public, but the sharp increase in workload will inevitably lead to a shortage of manpower and the need to recruit people. Once more civilians enter the system, they will gradually have a say.

This is something that all nobles do not want to see.

Including Zhao Ping in front of him.

"Excuse me." Junxiu placed the coffee gently in front of the two of them, quickly glanced at Yu Ge, and his cheeks turned slightly red, and his slender fingers clenched the tray.

"Please enjoy your meal." He said softly, bent down to gesture, and then turned and left.

Yu Ge took a sip of iced American coffee, thought about his words, and spoke slowly.

Upstate University, third floor of the Executive Building.

After Zhang Daoqing left, the conference room fell into silence for a while.

The people sitting on both sides of the conference table were either indignant or secretly glancing at the young man sitting at the top.

Over the years, there have been people who have challenged Chairman Song, but they will eventually surrender to him.

All those who refused to surrender were eventually never heard from again.

As a group of people who are close to Chairman Song, they know clearly that Chairman Song is never as good at talking as rumored by the outside world.

But now it is Chairman Zhang who disobeys the arrangement...

Song Jingshen sighed: "Yes, I have never considered your personal lives..."

"That's not the case. Chairman Song, you are very good."

The young man's beautiful and stunning face was covered with a trace of melancholy, and his self-blaming words made the overwhelmed people stand up and refute: "Your arrangement is very reasonable, it is Chairman Zhang who is too self-willed."

"Yes, it's all Chairman Zhang's fault. Chairman Song, you don't have to blame yourself."

Everyone in the conference room spoke up to comfort Song Jingshen, and some even blamed Zhang Daoqing.

It’s all his fault. He made Chairman Song sad.

Song Jingshen's eyebrows relaxed, and he defended her by saying, "We have been classmates for many years, there is no need to attack each other with such words."

"Daoqing must really have something urgent. Since he can't do it..." Song Jingshen's gaze shifted to the clean and handsome boy who was quietly taking notes.

The boy has fluffy hair, round eyes with drooping eye corners, white and transparent skin, and his whole body exudes a pure and harmless aura, and he is quiet and reserved.

"The water is clean." Song Jingshen shouted.

You Shuijing raised his head and responded. Song Jingshen smiled and said, "This task is for you. Can you accept it?"

You Shuijing responded softly, and Song Jingshen withdrew his gaze.

As a freshman, although he is a commoner and difficult to win the support of others, no top family members will enroll in the next three years. With his support and Shui Jing's strong ability, it is not difficult to manage the Student Union and the Discipline Committee.

The most important thing is that he has nothing to do with the little fish, and he will not covet the little fish or have any hateful thoughts.

After arranging the people, the meeting ended and You Shuijing opened the communicator to check Yu Ge's message.

Sister Yu: Xiaojing, Aunt You is sick, why didn't you tell me?

Sister Yu: When will you come home? I'm going to see Aunt You.

You Shuijing typed a reply: I will go back at six o'clock on Friday night. I will pick you up then and we will go home together.