"The time we spend together is always so short. Today's broadcast is coming to an end. Let's meet again tomorrow. Goodbye, students."
In the 101 Entrepreneurship Base, Hu Linyu was dissatisfied when she heard the familiar voice from the campus radio station, "Chen Hansheng, you've already let someone like Shang Yanyan into the school radio station. What happened to your promise to let me go to the student union?"
In Hu Linyu's mind, Shang Yeonyeon would never be able to enter the news center broadcast station unless someone helped her.
Other than Chen Hansheng, there was probably no one else in the class who had this ability.
Of course, even Shang Yeonyeon herself said the same thing. The class monitor helped me get in.
Chen Hansheng was actually a little helpless. He didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Chen Tianyu suddenly took a fancy to the coquettish Shang Yeonyeon.
The most annoying thing was that Shang Yeonyeon didn't seem to be interested in Chen Tianyu, who was tall, rich, and handsome.
"The student union is a small problem. Don't be too anxious."
Chen Hansheng was almost guaranteed to be the vice chairman of the humanities department next year. The chairman would be Qi Wei. With their relationship, it would be easy to recruit a follower.
However, he didn't tell Hu Linyu the actual situation. He was worried that if she accidentally spread it, it would affect his upright image.
The vice chairman wasn't the final destination. The chairman was.
"Besides, you can't do the broadcast station job even if I give it to you."
Chen Hansheng told the truth. Hu Linyu's hometown accent was too strong when she spoke. She often couldn't tell the difference between the n and l.
Hu Linyu angrily pulled down her mask and glared at Chen Hansheng.
Chen Hansheng curled his lips, "Just wear it. You can pretend to be a beauty with only your eyes exposed."
"Youchu, can you control Chen Hansheng?"
Hu Linyu had no choice but to turn her head and complain to Shen Youchu.
Shen Youchu lowered her head in embarrassment. Other than Liang Meijuan, who else could control Chen Hansheng?
"Let's go. The working people are the most glorious."
At around 11 o'clock, Chen Hansheng prepared to go to the New Century Electronic Equipment Factory to receive the express delivery. It was his turn to work today.
It had been nearly a month since March. The express delivery service of the electronic equipment factory had been taken over by Rocket 101, and there had been no mistakes. Zhong Jiancheng was speechless.
Chen Hansheng had just stepped on the accelerator when a figure walked over with a small bowl in his hand.
"Radix Isatidis."
Shen Youchu whispered.
After Chen Hansheng finished drinking, Shen Youchu washed the small bowl and put it back. Hu Linyu was a little worried. "Youchu, if you put all your thoughts on a man like this, what if his feelings for you change in the future?"
Shen Youchu raised her head and looked at Hu Linyu. After a while, she shook her head and said, "I, I don't know."
… ….
After Chen Hansheng arrived at the New Century Electronic Equipment Factory, he did not immediately start working. After parking his car, he first started bragging to the security guards.
He knew how to do things, he was eloquent, and he also knew the rules. The security guards on duty in the electronic equipment factory all liked this young fellow.
"Chief Chen."
The security guard smoked the cigarette that Chen Hansheng handed over to him. "Those people under you are indeed diligent, but there are very few people who know how to talk like you. There are some things that we are only accommodating because of your face."
Chen Hansheng laughed, "Thank you, everyone. After I get this month's salary, I will treat everyone to a meal."
"See, Chief Chen is indeed a straightforward person."
However, after walking to the front of the administrative building of the electronic equipment factory, Chen Hansheng threw away the cigarette butt, tidied up his clothes, took out a bag of fruits from his bag and walked to the front desk.
"Sister Wen, that day you said that your throat was uncomfortable, so I specially bought you a bag of pears."
This person called "Sister Wen" was at the front desk of the administrative building. She looked to be in her early twenties. Chen Hansheng even forgot her surname, but pretended to be very concerned about her.
"Aiya, I am so sorry, Hansheng, you don't have to be so polite next time."
Sister Wen happily took the pears.
The express deliveries were all placed at the front desk of the administrative building. The task of Chen Hansheng and the other couriers was to first categorize them, then register them, and finally use a tricycle to drag them to the entrance and wait for the Shentong Express delivery truck to take them away.
Chen Hansheng had a good relationship with Sister Wen at the front desk. They chatted while picking out the express deliveries. Sister Wen also said, "Hansheng, your other colleagues are not very good at chatting. They only know how to collect the express deliveries."
Chen Hansheng laughed, "Maybe it is because they rarely meet such a beautiful woman like Sister Wen, so they are too nervous."
"Aiyo, you have such a sweet mouth."
Sister Wen peeled a pear and cut it into two pieces, "You also eat half of it."
Chen Hansheng was not willing to eat the same fruit as Sister Wen, and said, "Sister Wen, pears cannot be eaten separately. If it is separated, it is called separation, and the meaning is not good."
Sister Wen felt that what Chen Hansheng said made sense. Right now, she quite liked Chen Hansheng, and for the time being, she did not want to separate from him.
Just at this moment, the office director of the administrative department, Qu Meihong, walked over while wearing high heels. Sister Wen hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to work seriously.
However, Qu Meihong did not come to find trouble with Sister Wen. Instead, she specifically said to Chen Hansheng, "Hansheng, last time, you answered my child's homework problem very correctly."
Chen Hansheng said modestly, "It was not me who answered it, I brought it back to find my friends, and they helped me solve it."
"In short, thank you for your help, next time if I have any problems, I will still look for you."
"No problem, Sister Meihong."
… …
Chen Hansheng used the only resources that he had to deal with all the people that he could come into contact with in the New Era Electronics Factory.
Including that insatiable Zhao Chunming.
At around 1 pm in the afternoon, Chen Hansheng rode a tricycle and dragged the registered express delivery to the door. Not long after, the Shentong Express delivery truck arrived.
When he was transporting the express delivery, that familiar wine-red sports car appeared again. This was probably the closest that Chen Hansheng had ever been to this car.
The sports car slowed down and passed by the door. The woman sitting in the car probably forgot about Chen Hansheng, or maybe it was because Chen Hansheng was wearing the express delivery uniform, and she did not remember that she had asked for directions before.
Chen Hansheng was thinking about whether he should create an opportunity to pretend to know the woman, when suddenly, his phone rang.
"Hansheng, I saw you at the door, send me to a place later." Zhao Chunming instructed through the phone.
Chen Hansheng hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still gave up the opportunity to get to know the "big shot" and said to Zhao Chunming through the phone, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Hansheng sneered in his heart. Kong Jing has never once ordered me to do anything. Zhao Chunming, this son of a bitch, really thinks that I am his driver and ATM.
He took out the voice recorder, checked the battery and put it into his pocket.
"Manager Zhao, where are you going?"
Chen Hansheng asked with a smile, looking very friendly.
"I am going to Tianshui Gathering for tea. Our deputy director made an appointment."
Tianshui Gathering was a teahouse in Jiangling District. When they were at the door, Zhao Chunming did not plan to bring Chen Hansheng in. He even instructed, "Wait here for me."
Chen Hansheng nodded and agreed.
However, before Zhao Chunming could take a few steps, Chen Hansheng suddenly called him from behind, "Manager Zhao, your bag."
Zhao Chunming took a look, and sure enough, he forgot to take his briefcase. He took his briefcase and hurried into the teahouse.
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