Into the Blood of the President

Special assistant Xu put the documents in the cabinet, then opened Mr. Shen's itinerary for today and took a look.An invited lecture scheduled two weeks ago was just this afternoon. After reminding the driver, Lao Li, Xu Tezhu took the speech materials prepared by the secretariat to the president's office.

Shen Wenhe briefly read the materials they collected, and he had a clue about the theme of the lecture in the afternoon: "It's done well." Then he put the materials aside, packed up his things and prepared to go to lunch.

Shen Wenhe took off his glasses and put them into the mirror case. He looked up and saw that Special Assistant Xu's eyes were wrong: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Shen, how about you wear a tie?" Xu Tezhu bit the bullet and suggested to the boss.

Shen Wenhe fastened the top button of his shirt with one hand with a half-smile, and left the office after glancing at him.

Xu Tezhu got goosebumps after being swept by the CEO's gaze. He felt sorry for himself. If there were not too many people staring at the boss in the company, if the photos were spread, some gossip news would appear in the blink of an eye. Why would he be so clueless? !

S University campus.Before the National Day, many activities are concentrated in these two days.Taking advantage of the fact that organizations such as clubs, student unions, etc. have just finished accepting new recruits, when there are sufficient manpower and newcomers are full of enthusiasm, these organizations have started to hold activities to expand or demonstrate their influence and unite people's hearts.

The most notable of these is the annual welcome party for new students held by the S University Student Union.

It is said to be a freshman party, but the protagonists are mostly senior students who have already made their mark. With their talents and popularity, these people are definitely more eye-catching than the first-year freshmen who have just emerged.

So on the surface, this activity is to welcome the new students, but in the dark it is a battle between all grades and colleges.

Zhou Xiuxiu put the registration form on the table in front of Xu Feng: "Xu Feng, is there any program you want to apply for?"

"No." Xu Feng replied casually, leaning on his arms.

"I remember you mentioned before that you can play the violin, and I happen to be able to play the piano. Why don't the two of us have a show together? It's the last year of college, so try not to leave any regrets!" Zhou Xiuxiu suggested.

"I don't remember saying that I know how to play the violin. How did you know that?" Xu Feng finally turned his attention to Zhou Xiuxiu. Given how much he hates this instrument, it is impossible to mention it in school. .

After Zhou Xiuxiu knew his identity, she consciously remembered some things when handling the documents. A suggestion she thought was normal made Xu Feng doubtful.

Zhou Xiuxiu was flustered by Xu Feng's suspicious eyes: "It seems that someone told me, but I forgot who it was."

"Squad leader, then you may have misremembered. Xu Feng never said he could play the violin. I remember Liu Xiangming would. You should ask him!" Zhang Jingke interjected. Some people mistakenly think that Xu Feng is bragging, but it is not good to back down when things come to an end.

"Is...really? Then I'll ask Xiang Ming, maybe I just misremembered..." Xu Feng's staring eyes at her made Zhou Xiuxiu feel as if she had been seen through, she comforted herself, sure It's because she's too sensitive.After calming down, Zhou Xiuxiu pretended to be nonchalant and walked towards the students at the next table.

"Hey, the monitor didn't ask me just now, did he?" Zhang Jingke reacted.

"The registration form is still there, what program do you want to apply for?"

"Just say it, just say it." Zhang Jingke pushed the application form back onto Xu Feng's desk like a hot potato.

When the class meeting was over, the registration form on Xu Feng's desk was still blank. After Zhou Xiuxiu and the others left, they bit their lips and put the registration form into the document bag.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, a poster of the lecture on the relationship between learning and career development was put up at the entrance of the library.

The students entering and leaving the library didn't pay much attention to this poster at first. S University holds countless lectures every year, and such non-academic lectures are even more common.

Wang Aijia is a senior student who is about to graduate. Their professional courses will end soon, and they have been worrying about the internship work these days.After lunch, when I went to the library with my friends to return the books, I happened to see this lecture. Although I felt that this lecture was probably a cliché with nothing new, but I was troubled in my heart, so I stood in front of the poster and took a look.

"It's three o'clock this afternoon!" Wang Aijia's friend followed her to take a look, and when he saw the time, he grabbed Wang Aijia's arm, "Everyone has already made an appointment to go shopping in the afternoon, let's talk about it next time, there are many lectures like this Yes, there will definitely be more in the future!"

Wang Aijia stared blankly at the name of the invitees below, and when she heard what her friend said, she quickly grabbed her and said eagerly: "Nan Nan, look quickly, your phone wallpaper!"

"What's wrong with my phone wallpaper?" Zheng Nan asked confusedly.

"That person in your phone wallpaper!" Wang Aijia's mind was tied up in a hurry.

"Mr. Shen?" Zheng Nan tentatively asked her, but still didn't understand what she wanted to say.

"Yes!" Wang Aijia took a deep breath, pulled her closer to the poster, and pointed out to her the inconspicuous name below, "Look here! Does this name look familiar! Mr. Shen seems to be called this name Right?" Wang Aijia asked uncertainly.

"Ah——" Zheng Nan pulled Wang Aijia and jumped on the spot excitedly, "That's the name! This is Mr. Shen, it must be, and it must not be the same name!"

The place where the library swipes the card to enter and exit is very crowded at this time. Many people frowned when they heard Zheng Nan’s scream. The students who were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination were reviewing very nervously. When they came back from dinner, they saw someone at the door of the library. Jumping and shouting, feeling agitated, he spoke a few words directly.

Zheng Nan was very upset at what she said, but she also knew that her behavior in public places was indeed a bit inappropriate, so she endured it.

Wang Aijia breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice was much lower: "Nan Nan, do you think this person will be Mr. Shen?"

"Let's not disturb others, we don't need such a small voice."

"No, I'm afraid of admitting my mistake, how embarrassing it would be to be heard by others!"

Zheng Nan saw that there was no introduction except the name, so it was possible after thinking about it: "Why don't we make a call and ask?"

She pointed to the contact number of the host school youth association at the bottom and said.

"That's a good idea."

The Propaganda Department of the School Youth Association happened to be gathering for a meeting, and the phone number left on the poster belonged to a newly joined officer. .

"Hello." After listening to the question on the other end of the phone, Liang Haichao quickly replied, "That's right, it's Shen Wenhe, the president of the Shen Group, not the same name."

The Minister of Propaganda frowned upon hearing his words and asked, "Who is in charge of this afternoon's lecture?"

Liang Haichao, who hadn't put down the phone yet, said directly, "Minister, I'm in charge. What's the problem?"

"Let me ask you, how is the invitee, Mr. Shen, introduced on the poster?"

"Mr. Shen, who doesn't know, do you still need an introduction? I'll just write my name!"

Propaganda Minister Feng Yujie fainted on his seat: "Redesign the poster immediately! Ask the printing room to jump in line!"