I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Two hundred and sixty-one, the patron saint of girls in the financial institute

A college student also threatened me?

He Chang's mother was completely angry: Did your parents teach you etiquette, justice and shame?

Speak as you say, don't take my parents with you, and I'm not a threat.

Chen Hansheng leaned comfortably on the soft sofa in the conference room: If your son continues to be in the Financial Academy, he will definitely be depressed and autistic within a month.

He turned his head and looked at Nie Xiaoyu: We are going to organize a propaganda parade with the theme of 'anti-scumbag men and caring for the physical and mental health of female college students'. How many girls can we gather?

Wait a minute and let me take a look.

Nie Xiaoyu flipped through her notebook: If we organize immediately, I can mobilize 30 part-time female college students from the School of Finance; if we start in the afternoon, I can mobilize 130 part-time female college students from the surrounding Dongda University, Engineering, and Medical College; if we organize two Queen, I can recruit at least 500 girls from the university in Jianye.

enough.

Chen Hansheng nodded: Don't invest 500 people at once. It is best to invest 60 people on the first day, 90 people on the second day, and 150 people on the third day. By increasing the number of people step by step, the outside world will mistakenly think that the march against scumbags has been successful. If you respond widely, your influence will gradually increase.”

He Chang's expression changed when he heard this. He couldn't sleep even if he just hung up a banner. If there was another demonstration against him, he would really collapse.

He Chang's parents also looked at each other in confusion. This was really cruel. The key was to gradually increase the number of people and doubt the attention of the outside world.

Look, I've given you a lot of respect. If you play like this right from the beginning, will your son be able to step out of the dormitory?

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he stood up straight, walked to the window and said to himself: The smell in the room is a bit strong, let's ventilate it.

Uh-huh!

Chen Hansheng opened the window, and immediately there was a cold wave rushing in with a cold wind. This was autumn that was unique to Jianye. The sun was often invisible, but it never rained. The sky was high and made people feel comfortable.

The people in the room couldn't help but shudder. Guan Shuman had actually wanted to open the window for a long time, and the quarrel made her upset.

But at the same time, there was another voice coming in with the wind.

Good afternoon, classmates. I am Shang Yanyan, the new deputy director of the radio station. I am back in the familiar Financial Youth column. Today we will read you a short story.

There was a beautiful and lively female classmate in high school. She came to the university with a passion for youth and a thirst for knowledge, and soon became an eye-catching lark in the school.

At this time, Lark had friends, family, and the care of her teachers. Later, she met a boy who was very handsome and good at coaxing people. Lark quickly fell into the whirlpool of love.

It's a pity that this boy is irresponsible. He just plays with the girl's feelings. When the girl gets pregnant, he disappears without a trace. At this moment, his friends are gone, the family is divided, and the teacher has become cold.

On the way to the hospital for a check-up, the girl suddenly felt that life was meaningless. She hit an oncoming truck, and a fresh life disappeared like this...

At the entrance of the financial institution, Wen Ling was listening to the radio, biting her lips and crying like a tearful person. This was her.

When she went to the hospital alone for a check-up, she stood at the intersection and looked at the passing vehicles, and she had the urge to hit them many times.

Jin Yangming, who was responsible for accompanying him, took out a tissue and said, Wipe it off, hey, scumbags are so popular now, and considerate and kind-hearted boys like me have been completely ignored.

So, female college students, let us keep our eyes open to detect scumbags, resist scumbags, and stop letting ourselves be deceived!

After Shang Yanyan finished broadcasting, she added: The story was provided by the students and may be purely fictional. If there are any similarities, please do not take the same place.

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After listening to the news from the radio station, there were various expressions in the conference room.

Guan Shuman looked surprised. The newly appointed deputy webmaster Shang Yanyan was so bold that she actually added fuel to the fire at such a time;

Chen Tianyu thought to himself that I don’t even know about this.

However, Shang Yanyan has always had a good relationship with Chen Hansheng;

He Chang and his family were completely stunned. The words at the end of the news, The story is purely fictitious. If there are any similarities, please do not take it seriously. It means there are no three hundred taels of silver in this place.

Uh-huh.

Chen Hansheng closed the windows again. After the cold wind disappeared, the room gradually warmed up again under the influence of the air conditioner.

Everyone seemed to have recovered from the freezing state, shook their bodies, coughed, and looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Is the story good?

Chen Hansheng walked back to his seat slowly: If it sounds good, I will make up a story every now and then. Even if the radio station won't play it, our School of Finance also has a literary club. I will fund the compilation of a novel based on He Chang, which will be widely known in the school. spread.

Guo Zhongyun's guess was correct. Chen Hansheng indeed had more than three axes. The banner was the first one, the broadcast was the second one, the parade was organized and preached the third time, and there might be the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms after that.

If He Chang was still in school, Chen Hansheng wouldn't mind doing Asheng's Eighteen Movements, all without discounts.

He Chang's mother opened her mouth and wanted to say something but He Chang's father stopped her. What she said at this time was meaningless.

The situation is now like this. Chen Hansheng and his son must only have one left.

cough.

Guan Shuman felt that she had something to say: It's 12 o'clock. Today's meeting ends here. I hope both parties can further think about the content of the meeting and adjourn the meeting.

This meeting is quite fun. I will reward myself with a spicy hotpot at noon.

Guan Shuman thought to herself: It only costs 6 yuan to add more toppings. It's delicious and not expensive. It's cheap and affordable.

When He Chang's parents drove out of Caiyuan, they saw a girl at the door holding a conspicuous banner with only four words written on it.

Scumbag, He Chang!

Why.

He Chang's father turned to He Chang and said, Don't come to school these two days. I'll look for connections to see if I can fire Chen Hansheng. If not, go abroad and learn some knowledge.

He Chang nodded disappointedly. What his father said meant that he actually decided to send himself abroad. The so-called finding connections to fire Chen Hansheng was just a consolation.

It's okay, Chen Hansheng is just an ordinary college student, relying on the school's support.

He Chang's mother couldn't bear to see her son in pain: After you come back from abroad, our company worth millions will be transferred to you. When Chen Hansheng entered the society, he knew that everything in school was empty and only money was real.

When the time comes, go and snatch Shen Youchu over!

He Chang's mother said encouragingly.

He Chang stayed at home for one day, two days, and then on the third day he confirmed that he was suspending school. Let’s not talk about the emotions of the boys in the School of Finance and Economics after hearing the news, but the girls were very excited.

Although I don’t know Wen Ling, this kind of thing is so exciting.

That night, Wen Ling also called Chen Hansheng.

Can you come out? I want to buy you a drink.

Chen Hansheng looked at the time: The story is over. Drinking is not much fun. There is still a long way to go in life. You have to look forward.

Hearing Chen Hansheng's refusal, Wen Ling was silent for a moment: Anyway, thank you, I will always remember it.

Chen Hansheng didn't say anything and hung up the phone directly.

Officially, the school has never made any statement, but a club composed entirely of girls in the School of Finance issued a grand invitation to Chen Hansheng, hoping that he would serve as deputy leader.

Chen Hansheng did not refuse or agree, he just said: I'm worried that I won't be qualified, so first show me the club's personnel information, preferably with photos.

After returning to the dormitory, Chen Hansheng flipped through the girls' information one by one. His roommates were watching and Guo Shaoqiang was still grading.

Fuck, we can't get more than 3 points.

The eyes are fine, but besides the eyes, can you see anywhere else?

Why does it look like a tank?

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The more Guo Shaoqiang spoke, the more outrageous he became. Chen Hansheng glared at him: Damn it, I didn't ask you to join the group. Why don't you make a lot of noise!

Chen Hansheng directly put away these materials, and then pretended to smoke and went to the balcony to make a phone call: I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently, and I'm really embarrassed to be the deputy leader of your group. I'm so grateful, I can't express it in words.

After making the call, Chen Hansheng couldn't help but shake his head. He actually asked himself, a hidden scumbag, to be the leader of the girl group. He didn't know what they thought.

Turning around, Jin Yangming was standing next to him.

Why the hell are you acting like a ghost?

Fourth brother, I helped you a while ago, so you shouldn't thank me.

If you fart, let it go.

To be honest, I want to join this girl group.

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