The domineering president fell in love with the horrified me

In the morning, beautiful music played through the speaker of his mobile phone. Beethoven pressed the buttons in a panic and gradually woke up from his sleep. It turned out that he had just had a long and chaotic dream. When he left the bed, there were wet marks like sweat on the pillow, as if he had just experienced a mysterious and exciting journey. Beethoven sighed helplessly. Maybe he was in a bad mood recently. The culprit that caused him to feel dizzy and his ears hurt like they were about to explode - after taking off the headphones, it was still playing the recording of the "Online Course for the Judicial Examination", which made people unable to ignore it.

The blooming gardenia outside the window dropped a petal, as if making people feel that summer is about to end.

Beethoven hastily packed his clothes, walked out the door and headed for his workplace.

"Hello, my name is Beethoven!"

"Hello, my name is Bei Minmin!"

This was the first time they met.

Every day Beethoven arrived here before Bei Minmin. Bei Minmin would do some preparation before work and start the monotonous day's work at nine o'clock.

This is a very famous commercial bank in S City. The task of Bei Duofen and Bei Minmin is to sell the bank's various products to potential customers over the phone.

Although Bei Minmin joined the company several months earlier than Bei Duofen and was considered half a senior, after just one month of training, Bei Duofen not only surpassed Bei Minmin in performance by a large margin, but also became a role model in the hearts of all bank employees.

"Minmin, this job is actually quite easy. You just need to do simple things repeatedly!" Beethoven often explained this to Bei Minmin in such an empty and boring way.

But now she is gone. Beethoven stared at the empty seat in front of him for a long time. Then he put on his headphones and started his day's work.

August 30th, today's rain is unusually cold, as if winter has just arrived, a cycle of life and death. Beethoven silently looked out the window at the heavy rain. Holding Bei Minmin's wedding invitation tightly in his hand, Beethoven felt like a thorn in his throat, which directly hit his nerves. It turned out that she chose to marry Bei Ruosi, the son of a famous local real estate developer.

It has been six years since Beethoven joined the bank. He looked at this office where he and Bei Minmin had left many memories. At this moment, he didn't know how to speak! Perhaps this is really the last time to work in this lifeless place. His world has become pure white or pure black, with only black and white as the two colors. This man has nothing to lose. So, Beethoven packed up his things, put on his armor, and let the storm rage. With full of expectations and uneasiness, he rode a motorcycle, accompanied by the endless rainstorm, and vaguely grew the wings of dreams with snow-white feathers behind him. One person and one car crossed the thunderstorm and arrived at the examination room one day in advance. The man was not sure whether the storm had stopped, but he was sure that he had safely arrived at the place he had to go.

He doesn’t care! He doesn’t care! He won’t give up! He won’t give up! He stares into the abyss! He stares into the abyss!

In a humble hotel, Beethoven scrubbed his helmet, which was soaked by the cold rain. The raincoat he was wearing was freezing cold. He felt like he was in an ice cellar, while the schoolbag piled under the protection of the raincoat was dry. Beethoven finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly spent time to check the schedule for tomorrow's exam. He hoped to get to the exam room in the shortest time possible so that he could complete all the tests smoothly.

"Are you here to book a room?" The hotel owner looked at the soaking wet young man in front of him with a little surprise and asked curiously.

"Yes, boss!" Beethoven replied calmly.

"Oh, are you here to bring good luck to my little shop?" The middle-aged business owner said jokingly with a smile on his face, "Looking at you, you must be here for an important exam tomorrow!"

"That's right, boss. It's rare that you are so wise, that's indeed the reason!" Beethoven replied with a smile.

The hotel owner's eyes sparkled with surprise. He immediately looked at this young man who was brave enough to pursue his dream with a new respect. Nowadays, this university has long been a popular test site for the judicial examination. He is already accustomed to young people like Beethoven who are determined to pursue a legal career at a young age. "Good luck, young man! It seems that you will definitely become a prosecutor, a judge or a lawyer in the future!"

A warm current instantly flowed into Beethoven's body, which had been chilled by the cold, and his chaotic world suddenly became bright.

"Thank you for your good wishes---" Beethoven looked at the shop owner who was getting older. He might have forgotten that he had come here last year, the year before last, the year before last, and the year before last. Beethoven put his white hair behind his head, raised his head, and revealed his face that was shaved by an axe or a knife.

This year is the sixth year. Beethoven once again went to Changbanpo alone, facing the charge of thousands of troops! Even if there are thousands of people, I will go forward. His courage and will made him show the sharp edge of his sword that chilled the nineteen continents.

That year, I passed the judicial examination with a high score of 430.

Yes, he won.