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Chapter 51 - 51. I got the wrong script

In fact, Chen Hansheng has not said a word of truth since he knew Meng Xuedong's identity.

Because he did not really apply for the "College Student Entrepreneurship Support Project" of the Finance College, he only learned about this situation when the Youth League Committee sorted out the documents, and he had not had time to implement it. Chen Hansheng's original intention today was to discuss and communicate with Zhong Jiancheng.

Unexpectedly, he met Meng Xuedong here. Based on the concept of "business can fail, but momentum cannot fall", Chen Hansheng quickly changed his plan and directly boasted.

The key is that he really read the original text, so he spoke very well, and Zhong Jiancheng was really interested.

"Do you mean to establish a base in the Finance College, and radiate the surrounding colleges and universities while taking over the Finance College market?" Zhong Jiancheng asked.

Chen Hansheng nodded: "Because this project is supported by the school, they will provide us with several storefronts with convenient transportation, large traffic and spacious area free of charge."

In his mouth, the abandoned classrooms under the teaching building immediately became treasures. Anyway, Zhong Jiancheng didn't know, so Chen Hansheng fooled without blushing.

Of course, Zhong Jiancheng also had his own considerations. He thought for a while and said, "The project is quite big. I have to go to your school to take a look."

Chen Hansheng agreed without hesitation: "Not only should we inspect it, but we should also discuss with the leaders of the Youth League Committee to see how to promote it in a better way."

After hearing Chen Hansheng's answer, Zhong Jiancheng basically believed it, because Chen Hansheng actually asked him to have a face-to-face meeting with the leaders of the Youth League Committee. The project was probably true.

Zhong Jiancheng had no idea that Chen Hansheng was just drawing a pie in the sky. He would first draw a pie here, then go to Yu Yueping to draw a pie, and then mediate in the middle. This project would be created "out of nothing".

"When will I go to your school?"

Zhong Jiancheng thought the prospects were good, so he wanted to know more information.

"It depends on when the leaders of the Youth League Committee are free."

Chen Hansheng smiled and said, "You also know that they are busy with documents and meetings all day long."

In fact, this time mainly depends on Chen Hansheng's coordination progress. Even if he fails, it doesn't matter. It's just a waste of saliva and effort.

As for face, is it necessary to talk about business?

Zhong Jiancheng nodded, looked at the time and said: "It's time for dinner, Xiao Chen, please stay for dinner."

"No, no, I have to go back to school."

Chen Hansheng politely declined.

"Do you look down on us, Shenzhen Express?"

Zhong Jiancheng dragged Chen Hansheng to the pub next door for a meal. Of course, the price was not expensive, just to express a meaning.

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After dinner, Chen Hansheng did not go back to school or play games with his roommates. He went directly to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory of Dongda University and said to the dormitory aunt: "Excuse me, I'm looking for Xiao Rongyu from 303."

The dormitory aunt asked: "What's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Hongwei."

Chen Hansheng said.

The responsible dormitory aunt made a record and called dormitory 303: "Xiao Rongyu, Xiao Hongwei is looking for you downstairs."

The cold war between Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu has continued from Gangcheng to now. Chen Hansheng did call several times in the middle, but all of them were hung up without exception.

Wang Zibo, the "emotional expert" who is still a virgin, analyzed that Xiao Yuer was ready to accept this relationship, but Chen Hansheng went out to fool around at the critical moment, how disappointed she must be.

Chen Hansheng couldn't argue that going to the bar was not fooling around, that would be the same as Kong Yiji's "stealing books is not considered stealing".

"This time when I met Xiao Rongyu, I still have to make it clear, at least we should continue to be friends."

In fact, Chen Hansheng didn't think there was anything wrong with going to the bar, he was single now.

Is it wrong to go out and hang out?

After a while, Xiao Rongyu, wearing pajamas, hurried down, looking around, and she was also wondering why her father came to Jianye without saying a word.

Different from Shen Youchu's round oval face, Xiao Rongyu has a delicate oval face. Although her pajamas are long-sleeved and long-pants, the skin on her neck is as white as snow. The autumn wind blows, and the soft cotton pajamas stick to her body, showing Xiao Rongyu's slender and exquisite figure.

Those boys who were waiting for their girlfriends downstairs in the dormitory were immediately attracted by this stunning beauty, and their eyes could not turn away at all.

"After all, she is a goddess in high school. She didn't embarrass our Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School when she went to college."

Chen Hansheng walked over with a smile: "Don't look for her, I just borrowed Uncle Xiao's name."

When Xiao Rongyu saw Chen Hansheng, she immediately understood what was going on and turned around to go back to the dormitory.

Chen Hansheng jumped in front to stop him: "We can't always be like this. If there is any misunderstanding, let's talk it out first."

"You can talk to the lady in the bar, I don't want to listen."

Xiao Rongyu's eyes and eyebrows were still angry, cold and clear.

"Okay, then you go up. I'll print a banner and hang it downstairs tomorrow."

Chen Hansheng simply used his big move. He pointed to the trees downstairs of the girls' dormitory and said, "I'll hang the banner here. It says 303 Xiao Rongyu. You can go to college with peace of mind. I will raise the child alone."

Hearing such a shameless accusation, Xiao Rongyu's face turned red: "Chen Hansheng, are you a rogue?"

"I am a rogue."

Chen Hansheng did not refute at all.

Facing such a rogue, Xiao Rongyu suddenly felt powerless. She had planned not to see him again, but now she was fooled down again.

"Then you can talk, and I'll go upstairs after you finish talking."

Xiao Rongyu turned around and turned her back to Chen Hansheng.

For a person like Chen Hansheng, if Xiao Rongyu insisted on going upstairs, he would have no way to deal with it.

But as long as she stayed, it basically indicated that the conflict had been resolved.

"I've been calling you these days, but you never answered."

Chen Hansheng started by playing a pity game. He did call every day, although he was hung up every time.

This was not a meaningless insistence, because Xiao Rongyu's tense shoulders began to relax after hearing it, and the atmosphere was not as cold as before.

"Sure enough, there is a play."

Seeing this situation, Chen Hansheng continued: "That night, Zibo had a quarrel with his mother, so he came to me and said he wanted to find a place to relax..."

Still the old way, share happiness and share difficulties.

"You mean, it was Wang Zibo who asked you to go to the bar that night?"

Xiao Rongyu turned his head, with doubt in his eyes.

Chen Hansheng replied calmly: "He was the one who brought up the matter, but I was the one who took him there. I was also at fault. I shouldn't have taken him to that kind of place."

Chen Hansheng divided the responsibility in half, with him and Wang Zibo each taking 50%

Xiao Rongyu actually believed this division of responsibility because it was consistent with her perception of the two of them.

Wang Zibo, a homeboy, often quarreled with his family. Chen Hansheng was restless since high school, so it was normal for him to know these places.

"So what did you do there?"

Xiao Rongyu was most worried that Chen Hansheng would get in touch with those charming ladies.

"We just played billiards." Chen Hansheng said.

"Really?"

Chen Hansheng simply took Xiao Rongyu's phone and called Wang Zibo's dormitory phone in person.

"Hello, this is Chen Hansheng."

"Xiao Chen, you haven't contacted me for a long time. I'll go to play with you this week..."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm with Xiao Rongyu now. Tell her what we did in the bar that night?"

"We were playing billiards. Have you and Xiao Yu'er made up? I'll go to play with you now..."

"I'm busy."

Chen Hansheng hung up the phone directly, and then said to Xiao Rongyu with a sincere face: "Look, we really only played billiards."

The incident gradually became clear here. Wang Zibo had a quarrel with his family, so he went to Chen Hansheng to play billiards in the bar to relax. Xiao Rongyu happened to see it. That night was when she was ready to accept Chen Hansheng, so she was extremely angry.

"Then why did you come to me now?"

Hearing Xiao Rongyu ask this question, Chen Hansheng knew that he had passed the test.

He pretended to be helpless and said: "There are a lot of things in the student union these days. I am the class monitor and the deputy director. I am exhausted every day. I wanted to talk to you every night to relieve my pressure, but I didn't expect you to not respond at all..."

Chen Hansheng quietly transferred the blame to Xiao Rongyu, and she also consciously took it on.

"Xiao Chen..."

Xiao Rongyu felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Hansheng first played the victim, then pushed the responsibility, and finally threw the blame. Xiao Rongyu had begun to calm down. She was a bit willful, cute and arrogant.

"It's okay, it's all over. We almost became a couple. It's a pity."

Chen Hansheng said generously, expressing his regret for missing love.

Xiao Rongyu stared at Chen Hansheng and suddenly said: "Chen Hansheng, accompany me to the library to study tomorrow."

"?"

A big question mark appeared in Chen Hansheng's mind.

Normally, shouldn't the two of them hug each other in a friendly manner, then forget the past and become friends? This is how it's played in TV dramas. Why does it feel like the script is wrong?

Seeing that Chen Hansheng didn't answer, Xiao Rongyu asked again: "Do you have anything to do on Sunday?"

"Maybe, maybe nothing."

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory first. Come early tomorrow and I'll take you to have breakfast in the East University cafeteria."