I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

After saying thank you, the other side continued to make a calm voice of typing on the keyboard. He scanned the screen warmly and coldly, continuing to immerse himself in his work.

Can't tell what it's like.

That kind of mood, the kind of suffocation in her heart, made her wish to stuff herself into a summer freezer, let the cold mist cover her, and cool herself down.

Unspeakably aggrieved.

So she took a certain breath, took the remote control, pressed it several times, and turned the air conditioner down several degrees.

Her movements are so big that everyone can see that she is very dissatisfied now.

So what is she frustrated with?

There is nothing to be aggrieved about.

The next mouse was almost smashed by her.

So what is she frustrated with?

She thought about it for a short time.

It may be that, although she hates him after transmigrating into this game, she has long been used to the days of acting tit for tat with him, and she didn't mean it maliciously...

It might be because she already regarded Wen Huaizhi as a friend in her heart.

Therefore, it made her a little sad that he was so heartless and cruel.

However, this negative emotion did not affect her for long.She tidied up a little and went on working.

Now the only sound left in the office is the sound of two people typing on the keyboard and clicking the mouse.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang Chacha yawned and couldn't help stretching on the office chair like a lazy cat.

Then, she didn't look at Wen Huai Zhi, ignored what he was doing now, turned off the computer, sorted out the things on the desktop, and then left with her bag.

As a result, as soon as she walked out of the office door, she was surrounded by a group of people.

After several months of hard work and saving her own image, some people in the student union eliminated the stereotype of her.

Just like now.

Zhang Sichi, an old friend who was still familiar with her, stepped forward and surrounded her, "Vice President!"

Jiang Chacha: "What's wrong?"

She was stunned.

Zhang Sichi had a playful smile on his face, and even patted her on the shoulder, like a deer in the forest.

"Vice President, you did well in the final exam last time!"

"It's not in vain for you to study so hard at the end of the semester, but I think that even if you don't study hard, you can still pass the exam. You and the president are gifted top students!"

Jiang Chacha stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly when she heard the words.

In fact, the final grades were announced soon after the summer vacation.

Although she can't reach the previous level of the original owner, her total score is still in the top ten of the entire grade, which can't be considered bad. Others will only think that she may have made a small mistake this time, and will not suspect anything, so the system He barely let her go.

However, she had a little advantage because she was a sophomore in high school when she first came in.Furthermore, although she said that she was just an ordinary student, her grades were still very good.

In addition, she studied so hard at the end of the semester, so she barely made it into the top ten this time, not only because of luck, but also because of her own hard work.

"It's true that I did well in the exam, but I don't have any talent..." Jiang Chacha rubbed her ears in embarrassment, how could she dare to compare with a pervert like Wen Huaizhi.

But when she heard Wen Huaizhi mentioned in her mouth again, her heart sank again.

Zhang Sichi didn't notice her little emotions, and put his hands on his chest, like a little fan girl, and crazily gave her rainbow farts.

It made Jiang Chacha's face turn red, and she kept waving her hands wildly, with a face like "No, no, I'm actually not that good".

As a result, she would never have imagined that Zhang Sichi's speech suddenly took a sharp turn.

"Vice President, since you did so well in the exam, shouldn't you invite us to dinner?" Zhang Sichi rubbed his hands with a smile.

Jiang Chacha, who was still immersed in the joy of rainbow fart, was shocked when she heard it: Huh?
what did you say?
Her eyes froze.

What does it mean to ask for a meal?

Her smile disappeared, and she stiffened her neck and looked at them.

When the group of people around her heard Zhang Sichi's words, they all looked over in a very neat manner with a sudden swish, and their eyes were still shining.

Ginger tea: ... 6.

I didn't expect it to be like this.

Please eat?Invite these wealthy children to dinner?
So...how much will it cost...

She couldn't even think about it.

Zhang Sichi didn't realize that her face had become weird at all, and looked at her expectantly.

"The vice president must really want to have a dinner to celebrate!!"

Ginger tea:...

In fact, she understood that Zhang Sichi didn't really really want her to treat her to a meal, she just wanted to take this opportunity to have a good dinner with the students from the student union to warm up their relationship.

but.

Minister Zhang.

Have you ever thought of a possibility.

That is, your dear vice president is actually very!poverty!ah! !

How dare she invite you rich kids to dinner!
Jiang Chacha was about to cry.

So she implicitly hinted: "Haha, how about another day? I think it's too late."

"It's getting dark..."

"It's not too late! We all have time, and we don't have access control!"

"Do you want the vice president to treat you? ()"

"think!!!!"

Everyone booed and looked at her with bright eyes.

Ginger tea:. . . .

She has an extremely fatal flaw that is...

She's not very good at rejecting people.

So her invitation to dinner tonight was finalized.

They all cheered, some whistled, and some hummed the melody of a certain song. They all seemed to be in a good mood.

Only Jiang Chacha stood there with dull eyes.

The only one who gets hurt is her! ! !
She already regrets it.

But it's useless to regret now.

Jiang Chacha was so angry that she wanted to beat herself up.

Why can't you learn to say no? ! !
Is it hard to say no to someone? ! ! !

Zhang Sichi just went to inform Xia Fuyin, telling her not to leave after get off work, and to go to a dinner later, then turned back and gave her a happy look.

"Oh! By the way, the president hasn't been notified yet. I don't know if the president will go."

"Vice President, why don't you ask?"

Jiang Chacha, who was already depressed to death, suddenly heard Wen Huaizhi's name, and almost jumped up from the ground.

"What?! I'm not going!"

She will not die.

Let her ask Wen Huaizhi?That's horrible.

Don't go, don't go, absolutely don't go.

Zhang Sichi was a little surprised how her reaction could be so big.

"No, I still have some work to do, and I'm just about to finish it now. I'm leaving the vice president~ the president, please go and inform him~"

So, this matter was thrown to her.

In Jiang Chacha's heart, a large group of mud horses ran over.

Hey--

She sighed.

She turned around in silence and glanced at the heavy door of the office.

She could tell that Wen Huaizhi didn't want to have anything to do with her at all, not even a word.

He couldn't bear it either.

Jiang Chacha felt the cold on the soles of her feet.

After thinking for a while, she opened the door and walked in.

He still sat there gracefully, looking at a document.

Ginger Chacha encouraged herself.

No big deal, just a question.Don't be twitchy, or it will misunderstand him.

Be generous!

So she mustered up her courage, and then she walked to his desk, stretched out her hand, bent her knuckles, and gently slammed down on the table.

The man's movements stopped, and Weichen looked over through the lens with cold eyes.

Jiang Chacha pinned the broken hair around her face behind her ears with her fingers, and then smiled: "I'm going to invite everyone to dinner tonight, President, are you free tonight?"

"Would you like to come over and get together?"

She let go of the conflict between the two, and invited him sincerely and sincerely.

The man's well-shaped eyes were sunken in gold-rimmed glasses, dangerous and charming, gentle and tasteful.

He held a pen and propped his chin vainly, and looked at her for a long time, his reddish thin lips parted, and he gave a slight snort inside.

Like the cold fog in winter, blowing in the lungs, the whole body is chilling.

"I don't want to go."

He also answered indifferently.

After finishing speaking, he glanced down and continued to look at the document in his hand.

Cool as hell.

Jiang Chacha just walked out.

A group of people couldn't think of where to go for dinner, and finally proposed to go to a KTV, but this KTV was obviously much more upscale.

After sitting in the box, since she said it was her treat, she still wanted to order some food and drink.

So she opened the menu.

With just one glance, she slammed the menu shut in an instant.

Her heart was hit quite a bit.

A small fruit plate costs 999 yuan? ? ?
Why is the sky-high price of fruit so expensive! ! !
Jiang Chacha was unwilling to look at the other ones, but found that they were just as expensive. She struggled for a while in a corner where no one saw them, and ordered the 1000 yuan fruit plate, and then ordered other food and drinks.

They were scrambling for the microphone very quickly, and finally a 190 boy grabbed it and ordered the song "Flying Diary of Love" and sang.

The LED lights in the box are shining with colorful lights, dazzling people's eyes, and the atmosphere is enough.

But Jiang Chacha's heart still seemed to be soaked in sour water.

She still couldn't help but think of Wen Huaizhi's disdainful and cold "I don't want to go" in the president's office.

She is very sensitive.

In fact, it kind of hurt her self-esteem.

Hearing his words at that time, her hands on the table trembled unconsciously, she blushed with embarrassment, a little angry, more embarrassing, wishing she could escape from this place on the spot.

In the end, she maintained her dignity, hummed calmly, said "then I'll go first", and left.

She was drinking a cold drink and chewing on a straw.

She cursed in her heart, scolding Wen Huaizhi no less than a hundred times.

So much so that the door of the KTV box was gently pushed open, but she didn't notice it.

Accompanied by an aloof air, the sofa next to her suddenly sank, and a man sat down gracefully, and casually put aside the coat on his arm.

Jiang Chacha was startled, then glanced sideways.

His gold-rimmed glasses gathered a thin layer of light in the dark corner, and the inside looked like a pool of lake water, rippling with a gentle and careless smile.