I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 553 New President

Because of the four part-time jobs, now all roads are blocked, and no road will work.

Jiang Chacha can no longer give them part-time jobs like before.If you can't work part-time, you won't be able to make money, and you won't be able to repay a billion-dollar debt.

This seems to be in an endless loop.

However, her mood will not be affected. She has a mentality of doing and watching. She is still living the life of a young lady, and drinking afternoon tea every day is still very good.

The relationship between her and Bian Jichen was still at an impasse.He wanted to apologize face to face, but she refused, and all contact information was blocked.

Jiang Chacha suddenly thought of Cheng Hao.

She hasn't seen him since he left halfway through the last birthday party.

Someone told her later.

When she and Bian Jichen were kissing in the fountain, Cheng Hao also saw it.

He stood there blankly watching for a while, then left quietly.

No one knows when he left.

After some inquiries later, Jiang Chacha found out that he had recently gone abroad for a performance.

He is going to learn from a long-retired Austrian pianist. His future is bright, and he also has his own dreams to pursue.

It seems like everyone is going their own way.

After that, Cheng Hao basically had no contact with her, and during the holidays, he basically didn't send her messages to send blessings. His relationship with her seemed to be just that of a long-dead friend in the WeChat circle of friends.

In this way, came the winter.

Now when I go out to talk, white gas will come out of my mouth, and Jiang Chacha has already changed into a down jacket.

It's just that the hope of going home is getting slimmer.

During the days when she was completely disconnected from Cheng Hao, one day, Jiang Chacha received an email from Cheng Hao.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a ticket for his piano concert, which was a VIP seat.

It is in another city in China, and the performance will be next month.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect that it would be almost a month later, and he would still contact him.

It seems that he still has her as a friend in his heart.

Jiang Chacha collected the tickets for his performance, thinking that if she had nothing to do next month, she would go and see it.

Cheng Hao's exquisite but always cold and tired face will always appear in her mind, and now she recalls his arrogant and awkward thoughts, she can only smile uncontrollably.

When passing by the bus station one time later, Jiang Chacha saw the poster of his solo performance.

A jewel-like boy in white clothes and black pants, and a black cat sleeping on his shoulder, and the black cat's eyes are emerald.

It was the stray cat they met on campus.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect that such an impatient person like him could tolerate this little thing by his side, and he could keep it for so long and so well.

Jiang Chacha looked at the poster on the side of the road for a few minutes, then walked away slowly.

After Wen Huaizhi left, he really never came back to Sheng Ying.

The members of the student union all hope that she can be the president.

This startled her a lot, she quickly refused, just being the vice president was already exhausting her to death, being the president of the student council?She is not a self-abuse workaholic like Wen Huaizhi.

Of course she didn't go to take Wen Huaizhi's seat.

Not long after Wen Huaizhi left, a new student council president took office. It is said that Wen Huaizhi personally selected the most suitable and capable student from other colleagues.

One day Jiang Chacha was still working in the office when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

She said audibly.

Then I saw a handsome young man walking in with a cardboard box in his arms, smiling shyly at her, "Vice President."

"You are..." Jiang Chacha stopped writing and looked at the cardboard box in his arms.

The boy explained with a smile: "I will take Wen Huaizhi's position as senior from now on."

Seeing his smile and looking at the glasses on his face, Jiang Chacha was a little dazed, suspecting that she saw Wen Huaizhi.

But he was nothing like him.

Whether it's looks or temperament.

It's just his smile, the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and standing in the office again, which reminded her of that gentle and refined president, that poor and hateful man.

"Okay." Jiang Chacha also smiled at him.

"We will help each other in the future."

But in the end, she spit out the word "chairman", and always felt that Wen Huaizhi was the chairman.

Except for him, no one else is the president.

Jiang Chacha was inexplicably depressed, she lowered her head and continued to do her own thing.

The boy had already walked to the desk opposite her and started to take out the things in the cardboard box.

Jiang Chacha didn't care, because when Wen Huaizhi left, he had already taken everything he should bring, and he had very few personal items, leaving almost nothing behind.

After the boy cleaned up the things on the desktop, he suddenly wanted to open the drawer on the side, wanting to put things in it.

"Huh." The boy made a puzzled voice.

Jiang Chacha looked up, "What's wrong?"

"This drawer can't be opened." The boy scratched his head.

"After the former president left, no one touched this table. The key should be with Minister Fu. You can ask her for it."

After speaking, Jiang Chacha continued to immerse herself in her work.

When the boy got the key and opened the drawer, Jiang Chacha was stopped by him again.

"Well, the vice president... There are also the personal belongings of the president here."

Wen Huaizhi's stuff?

Jiang Chacha frowned, seeing him standing there at a loss, asked her: "What should I do with these? Send them to the president?"

"Let me see."

She put down her pen and came to his side.

Thus, Wen Huaizhi's usual drawers were displayed in front of her at a glance.

When he was still there before, this drawer was considered private to him, and she had never seen what was in his drawer.

It's just that she didn't expect that one day he would leave the student union so early, and she didn't expect that one day she would be able to see the items in his drawer.

Wen Huaizhi really has no hobbies.

He loves to use what's in the drawer and it's really simple.

A few pens, ink, a badge of the student union, and a document that described some work.

as well as……

A plain white gift box.

When Jiang Chacha saw it for the first time, it felt very familiar.

The long-lost sense of familiarity hits the face, like a dislocation of time and space.

"What is this?" The boy next to him has already picked up the gift box and looked at it curiously.

He shook it.

"Why is it empty?"

Jiang Chacha didn't speak, she stared at the pure white gift box.

So familiar, really familiar.

After a moment of hesitation, she took it over and looked it up and down.

The light blue high-grade ribbon tied on it, especially the collapsed corner of the gift box, made her eyelids twitch.

This is the gift box she used to wrap the handmade cookies she gave him.

but……

Wasn't this gift box thrown into the trash by them at that time?

She remembered it clearly.

But now...how could it appear in Wen Huaizhi's drawer?
Jiang Chacha looked at the white gift box, and fell silent after a while.

The wind outside the window blew in, blowing up the blue ribbon on it, it floated gently in the air for a while, and finally landed slowly on her wrist.

(End of this chapter)