Reborn: Billionaire in College

Chapter 37: The squad leader takes down
The next day was the day for formal classes. Chen Pingjiang and his roommates got up early and rushed to the classroom with great interest.

The first class was "Marketing". When Chen Pingjiang arrived at the classroom, the boys smiled and nodded at him, while the girls looked at him strangely.

"How far have Chen Pingjiang and Cong Nini progressed?"

"Didn't they get along well with each other last time they met?"

"No, I heard that Cong Nini seemed to have rejected Chen Pingjiang."

"Why did you offer him water if he refused?"

"Who knows? But I heard that Chen Pingjiang and a very pretty girl who majored in International Trade were high school classmates and they had a very close relationship."

……

Even though Chen Pingjiang had a psychological expectation of the girls' speed in eating melons, he still greatly underestimated their strength.

After many years, Chen Pingjiang listened to the teacher's lectures again. He swore that he wanted to study hard at first and become a good student with all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. But every word the teacher said sounded like chanting. After a while, he twisted and turned as if there were needles on his buttocks, sometimes scribbling on the textbook, sometimes playing with his mobile phone, and sometimes taking a nap on the table.

Zhao Shaoyang regarded Chen Pingjiang as his idol. Seeing that Chen Pingjiang was not attending the class, he just lay down with a clear conscience.

Brother Chen doesn’t learn it, so why should I learn a few?

Dong Tinghui, who was sitting on the right, had a pile of neatly written notes. He kindly reminded Chen Pingjiang: "Old Chen, you didn't study for this first class. How are you going to do in the exam? We just entered college and we can't let ourselves go."

Chen Pingjiang tilted his head and threatened in a low voice: "If you keep showing off to me, do you believe me when I tell Wang Liwen that you went to a nightclub and ordered a prostitute?"

Chen Pingjiang thought to himself that you don’t look like a person who would study hard, so what are you doing pretending?

"Fuck! Brother Chen." Dong Tinghui's address switched seamlessly from Old Chen to Brother Chen, very smoothly.

Chen Pingjiang sneered: "Guo Dewen helped me point it out, He Siyu helped me with my homework, I have connected the upstream and downstream, what right do you have to compete with me?"

Dong Tinghui thought that this bastard Chen Pingjiang actually threatened him and yet he still had no way to wash himself away. Even though he knew Chen Pingjiang would not do such a thing, he still felt guilty.

After two classes in prison were finally over, counselor Zhu Guangtong arrived at the classroom.

"Classmates, the military training has ended and everyone has started formal classes. After half a month of getting to know each other, we have already had a deeper understanding of each other. In this case, it is time to select the class leaders of our class. The advantages of class leaders in college are very large. After graduation, they will become a very important self-introduction in the resume, and the unit will also pay more attention to it when recruiting. The class committee includes the monitor, deputy monitor, league secretary, study committee member, life committee member, sports committee member, and propaganda committee member. Everyone will go on stage in turn according to their personal interests to make election declarations."

After Zhu Guangtong finished speaking, everyone in the audience looked at each other in amazement. No one came up to the stage for a long time. Finally, a group of people looked at Chen Pingjiang.

Chen Pingjiang also took the lead and walked up to the podium. He coughed and said, "If I am elected as the class monitor, I will definitely make our Business Administration Class 4 the most glorious class in the entire college and even the entire school. The school will not be short of good things, and the class will have many honors."

Some students from Northeast China laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt when they heard Chen Pingjiang speaking in the Northeastern dialect.

Although Chen Pingjiang's campaign speech was brief, it was concise, without any empty talk or long-winded speeches, and it went straight to the point.

He doesn't need any of that nonsense.

No boy in the class dared to compete with Chen Pingjiang for the position of class monitor. In everyone's mind, Chen Pingjiang was the only candidate. Zhu Guangtong also drank with Chen Pingjiang.

The referees are all my people, what can you use to fight me? Wang Liwen ran for the vice-class monitor and did not encounter any competitors. In universities, there is a default system of one class monitor and one vice-class monitor. In some schools, there are male and female class monitors to better take care of male and female students.

The position of League Secretary unexpectedly became popular, and several people ran for the position. What surprised Chen Pingjiang the most was that one boy actually brought a speech and spoke for a long time. It was said that he had spent three days polishing the speech.

But unfortunately, no one in the class had the patience to listen to him talk for so long.

In the end, the position of League Secretary was given to a girl, and candidates for some study and life committee members were also decided.

The happiest dormitory in this arrangement is 603, and the proudest one is Dong Tinghui. He is the living committee member, his roommate is the monitor, and the girl he is pursuing is the deputy monitor. Don't be too comfortable in the future.

"Brother Chen, to celebrate your becoming squad leader, wouldn't it be too much to treat everyone to a meal?" Zhao Shaoyang came closer like a conspicuous bag.

Chen Pingjiang glared at him and said, "Get lost, get lost, I paid for the first dinner party in the dormitory, and I also paid for the dinner at K restaurant the day before yesterday, you are treating me like a rich man."

"It's a different time now. Today is a big day. I'll treat you next time."

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will go to Royal Yongle tonight and order your Bai Yueguang to perform."

Faced with Chen Pingjiang's nuclear-level threat, Zhao Shaoyang was stunned and couldn't say a word for a long time. For some reason, Zhao Shaoyang believed that if Chen Pingjiang really did this, maybe his white moonlight would really...

"Dad, I was wrong." Zhao Shaoyang lowered his head in anger and grievance.

Although threatening people doesn't sound very nice, it is very effective.

"I won't come in the afternoon. If the teacher calls your name, please remember to help me." Chen Pingjiang said to his roommates.

He Siyu was surprised: "Brother Chen, you skipped class on the first day of class."

"Skipping classes is not good. I skipped classes because I had more important things to do. You can't do that. You have to listen to the class carefully and help me with my homework when you go back." Chen Pingjiang said calmly.

He Siyu suddenly looked bitter.

Zhao Shaoyang came up and said, "Brother Chen, take me with you. Let's go to the Internet cafe to play CS together. Do you want to go, Mr. Dong?"

"I'm not going. I need to study hard. You guys are awesome for skipping class on the first day."

Chen Pingjiang disliked Zhao Shaoyang: "I have things to do, and you are just following me to do nothing."

"Then you can take me with you. I really can't go through the missed classes."

Chen Pingjiang rolled his eyes and nodded after a long while: "Then follow me, I will take you to experience life."

Zhao Shaoyang is a very secretive guy. His thoughts are either written on his face or in his QQ signature. If he knows something, the whole dormitory knows it, and if the whole dormitory knows it, the whole class knows it.

This would prevent Chen Pingjiang from getting along with his classmates as an ordinary person, and he actually rejected this in his heart.

Of course, he didn't intend to hide it from everyone. Sooner or later, people would know about it. He would just have one less opportunity to act big.

(End of this chapter)