Wayne is reading a recent best-selling book.
This is a story mainly about the love between an aristocratic young man and a commoner girl who finally achieved fruition after suffering many hardships. Although very popular in the outside world, such simple fantasy stories are often regarded as delusions in places like Qingxi Academy. Once discovered by girls who like to gossip, they will only be greeted with contemptuous ridicule.
Of course, this does not affect the fact that they may secretly be enthusiastic fans of this book.
"Oh, Master Razi! How can I spend my life with such a noble person as you?"
"No, beautiful Miss Trigg. I never mind your origin. In my eyes, you are more precious than the brightest pearl under the moonlight. Those vulgar people are like fireflies to the bright moon in front of your noble personality. !」
Wayne gritted his back teeth in a sour tone.
Well, this ancient romance style is very suitable.
While Wayne was watching with great interest, there was a sound of gently knocking on the door frame.
Wayne looked up and found that Miss Beatrice, the assistant to the president of the academy, was already standing at the door.
Her face looked slightly embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Venn-san. The chairman got caught up in school affairs and can't return to the office for the time being. If you're not in a hurry, you can come back to him tomorrow, or you can let me explain it to you."
"Well, it's actually nothing." Wayne closed the book in his hand.
In order to adjust the atmosphere, he said casually: "I didn't expect that the chairman would be... well, quite girlish. He would even put this type of popular works beside the table."
He felt a little funny in his heart. If Harold himself were here, he would have to make fun of him about this.
Unexpectedly, Beatrice's expression became more and more embarrassed.
"That's actually, actually my book..."
"..."
The office was quiet for a moment.
"Ah hahaha, that's it." Wayne couldn't find the words for a moment.
Probably after some mental construction, whether she successfully adjusted her condition or simply gave up her struggle, Beatrice let out a long sigh and stopped squirming.
She came over and slowly ran her fingertips across the title of the book that Wayne had put down.
"The chairman's eyes are always fixed on those lofty things, but he cannot notice the ordinary things close to him."
I always felt that there was a huge difference between the Chairman in the eyes of this assistant lady and Harold in my own eyes.
Wayne didn't answer.
"Maybe it makes you laugh, but for me, when I see such a shallow story, I always think about it, what would the chairman think of such a story? Do you think--" She said here He paused for a moment and showed a faint smile to Wayne. "No, it's nothing."
"you……"
Just when she wanted to change the subject, Wayne suddenly asked: "I heard that the chairman's wife unfortunately passed away from illness many years ago."
Beatrice was stunned, "Huh?"
Wayne didn't look at her, but whispered with deep meaning: "Looking into the distance and ignoring the people nearby, you often don't realize what you are losing at the moment. Miss Beatrice, don't let her stand by the lamp. You won’t be able to see your own shadow next time.”
Before Beatrice had time to react, Wayne smiled softly and took out two invitation coupons from his pocket.
"Since the chairman is not here, I have to ask Miss Beatrice to pass it on for me. Please come to watch the Teacher's Day performance with the chairman tomorrow."
This was Harold's schedule that he had promised himself a long time ago, so he was not worried that he would find an excuse to miss the appointment. Now he was just using it to create opportunities for the assistant lady.
Generally speaking, Wayne didn't mind adult beauty.
Finally understanding what he meant, Beatrice felt as if the top of her head was about to burn.
"I-I will tell you!"
Don't stay here too long, lest the atmosphere becomes awkward. Pulled over the director
After jotting down a few notes on the draft paper on the long desk, Wayne wisely left.
I didn’t expect that someone with such a lazy and negative character as the chairman would appreciate him and his lofty vision...
Is it because I don’t know Harold well enough, or is Miss Beatrice’s filter too heavy?
Walking on the road to the *** room, Wayne couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
"Wayne!"
Someone shouted in the distance.
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, it turned out to be the second prince Lawrence.
It's shameful to say that Lawrence actually spent more energy on preparing for the performance than himself, and even actively contacted the royal family's professional team to serve as consultants.
However, Wayne doesn't really feel guilty about being more fishy than others.
"I just happened to have something to ask you." Lawrence's chest rose and fell slightly, as if he had come from somewhere else just to see him, and he looked a little hurried.
Wayne was slightly surprised, "What happened?"
He looked around and saw no one else, so he no longer cared about the conversation that followed: "You have met Hyman Agnes, right?"
When he suddenly heard the name, Wayne raised his eyebrows.
"Why, he came to you too?"
"No matter what he said to you, you must not get involved with him." Lawrence frowned with a very solemn expression. "If you promised him any conditions, I can take them back on your behalf."
Seeing that he looked very worried indeed, Wayne shook his head. "I didn't promise him anything, I just met him briefly at the banquet last time."
It seems that even Lawrence has received some wind.
The news had already spread around before the operation started. Those guys who wanted to do big things must have been too careless.
"Although they want to pull me on board, I don't have a different stance from my father regarding...that lady."
To reassure Lawrence, Vendor explained.
"Huh, that's good." After receiving confirmation, Lawrence finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He made no secret of his disgust for Mrs. Cherry: "I don't like that woman, but those guys definitely won't make it happen."
Lawrence has also grown a lot during this time and has become much more mature in dealing with problems.
"How to say?"
Appropriately satisfying the other party's desire for expression is a good way to close the relationship.
"Humph, they are just a bunch of people who want to build their own reputation through the banner of others." Lawrence said in a disdainful tone, "Let them fight with their father." Hey, that's your kiss. father.
"By the way, where did you get the news? Why did you think of coming to me?" Wayne suddenly realized the key.
Lawrence didn't hide it. "I received an anonymous letter, which stated their overall plan. It also said that you were very interested in the plan they proposed."
