At noon, Gu Tingxin received a call from the driver, Bei Minghan ordered to pick her up and go to the Holy Hell Group, Gu Tingxin said that he had something to do and hung up the phone directly.

Driver, "......"

After having lunch in the cafeteria, Gu Qianxin went to the operation room with Bai Qianqian, and started to make the shirt for Bei Minghan.

Since it was a gift that Gu Qingxin wanted to give to Bei Minghan, Bai Qianqian naturally couldn't interfere, and it would be more meaningful for her to do it alone.

So Bai Qianqian found some leftover fabric, and diy a beautiful backpack in the middle of the day.

During class in the afternoon, some classmates came to Gu Tingxin, saying that the principal was looking for her.

When she arrived at the principal's office, the principal saw her come in, and immediately got up to greet her, invited her in kindly, and poured tea himself.

It was a 180-degree turn from the previous attitude.

"Headmaster, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Oh, that's right, just now the office of the Holy Underworld Group called, saying that the money for this competition has been allocated, let send a classmate to pick it up." The headmaster's face was gentle.

“……”

"Isn't this the kind of thing supposed to be done by the student council president?"

"Originally, but now the situation is different, this fashion design competition is for your design department, so it's better for you to go to the department, what do you say?" The principal doesn't know what's going on, so he, the principal, really has to go.

"There are also many excellent seniors in the design department......

"Classmate Gu, since you and the person in charge of the Holy Underworld Group are old acquaintances, it is more appropriate for you to go."

"I ......"

"Classmate Gu, don't shirk it, I've already asked the school's special bus to wait outside."

Gu Qingxin, "......"

Gu Qian wanted to go for a trip, after all, this competition was related to the entire design department, she just went to get a check, the Holy Underworld Group is so big, she may not be able to meet the North Stygian Cold.

Gu Tingxin worked hard to hypnotize himself, and the car had already arrived at the Holy Hades Building, and Gu Tingxin got out of the car and walked in.

As soon as she walked in, Lian Qingruo had already greeted her, looked at her with a smile and said, "Miss Gu, please come with me." ”

"Uh...... Sister Secretary, I am here to receive the money for this design competition on behalf of the school. Gu Tianxin hurriedly explained that she was not here to see Bei Minghan.

"I know, you just come with me." Lian Qingruo personally led her to the president's exclusive elevator.

The chief secretary of the president's office greeted him personally, so that everyone couldn't help but look over and guess the identity of this little girl.

Gu Tingxin was not familiar with this place, so he could only follow Lian Qingruo to the elevator, seeing the numbers rising all the way, Gu Tingxin couldn't help but say again, "Shouldn't you go to the finance department to get the money?" ”

"The money for this contest was personally allocated by the president, and now the check is already in the president's office." Lian Qingruo explained with a smile.

Gu Qingxin, "......"

When Gu Qingxin followed Lian Qingruo to the president's office, Bei Minghan was not inside, Lian Qingruo said that Bei Minghan was having an important meeting.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa are some delicate little pastries, and a glass of lemon juice.

"Miss Gu, sit down for a while, these are all prepared for you under the orders of the president." After Lian Qingruo finished speaking, she smiled and retreated.

Gu Tingxin sat on the sofa, looking at the beautiful snacks on the coffee table, as well as the glass of lemon juice, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

Inside the conference room.

Bei Minghan's gaze kept falling on the computer in front of him, even if he was talking to the supervisors, his eyes did not take off the screen, and the expression on his face unconsciously softened......

(Tianjin)