Chapter 21: Chen Chen’s Anger

“Chairman, that’s the situation…” 

In an office on the fifth floor, after parting ways with Lin Mo and the others, Zhao Zitian immediately came up to find the student council president-Chen Chen.

“So you’re saying you found a group of decent people?” 

Chen Chen gestured with the A4 paper in his hand, not even glancing at Zhao Zitian as he asked indifferently.

“Yes, Chairman. I think… they all have potential,” Zhao Zitian replied obsequiously, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

“If you think so, just bring them to the fifth floor.” 

Chen Chen waved his hand impatiently. 

He had no time to deal with such matters-the half-dead trash on the fourth floor was already enough of a headache. 

If not for fear of losing people’s support, he would have gladly thrown those useless burdens out to feed the Zombies, saving both food and trouble.

“Got it, thank you, Chairman… But, Chairman, there’s one among them I don’t think is suitable…”

“Handle it as you see fit,” Chen Chen dismissed casually.

“Understood, Chairman.” 

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Zhao Zitian grinned and prepared to leave.

Just then, a loud knock suddenly came from the office door.

Bang bang bang! 

The forceful knocking instantly pushed Chen Chen’s already thin patience to its limit.

“Who is it?!” he snapped.

“It’s me.” 

A voice tinged with displeasure sounded from outside.

Chen Chen’s expression changed immediately. 

He quickly stood up and opened the door, his irritation vanishing as if it had never existed, replaced by a warm smile.

“Oh, it’s you, Xue’er. I thought it was someone else just now, so—”

“Enough, President Chen. We’re not that close. Don’t call me Xue’er.” 

Song Xue’er frowned, her tone cool as she stepped into the office. 

Only then did Chen Chen notice the man standing behind her.

“And he is?” 

Chen Chen glanced at the man before turning back to Song Xue’er.

“It’s you?!” 

Before Song Xue’er could answer, Zhao Zitian pointed at Lin Mo and exclaimed in shock.

“Huh?” 

Lin Mo turned to look at him, taking a moment to recall who he was before responding indifferently, 

“Yeah.” 

Zhao Zitian’s face darkened further.

“You know him?” 

Chen Chen fixed his gaze on Zhao Zitian.

“Chairman, he’s the one I just mentioned the unsuitable one…” 

Zhao Zitian hurriedly explained. 

“Just look at him. He doesn’t seem capable, and his attitude is terrible…”

“Zhao Zitian!” 

A sudden shout cut him off mid-sentence.

“Zhao Zitian, how dare you speak about Lin Mo like that?” 

Song Xue’er glared at him furiously, leaving Zhao Zitian speechless.

“Xue’er, who exactly is he…” 

Chen Chen furrowed his brows deeply as he looked at Song Xue’er. 

Zhao Zitian, who knew him well, immediately understood the chairman was angry. 

The reason was simple: how many people in this school didn’t know the chairman had a crush on Song Xue’er? He had been relentlessly pursuing her. 

Most girls would be thrilled to be chased by a tall, rich, handsome guy who was also the student council president, but Song Xue’er had her own principles, stubbornly ignoring him all this time.

But whether he could win her over was one thing; whether someone else could steal her away was another. 

Chen Chen had grown up in luxury-anything he wanted, he got. 

How could he tolerate someone taking what was his? 

The fact that Song Xue’er had been ignoring him already tested his patience, and now she was defending another man? 

Of course he was furious…

“This kid really doesn’t know when to quit-walking right into trouble when he could’ve stayed out of it.” 

Zhao Zitian lowered his head and smirked sinisterly. 

In his eyes, Lin Mo was already a dead man. 

Song Xue’er had always been fooled by Chen Chen’s polished facade, but Zhao Zitian knew better-this student council president was far from a good guy…