After Hu Linyu and Shen Youchu left, Chen Hansheng quietly smoked a cigarette outside the office building, then restrained his expression and returned to Yu Yueping's office again.

"Secretary Yu, I'm Chen Hansheng, the monitor of class 2 of public management in the Department of Humanities and social sciences. The girl was in our class just now. She didn't understand the situation. She was in a hurry and said something wrong. Please don't take it to heart."

Yu Yueping listened. Unexpectedly, he raised his head and looked at it. He gave a slight "um" as a response.

Because Chen Hansheng is not called "Teacher Yu", but "Secretary Yu".

The students who come to work at ordinary times, including Hulin language, are all shouting "Teacher Yu, teacher Yu". Yu Yueping wants to stick the nameplate of "Deputy Secretary of the Youth League Committee" on his brain shell.

In addition, Chen Hansheng said that he was the monitor. The monitor in the university still had a little weight, which was equivalent to the little assistant and spokesman of the counselor. Finally, he took all the responsibilities knowingly. This initial greeting was passed.

In fact, on the issue of financial aid for poor students, the applicant must unify his position with the school. Because Hu Linyu stood in the wrong position, things also deviated from the direction.

After Chen Hansheng said hello, he didn't directly mention the financial aid for poor students like Hu Linyu, nor did he find a topic to chat. Yu Yueping obviously didn't look at himself, and it was embarrassing to talk to himself.

Seeing that the newspaper column in his office was in a mess, he simply went to tidy up the newspaper.

Yu Yueping noticed Chen Hansheng's move and stopped writing and frowned. He knew that Chen Hansheng's motivation was nothing more than financial aid for poor students.

However, this way is somewhat novel. Unlike other students, they either cry, make noise or quarrel. They don't look like college students.

When Chen Hansheng finished sorting out the newspaper column, he saw that the ground was still dirty. Without saying a word, he used a mop to clean it.

"Well, well, we have aunts cleaning here." Yu Yueping couldn't help but stop Tao.

"It's all right, Secretary Yu. I'm not tired."

Chen Hansheng turned his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

Yu Yueping rolled his eyes and thought, I didn't ask you if you are tired, but you can do it if you want. In short, I still have to follow the procedures.

When Chen Hansheng finished dragging the floor and it was time for lunch, Yu Yueping stood up and said, "classmate, I want to eat."

"Oh, OK."

Chen Hansheng walked out of the office quickly. After Yu Yueping closed the door, he didn't say much and went to the classroom and canteen.

In the afternoon, Yu Yueping just came to the office, his ass didn't cover the heat, and Chen Hansheng arrived on time.

"Secretary Yu."

Chen Hansheng carried a bag and said hello with a smile.

"Why are you here again? Don't you have class?" Yu Yueping asked.

"We have no classes in the afternoon."

Chen Hansheng replied, of course, he knows best whether there are classes or not.

Yu Yueping didn't want Chen Hansheng to stay here anymore, so he said, "it's OK. You clean my office in the morning. If you don't have classes, go back to the dormitory."

Chen Hansheng refused: "I just cleaned the floor in the morning, and the cabinet hasn't been cleaned yet."

As he spoke, he took out a towel from the bag, which didn't mean Yueping agreed. He jumped up and began to wipe the filing cabinet.

Yu Yueping shook his head and said, "I don't care. It depends on when you stick to it.".

Chen Hansheng's hands-on ability is still very strong, which has a lot to do with Lao Chen's deliberate cultivation. He cleans the cabinet very carefully and has a sense of rhythm. Sometimes Yu Yueping stops his work and looks at it.

Of course, he doesn't shout or drink.

However, Chen Hansheng didn't need to be greeted at all. When he felt tired, he felt a large ceramic teacup from his bag, drew hot water from the water room, sat on the reception sofa, drank and rested.

Yu Yueping thought to himself, good guy, the equipment is quite complete. It seems that he is ready to fight a protracted war.

This afternoon, Chen Hansheng spent all his time here. Some students who came to work were very curious. Chen Hansheng didn't care. He also took the initiative to help Yu Yueping count the personal data of these students.

When preparing to get off work at 5:30 p.m., Yu Yueping seriously said to Chen Hansheng, "don't come again tomorrow. I've swept the floor here and wiped the cabinet. There is no dead corner."

"There are still dead corners."

Chen Hansheng smiled shyly: "in the afternoon, I just wiped the outside of the cabinet, but the inside hasn't been cleaned yet."

Yu Yueping was speechless for a while. He wondered whether Chen Hansheng had deliberately left this position.

The next morning, Chen Hansheng "still had no class". He stepped on the point of work on time and came to the Youth League Committee Office. After greeting Yu Yueping, he began to clean the office cabinet.

Yu Yueping's work should be very cumbersome. The documents in the office cabinet are messy, and the documents at different times are mixed together. Chen Hansheng also saw a copy of the supporting opinions of the College of Finance and Economics on supporting college students' Entrepreneurship in May this year.

May every year should be the time when senior students are about to graduate. It seems that this document is aimed at them. Chen Hansheng wants to read it again, but he is worried that it is against the rules. He thought and asked, "Secretary Yu, are these documents sorted according to time or type?"

"Sort it out according to the time." Yu Yueping said.

"Oh, good."

With this sentence, Chen Hansheng will have no problem reading. He can explain that he is looking for the signature time of the document, and also take this opportunity to read all the public documents of the Academy of Finance in the past two years.

In fact, these documents were originally posted on the school bulletin board, but college students who have nothing to do will go to see this thing, but they missed a lot of opportunities. Because some documents are obviously beneficial to the students of our school, unfortunately no one applied.

The atmosphere in the Youth League Committee Office was a little strange. Yu Yueping was writing materials and Chen Hansheng was sorting out documents. They were silent. Some passing teachers joked: "Lao Yu, is this your little secretary?"

Yu Yueping could only laugh, but when he went to dinner the next morning, Yu Yueping asked again seriously, "what's your name?"

"Secretary Yu, my name is Chen Hansheng, class 2, public management, Department of Humanities and social sciences."

Yu Yueping said "well", but he didn't say to ask Chen Hansheng not to come this afternoon. He probably couldn't persuade him.

In the afternoon, Chen Hansheng appeared in the office on time. There was still only the "rustle" of writing and the sound of paper sorting out documents in the room. When Yu Yueping had a rest, he asked, "Xiao Chen, do you smoke?"

"Smoke once in a while." Chen Hansheng said.

Yu Yueping threw a cigarette over and warned, "be careful not to burn the documents."

After Chen Hansheng helped Yu Yueping light the fire, the two people puffed in the room.

Smoking, Yu Yueping suddenly asked, "is that Shen Youchu's family really poor?"

"Indeed, her parents died early and grew up with her elderly mother-in-law. The old man has no ability to make money and is not in good health. Shen Youchu tries to save the cost of living. He only eats rice and doesn't eat vegetables every day. He can drink free soup at most. The cost of living is no more than 50 yuan a month."

Yu Yueping nodded and didn't speak. In fact, it's strange. Hu Lin's language was so affectionate that he was moved to cry. He wasn't moved by Yu Yueping. However, in this kind of chatting while smoking, Yu Yueping actually believed what Chen Hansheng said.

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