Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"Yes, we are from the student union. You are not a student of our school, right?"

After all, he was a member of the student union, and he had met almost all the famous students in the school. If this special girl in front of him was a student here, he would definitely know.

Xin Tiao Qian showed a lazy smile and said in a soft and coquettish voice: "I don't know either. The security guard let me in."

She licked the lollipop gently, and the boy with drooping eyes couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and recalled what had happened before. There was a period of time when some strange girls often appeared in Xiuzhiyuan wandering around the school, and would take the initiative to chat with boys.

After investigation, it was discovered that these people were all runaway girls. When they were communicating online, someone posted a guide that said to bribe the security guards with their beauty and then go to Xiuzhiyuan. The worst consequence was that they would be kicked out. However, Xiuzhiyuan was a place where the descendants of nobles from all over the country gathered. If a male student liked her, she would be transformed from a sparrow into a phoenix, and she would no longer have to live a precarious life.

Even if they cannot become mistresses, but only keep them for a short period of time, these young rich and powerful generations who have no shortage of money and still have some innocence are not stingy in spending money on toys.

In fact, there were a few girls who succeeded and maintained long-term relationships with the boys from Shuchiin.

It was only after the school strengthened its management that such incidents became less common.

The boys with droopy eyes thought that Xin Tiao Qian was such a girl. Boys with droopy eyes had driven away such girls before, mainly because they looked down on them.

"You... you are not a student of Xiuzhiyuan, right? Come with me to the student union!" The boy with droopy eyes showed a serious expression.

"But - I just got lost and came in, please don't chase me out?" Xin Tiao Qian said with tears in her eyes.

Xin Tiao Qian blinked her moist eyes, as if hinting at something.

"Hehe, it's okay if you don't go to the Student Union, but I suspect you stole something from school. Go to the grove next to the playground, and I'll help check for you." The boy with droopy eyes said with rapid breathing.

"Hey, Yamamoto, this is not good." The boy next to him stopped him.

"It will be your turn after me, Shimazaki. You are still a virgin, right?" said the boy with droopy eyes.

Another boy looked at Shinjo Akane's smile. That sweet smile seemed to be magical, making the boy's heart beat wildly.

"Do you mean, you want to help me check my body?" Xin Tiao Qian said in a charming tone, and then gradually approached the two boys.

After hearing what the girl said, the boy, whose brain was completely possessed by the bug, couldn't use his brain anymore.

"Yes, let me see how you are developing." The boy with droopy eyes showed an obscene smile.

But the next moment, Xin Tiao Qian raised her hand and slapped the boy's cheek with incredible speed. She took out her phone with a smile and said, "My student union classmate - I have recorded everything you said just now with my phone."

"What?!" He realized that he had been set up.

He said angrily: "Do you know who I am? How dare you use such means?!"

Because of his superior family background, the boy never thought that he would be set up by a honey trap. However, if this recording were to be known by other people in the school, he would be socially ruined.

"Give me your phone!" The boy with droopy eyes immediately stepped forward to grab it.

Without saying anything, Akane Shinjo took a deep breath and shouted, "Moltery!!"

Hey, why does this feel a bit familiar?

There was a smile in Xinjo Akane's eyes. "I'm sorry, uncle, your methods are too gentle. Such a fair and open approach is not my style."

Fake business war: Both sides are scheming against each other, planning and making far-reaching plans.

The real business war: a young man’s first scam.

Chapter 119 If you come to Xiuzhiyuan, you must understand the rules of Xiuzhiyuan

Because of this dispute, Fuutarou, the student council president, quickly got the news and rushed to the scene. He saw the girl who was not a student and the boy with droopy eyes under his command, and asked about the cause, process and outcome of the incident.

Because Fuutarou himself had been framed by Nanami Asami, he paid special attention to this possibility, especially since the girl in front of him named Shinjo Akane gave him a feeling that she was a bit similar to Nanami Asami.

Then Fuutarou asked seriously, "Did you really say that you want this lady to go to the grove for a physical examination?"

He hesitated for a moment, feeling somewhat guilty, and then immediately said in a tough tone: "She seduced me first, and she is from another school, so it is against the rules in Xiuzhiyuan!"

So, it is true that drooping the eyes was inappropriate, but what he said was also true.

This girl was most likely here at Shuchiin to "hunt", but she was actually trying to set up a honey trap.

"But I am not an irrelevant." Xin Tiao Qian said softly.

Just when Fuutarou was about to say something, he heard the voice of the director of the administration department.

"Ms. Shinjo, why are you here? It's so hard for me to find you."

"It's nothing. I'm just curious about your school and want to visit it. I didn't expect that the students in your school look much worse than the rumors say." Xin Tiao Qian said with a smile.

The director of the administrative department was a middle-aged man who was a little fat. Seeing that the student council president was also here, he asked, "What's going on?"

Fuutarou frowned slightly and said, "Director, who is this?"

He couldn't let this girl dominate the conversation, as he had already somewhat sensed that she had ill intentions.

"Ah, it happens that you are here too, Uesugi-kun. This is Ms. Akane Shinjo, the head of the planning department of the Big Entertainment Department under ByteDance Group. The company that Ms. Shinjo belongs to will hold a concert in our school during the Sacred Heart Festival. The board of directors has approved it, and the workers of Ms. Shinjo's company will soon enter to set up the stage. I originally wanted to connect with your student union."

Fuutarou's expression became serious, and the boy with drooping eyes showed a surprised expression: "You are lying, but you just..."

"What's going on!" The director saw that something seemed wrong and the smile on his face slowed down.

"He molested me, and I have evidence." Xin Tiao Qian said bluntly.

"I was just joking!" said the boy with droopy eyes.

"Why aren't you joking with your mother?" Xin Tiao Qian said immediately, and anger suddenly appeared on the boy's face.

"Ms. Shinjo, the workers and building materials are already in place, and we can start construction."

Just at this moment, Xin Tiao Qian's men came over and said something, followed by a dozen workers wearing safety helmets.

Shinjo Akane said to the three teachers and students of Shuchiin: "I am very angry now, so..."

She waved her hand and said to her people, "First, tear down this tattered blue stage on the football field. In four days, I want to see a new stage."

Fuutarou immediately stood up and objected, saying, "Wait a minute, this is the stage built by our student union, and it was approved by the school. Who allowed you to tear it down?"

Shinjo Akane smiled and said, "Of course, we applied to the board of directors. We want to hold a concert, so of course we need a venue that is large enough. But I just visited the school, and only the football field meets our requirements. The board of directors replied to me today that we can choose any suitable venue to build the stage. We don't need to apply for another one. We are a formal large company, and we follow procedures when doing things."

This kind of old-fashioned cliché sounds particularly ironic when it comes from a girl of her prime.

"But there's no need to tear down our stage," Fuutarou said.

"President Fuutarou Uesugi, right?" said Akane Shinjo.

"Why do you know my name?" Fuutarou asked curiously.

Xin Tiao Qian did not answer, but said: "Don't you think that compared with the evening party we put together with the resources of the entire group, your club's performance of playing house is not good enough? There is no need for things with repeated positioning. It will make your Sacred Heart Festival look very low-class. How can you be so poor to come up with such a boring activity to make up the numbers?"

Shinjo Akane said lightly.

Fuutarou was inadvertently stung by Akane Shinjo's words. He was the "poor guy" who came up with this activity. Unlike previous student council presidents, he didn't have the connections to invite celebrity idols to perform at school, so he could only use the existing club resources.

In fact, this is very normal for campus festivals in ordinary schools, but this is Shuchiin.

After all, President Uesugi is still leading the Student Union of Shuchiin with the mindset of an ordinary student.

He also knew that other people privately evaluated their student council as mediocre and boring. Compared with the brilliant seniors of previous years, Fuutarou's tenure was evaluated as mediocre. But in this school, mediocre was a sin.

But Fuutarou himself is also aware of the helplessness involved. The premise for amazing talent is to pile up resources.

"Get started, take them all down within two hours." Xin Tiao Qian said coldly.

Fuutarou yelled, "Stop, don't move!"

But Fuutarou couldn't just let them tear down the stage, as he and his students had spent a week building it.

Then he turned to the only teacher present and asked, "Dean, are we really going to let them tear down the stage built by the Student Union? As the student union president, I don't agree!"

The director of the administrative department looked a little embarrassed. "But what Miss Shinjo said makes sense. ByteDance's party is grand enough. In this case, the performance arranged by the student union is unnecessary. Reporters will find it strange to interview you at that time. The important thing is that the board of directors gave Miss Shinjo Akane the authority to choose the venue for the concert. If you want to protest, President Uesugi, you can only go to the board of directors."

In fact, his task was just to show Shinjo Akane around the school, and he didn't want to get involved in any trouble with the student union, so he put the blame on the board of directors.

"Actually, if President Uesugi wants me to stop, just ask the boy next to you to apologize to me." Akane Shinjo said with a smile.

Fuutarou looked at the girl's expression and actually felt that it was a bit hateful. However, he quickly judged the situation in his mind. First of all, no matter what, the boy with droopy eyes said such words and had bad intentions, which was almost equivalent to sexual harassment, and he should apologize. And he couldn't really watch this girl command the workers to dismantle the student union stage.

His expression was somewhat helpless, but he finally said to the drooping eyes: "Yamamoto, you should apologize to Miss Shinjo first."

The boy with droopy eyes had a distorted expression and said to Fuutarou: "Apologize? She's just fishing."

But you were caught after all, weren't you? Fuutarou said in his heart, but he still had to take care of his subordinates' feelings.

"What you said was inappropriate after all. You should apologize to her. You don't want this stage to be demolished." Fuutarou continued to persuade.

The boy with droopy eyes got even angrier and said, "I work so hard for the student union. Obviously, the student union has funding, but you insist on promoting thrift and letting the student union build it. I'm so tired that my waist is about to collapse, just to promote your mistress to the position of student union president. You can almost say that I'm a beast of burden, right? Now you want to press my head and apologize to a bitch? Uesugi Fuutarou, am I giving you too much face?"

Fuutarou's expression turned a little ugly, and he said, "Yamamoto, calm down!"

"Calm down, you really think you're such an important person. I give you face by calling you president, but if I don't, you're just a nobody. You're a poor, stinking guy hanging around here and you think you're a superior person? Even cabinet ministers have to be polite to me, so who do you think you are? You're just a student union, right? I quit!"

Having said that, Diaoyanjiao threw the armband in his hand to the ground and spat out in anger.

The administrative teacher next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Yamamoto, calm down."

"If you don't want to lose this job with an annual salary of tens of millions, then shut the fuck up." The administrative teacher yelled back, his face turning pale.

He glanced at Fuutarou from the corner of his eye and said, "Stupid guy."

After saying that, he left with his little brother.

Fuutarou stared at the dirty armband in silence, and then he heard Shinjo Akane's annoying voice from the side: "What a pity, President Uesugi can't seem to convince his subordinates to apologize to me, so take it down for me!"

Chapter 120: Uesugi Fuutarou's Melancholy

The students of Xiuzhiyuan soon discovered something strange: the stage built by the student union had been demolished. Immediately, a student with good intentions posted photos of the demolition site on the school forum.

I don't know if the student who took the photo did it on purpose, he specifically took the photo of the student union member standing next to him. That kind of humiliation, that kind of reluctance, it's like the goddess whom he coaxed with all his efforts was played like a bitch by the yellow-haired guy.

Then someone posted a comment saying that the stage that was demolished was built by student union members. Everyone then realized why there was such a reaction.

"Who is so powerful? Isn't our school's student union quite powerful? Why is it so miserable that it has been demolished?"

"The guy above, it may have been like this before, but now we have a poor guild leader who can't control people--"

"It was said to be a popular election at first, but in the end the teachers in each class forced everyone to vote. Since the board of directors likes to find a puppet that can be manipulated, it deserves the backlash now."

"Poor other members of the student union, they worked on the civil engineering for a few days, but it was all in vain, hahaha."

Originally, it was against tradition for Fuutarou Uesugi, a non-noble student, to be the student council president. He only got the nomination with the strong support of the board of directors, many of whom were dissatisfied. So when they saw him being humiliated, they immediately became angry.

However, this post, which had the potential to become a high-profile post, was deleted by the moderators soon after. After all, as everyone knows, the school forum is managed by the student union.

But in the blink of an eye, someone else posted something.

"A private forum, right? You can't talk about the student union's mess, right? He was getting anxious."

This post was instantly flooded with likes and no comments, or just criticisms.

Naturally, this post was also hidden, and the poster received a six-day oral sex package and a prestige of -10.

Fuutarou looked at the topic trend of the school forum with some annoyance. After all, he was the moderator. It was really cool to be a power-hungry person. There was nothing wrong with silencing people. These sarcastic remarks were just to vent his emotions.

The point is that this rough management style is not his usual style, because it really poked his lungs.

At first, he just participated in the student union election with a try-it attitude, and he didn't even think he could be elected. After all, the other candidates were too powerful and their teams were too professional, while he was the only one, and at most the five sisters could help a little.

At this time, the board of directors asked the teacher to find him and wanted to nominate him as the student union president. He also understood the implication that the board of directors always felt that the student union and the students had too much power, and the school's annual operating costs remained high, so the board of directors wanted to increase their voice. Therefore, they wanted to promote a student union president that they could control, after all, other candidates were qualified and ignored them.

Fuutarou refused without thinking too much. Although he felt that the previous student council was a bit extravagant, it did not mean that he wanted to be the knife of the board of directors. Even if he became the student council president, he wanted to realize his own ideas.

However, the other party did not give him a chance to refuse. Without his consent, the teachers half-implied and half-forced the students to vote for Fuutarou.

Then he became the student council president. It's not that he couldn't refuse, but it just so happened that his relationship with Yotsuba was confirmed at that time.

The title of student council president can make him look more compatible with Yotsuba. Looking at the cold face of Nakano Maruo, Fuutarou feels a lot of pressure.

This is actually exactly the same reason why he wants to go abroad.

But he also knew in his heart that this would make him, as the student union president, face more resistance than his predecessors. After all, it was hard to say that his position was legitimate. In the past, when the student union led activities, such as sports meets, many people said that this student union president was poor, and there were almost no default benefits for sports meets.

But in Fuutarou's opinion, those so-called benefits are unnecessary extravagances, and his style of doing things actually coincides with what the board of directors wants to achieve.

Of course, he also knew that to the board of directors, he was just a convenient scapegoat.

So he knew very well that his prestige among students was not very high.

"President, um, will our appeal really be useful?" The girl's voice brought Fuutarou back to his senses.

Fuutarou forced a smile. This student was a civilian student like Fuutarou. Or rather, most of Fuutarou's subordinates were this type of students.

"I have already filed a complaint with the board of directors and will receive a response tomorrow," Fuutarou said in a soothing tone.

"It took us a long time to build that stage, and the dancers put a lot of effort into their costumes," the girl said somewhat sadly.