Tresen's five horses tore me apart

After gaining the upper hand in the council, Rudolf also made a series of reforms, the most direct of which was the beautiful posture.

Although Miaomiaozhishi originally transferred from Ireland, according to Japanese regulations, it was difficult for her to participate in most competitions. Now that this restriction has been lifted, the emperor also took the opportunity to push Miaomiaozhishi to the trainer with the strongest actual results in Tresen, and showed a cooperative attitude and strength.

"These are some of the horse racing girls' families that have expressed interest in collaborating with us. President Rudolf said that Bai Lejun can choose partners from among these families according to his own ideas. Of course, the prerequisite is that Bai Lejun believes there is potential for training. Sirius's performance is one of our most important trademarks at the moment, and ensuring this is our top priority."

The empress took out the notebook she brought and opened it on the table, revealing a page filled with neat and beautiful handwriting. Chinese characters were used more frequently and Katakana less frequently, which at least made Bai Le feel comfortable.

There are also many files on Uma Musume.

"Oh, it seems that President Rudolph is planning to further win over allies. I didn't expect him to act so quickly."

Bai Le nodded without any surprise.

During the previous conversation at the hot spring, he and the emperor talked about many things. Although it was just casual chat, Bai Le himself, as an engineer, did not understand much about power politics, but as an old Chinese man, he still understood some of the most basic principles.

For example, winning over, dividing and attacking, having more friends and fewer enemies, etc. Anyway, he mentioned this to the emperor while chatting.

Don't be stingy with resources and don't use any tricks. Temporary victory will lead to long-term loss. Just take the right path.

Among them, the quota for the Sirius team is naturally a resource. Even for the Umamusume family who value competition and honor, it is a very precious and irreplaceable resource.

The agreement between Bai Le and Rudolph also includes that Rudolph can recommend a place to Sirius, but whether he is admitted or not ultimately depends on Bai Le's opinion.

Someone at the time thought that this was a bit exaggerated. He was just an ordinary person who was lucky and had information advantages.

However, the emperor directly blocked his response by saying that there is no trainer who has achieved better results than Treson right now.

It’s bad, the emperor is right.

Then, this addition was made.

"These horse girls are a little too young. Many of them don't even look like they've become authentic yet. What can you really tell from that?"

Bai Le took a look and shook his head.

"Because of the Sirius team's current affordability and the fact that this year's quota has already been filled, the partners are considering future directions. If possible, I think they would like to fill your desk with the files of the family's pony girls."

Qi Cao said this half-jokingly, and spread the files out in front of someone, as if he really wanted to fill up Bai Le's desk.

There was a folder that took up a bit of space, so she moved it away quietly, and then the files were neatly placed on Bai Le's desk.

"Shh, that's too scary. Anyway, leave these files with me for now. I'll take a look at them when I have time in the next few days."

Someone gasped.

Bai Le's desk is quite large. He has always liked large desks, so he made such a special request. It's not for the sake of grandeur or anything, but mainly because a large desk is really convenient, especially a right-angled or even U-shaped one, which greatly improves work efficiency.

However, when I inhaled at this moment, I could only smell a faint, elegant scent like orchid coming from the vice-president of the student union.

"That's certainly no problem. If you have any decisions to make, just call me directly."

"nature."

Bai Le agreed and picked up the files one by one. After taking a look at them, he put them in a file basket with recent affairs written on it.

He picked up one portion and the air trough pushed another portion over to him.

"Let me help you sort it out."

she said suddenly.

"Ah? What?"

"table."

The vice president of the student union looked at the tables piled with documents elsewhere and frowned.

"Ah, that's not necessary. It looks messy, but I remember where I put everything. It's easier to find it after I organize it."

Someone said quickly.

Sirius now has six responsibilities, plus information about competitions, so the number of documents is already very large, so Bai Le's desk is inevitably messy.

Obviously, for Qigou, who has always had high standards and strict requirements, this made her a little uncomfortable.

Bai Le understood this point easily, but he still had to explain it a little more.

It's not about saving my image or anything like that, it's just the situation.

"Oh."

The empress lowered her eyelids, lowered her ears, and answered in a low voice, her eyes glancing at someone's waist.

"There are also several documents that need Bai Lejun's signature and confirmation."

Then, as if she had just remembered something, she opened her folder again, turned to the last few pages, found the document, took it out, and placed it in front of Bai Le.

"Oh, wait a minute, let me see."

Bai Le took the document in his hand, took a quick look at it, and then prepared to take a pen to sign.

"Hey, where's my pen?"

He first subconsciously touched his forearm, then his chest, and finally remembered to look for his folder, but the folder was a bit far away because he had just put the files brought by the gas tank into the file basket.

"I have it here."

Then, Arima-san kindly handed over a pen from the side.

"Thank you, ouch."

Bai Le turned around to take it, but whether it was unexpected or not, his hand bumped into the pen.

Then the pen lost its balance and flew out.

432

Chapter 432: The fair and strict vice president.

"terribly sorry."

It was Chicao who apologized immediately, her ears twitching as she stared intently at someone's clothes.

"Ahem, it's nothing. It's just a Tresson uniform shirt. Well, I have plenty of spares. It's not a big deal. Besides, it's already this late. I'll just wash it when I get home tonight."

Bai Le looked down and saw V-shaped strokes on his shirt, from the sleeves to the chest, and even a few strokes on his tie.

You know what, the effect of this air groove pen is quite good. At least there is no problem with the ink flow.

In addition to the recent accident, more accidents occurred.

As we all know, when something flies out of our hands, we will subconsciously try to save it.

The same is true for Baile and Qicao.

If a person were to come and catch a light flying pen, it would probably be easy to do so.

But when two people work together, conflicts are inevitable.

The final result was that although the pen was finally caught by the air groove, it had already turned several circles in the air during the collision of the palms of both parties, and incidentally painted all over Mr. Bai Le's clothes.

"Anyway, I'll sign it first."

This time, Bai Le carefully took the pen from Qi Cao's hand, signed his name on the document, and was about to return the pen.

"click"

As if it had completed its final mission, the pen disintegrated in his hand, and parts flew all over the floor.

"Ah, sorry."

Someone quickly squatted down to pick up the parts, and Qi Tiao also squatted down. The two of them scratched on the ground and finally found all the parts of the body.

"I'm sorry, you were so kind as to lend me your pen, but it ended up being used like this."

Bai Le scratched his head awkwardly.

In fact, he was a little confused about what was wrong with this pen, but someone saw that the spiral fixing part had cracked, which was probably the reason why the pen broke.

"It's okay, it's just a pen. But it's your clothes, Bai Lejun."

"Didn't I tell you it's okay? It's Treson's standard shirt."

Bai Le smiled.

"But your tie is dirty too. I remember Bai Lejun only had this one tie, right?"

"Ah? Now that you put it that way, it seems like it's true... No, there is one, but it's been kept secret. How did you know about this?"

Bai Le actually has another tie, but that tie is placed together with a high-end suit. That suit was custom-made for him by Junchuan Tetsuna from the famous fashion designer Beauty An Xinze. It has naturally been made a long time ago, but Bai Le has hardly worn it yet. For convenience, he even uses the convenient knot of his tie that can be tightened with a single pull.

By the way, this is also the case now.

"Maybe it's because I often have to patrol the campus and check on the students' discipline, so I'm more likely to pay attention to my clothes... well, pay attention."

"I see, you've actually developed this ability. That's really impressive, Qi Grid."

Bai Le sighed.

"Ahem, it's not a great skill. Anyway, two ties are definitely not enough. Let me clean this one for you."

Qi Cao coughed twice and twitched his tail.

"Huh? That's not necessary, is it?"

"Bai Lejun is a prominent figure in the school. A tie is a man's second suit, so it's not enough to only have one that you use regularly."

Then, his chest, or more precisely, the tie at the top of his chest, was gently pressed by a slender, snow-white finger.

"Ahaha, it seems there is such a saying, but I don't really care about it. Sometimes I'm too lazy to wear it."

Someone said with a dry laugh.

Now the distance between the air grooves was subtly close, and the pleasant faint fragrance kept penetrating into his nostrils, making Bai Le's heart inevitably agitated.

His body is young and healthy, his hormones are at their peak, and he also exercises, which makes him a little too energetic.

To the extent that, now even facing the horse girl who clearly cannot have bad intentions, he is tempted to do something.

"It doesn't matter on weekdays, but for some occasions, it's always good to have a backup option, at least you don't have to buy it outright."

"Well, there's no way to refute that, huh?"

Bai Le nodded.

He is not a guy who particularly likes to be unconventional. Generally speaking, he wears clothes that suit the occasion. Of course, the key is that he is not short of money now, so like Qi Cao said, it is always good to have backup options.

The last time I had to rely on Miss Junchuan in an emergency is still vivid in my mind.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Le was stunned and couldn't help but respond with an "ah".

"So I'll finish making the tie and send it to you in the next two days. Otherwise, I'll help you with the shirt as well. The ink from this kind of pen is very difficult to wash out with a washing machine, and Bai Lejun doesn't look like someone who has the patience to deal with it bit by bit."

Somehow, Qi Cao had untied his tie and took it in his hand.

Then, as he spoke, he looked at the desk which was still a little messy.

The convenient tie knot that Bai Le himself couldn't even tie seemed to be non-existent in her hands, and didn't last even for a second.

"Ahahaha, that's true."

He laughed dryly again because he really didn't know what to say.

After all, Qi Trough was right.

Mr. Bai Le basically just throws his clothes into the washing machine and washes them away. It's really unlikely that you would ask him to deal with the brush strokes or something like that.

After all, Mr. Bai Le usually doesn't have any expensive clothes, and most of them are dark-colored, so he really doesn't care about a little stain.

"So, please give me Bai Lejun's clothes as well."

"what?"

Bai Le could only open his mouth again.

"The cleaning methods for ties and shirts are the same. Since we've already cleaned the ties, why not clean the shirts as well? This way, we'll be most efficient."

"Isn't this... a bit too much trouble?"

Bai Le subconsciously felt something was wrong, and he asked dryly.

"After all, this matter was caused by me, so naturally I should be responsible for it."

Qi Cao's eyes swept across the ΛC on someone's chest, and his tone was full of awe-inspiring determination and the will to shoulder responsibility.

It seems that he will never give up until he achieves his goal.