"I'm in my third year this year, about to start my internship soon, but don't you forget."
At this point, Teng Ziwei paused, his cold and arrogant gaze sweeping over the mbers: "Your future internship jobs will be arranged by ."
"I could easily make the school not arrange any internship positions for you, and if you can't find one on your own, and fail to write an internship report, don't even think about graduating."
"You should know what kind of university Hua City University is. If you can't get a diploma, it's equivalent to you not having attended this school."
"And this diploma is very important to you, because our Hua City University is one of the top universities in the country!"
Teng Ziwei smugly looked at the mbers silenced by his words, discussing a topic they've always avoided: "Think about it, your families sent you to this school, you got in on your own, what does your future look like?"
"A planned future, you must seize it yourself."
After another pause, Teng Ziwei burst into laughter and said: "Don't throw away your future for so guy you don't even know!"
"Whether your future is a success or a downfall depends on your own decision!"
As his words fell, Teng Ziwei no longer spoke, instead crossing his arms with a smug expression, watching the faces of these mbers, especially enjoying how their originally angry looks were silenced by a few of his words, a feeling he deeply savored.
Every ti, in front of those school leaders, though he was fed up with them, he still had to pretend to listen attentively.
Today, let these guys experience this feeling, let them know that whether in this Ivory Tower or in society, no one can act as they wish.
It's said that people are selfish, and at this mont this saying perfectly describes their mood, young people's impulsiveness often leads to regret, especially these who dare not be impulsive.
In Teng Ziwei's hands, they dared to be angry but not to speak out, staring at him angrily, wanting to curse, but they did not dare to speak up; no one can guarantee their future, especially these students without background.
What they look forward to is finding a suitable job after graduating, earning a decent salary, then getting loans to buy a car and a house, and finally marrying a good partner, achieving success and fulfillnt.
They did not want to cut off this path here, even though Teng Ziwei infuriated them, they had to suppress their anger, not letting it burst out.
Only reality can break dreams.
"That's more like it."
Seeing that none of them spoke for a minute or two, just looking at him, Teng Ziwei beca even more pleased. As the student council president, he truly had the power to block their internship arrangents.
However, with so many people, he couldn't block everyone, at most three or four, any more and the school would not allow it, which fortunately, those people didn't know. Using this to scare them was indeed a nice trick.
Winning without fighting.
The thod might be a bit disgraceful, but he is Teng Ziwei, the president of the student council, and they are his subordinates, his henchn; how can they not follow the boss's words?
If this were reported to the school, how would the other club presidents view him? As one of the top three clubs, he's always been head and shoulders above those small club presidents.
This feeling of superiority makes him feel like he's in the clouds, utterly wonderful, and he is more obsessed with this feeling, deciding that in the future, he will use every available connection to secure the best position for himself, achieving greatness with less effort.
Teng Ziwei's smugness, his lack of remorse, made many grit their teeth in hatred, yet they dared not say anything, the power was in his hands, they dared not make a move.
But just when Teng Ziwei thought he had intimidated everyone, a cold and disdainful voice suddenly ca, causing his expression to freeze.
"Not giving us internship positions, what a big show of power!"
As Teng Ziwei looked intently, his face instantly turned ugly, for the person speaking was Molan!
Molan's gaze was indifferent as she looked at Teng Ziwei, her lips curled with disdain, shrugging, she said: "President, I'm really sorry, I never planned to let the school arrange an internship for , you don't need to pressure with such trivial things, and I really don't like people like you."
Given Molan's background, she wouldn't be interested in the internships arranged by the school, earning just a thousand or two a month, difficult to learn anything, viewed down upon, simply unsuitable for her.
Early on entering the school, her old man told her to focus on her studies and then to intern by becoming his secretary.
Believing this, the sa goes for Ye Ni and Ailin, since they have similar backgrounds.
And Lin Qingxue, Molan, and others have nothing to worry about.
Currently, as the treasured pearl of Lin Corporation, who would dare to ss with her? Even the school leaders are eager to curry favor, how would they dare create obstacles?
So, Teng Ziwei's threats only threaten those relying on the school for internships. Unfortunately, there are quite a few of such mbers.
At least until now, only the three of them dared stand against Teng Ziwei, the others' eyes flickering, lost in thought, but this, Molan did not bother with, unfamiliar with these people, it didn't matter whether she helped them or not.
"Molan, do you know what you're saying?!"
Teng Ziwei nearly shouted in rage; his position already solidified, yet still, soone stood against him, moreover, it was Lin Qingxue's roommate!
He had worked hard to leave a good impression on Lin Qingxue and hadn't troubled her roommate, but because of the recent trip, Lin Qingxue's impression of him was entirely ruined.
"Of course, I know what my Lanlan is saying."
Ailin patted her Dior bag at her waist, brushing off imaginary dust, sneered: "Lanlan doesn't care about the school's internship positions!"
Finishing her sentence, Ailin pointed her delicate hand at Molan, looking at Teng Ziwei with mockery in her eyes: "With Lanlan's background, she doesn't need the school's arrangent; even the principal knows not to include her in the internship list."
"Similarly, besides Lanlan, both Nini and I are the sa, that's why I wanted to tell you, don't show up before us like a clown, even a clown is cute, bringing joy, but you, this clown, cannot be compared to them!"
"You... you guys..."
Teng Ziwei's anger showed as he pointed a trembling finger at the three won, wanting to speak but unable, until a sudden idea dawned on him, and he sneered: "I don't care what you won say, or whatever background you have; at least that guy is already in the police station."
"I believe we'll soon hear news of him being sentenced to prison, whereas if you treat well, this won't happen to you, otherwise, you will know what it ans to be jailed!"
"I know the police director!"
Teng Ziwei's face showed pride as he looked at the people present, and inevitably, he really did frighten them.
If anyone was worth relying on for connection, no one was more suitable than the director of the police station. Although he really didn't know who this director was, it didn't matter; what mattered was that he could pull out this card!
"He... he knows the director of this police station?"
"No wonder he was so calm when Hao Jian was arrested, he already knew the outco."
"Hmph! I don't think we can be friends with him, a typical traitor."
"Shush, keep it down, do you still want an internship? He said he'd cut us off if we rebelled against him..."
"It's just an internship..."
The voice that said so gradually diminished, losing the confidence it had earlier.
"Director Zhang, this person claims to know you, do you know him?"
At the peak of his self-satisfaction, an untily voice rang out, drawing everyone's gaze, and Teng Ziwei roared, "Damn it, who's speaking, get out here!"
"Click!"
The sound of footsteps, and three figures stood at the door, Hao Jian, with a tall and cold deanor at the front, followed by Zhang Hai and Lin Ya, with Zhang Hai half a step behind Hao Jian, Lin Ya another step behind. This arrangent revealed their relationships and status.
"You... how did you get out!? Why are you fine?!"
Seeing Hao Jian, Teng Ziwei's expression drastically changed, then burst into laughter: "Did you escape?!"
"Ha ha! You're finished! You dared to escape, don't you know the consequences here at the police station?!"
"Id...iot!"
Hao Jian looked mockingly at Teng Ziwei, initially wanting to say a few words to sha him, but after hearing those words from Teng Ziwei's mouth, he felt... forget it!
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