Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 169 Su Luming's Invitation

At this moment, Ye Fan exuded not only confidence, but also a domineering aura stemming from his strength and experience.

This was different from the confidence he displayed during his last negotiation trip to Beijing, which was more like the ease and confidence he showed in the business world. Now, however, he exuded the sharpness and sense of control of a campus leader.

He knew very well that he would not lack wealth or status in this life or the future.

But his four years of university were a unique and precious time in his life.

He won't easily give up what he should fight for just because "it doesn't need to enhance his resume." Participation, competition, and responsibility are all part of university life, and it's also his way of experiencing youth.

Cheng Yuyan, who was intently peeling garlic crayfish nearby, suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity, and interjected, "Ye Fan, do you actually want to be the class monitor?"

She seemed eager to confirm Ye Fan's true feelings.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan smiled at Cheng Yuyan, his expression brimming with youthful vigor: "Teacher Cheng, of course I want to! So, Su might be disappointed."

He changed the subject, looking at Jiang Fan with a serious and thoughtful tone: "However, if you can't be elected class monitor, there's still the Youth League branch secretary, right? That's also a very important position, responsible for guiding students' ideology and political studies, assisting the class monitor in carrying out their work, and correcting everyone's values. I'd be happy to work with Su Luming, one as class monitor and one as branch secretary, to assist you in your work."

At top universities like Nanjing University, class monitors and Youth League branch secretaries are core student leaders. The class monitor is the person in charge of class affairs, and daily management and communication between higher and lower levels are all inseparable from him.

The branch secretary of the Youth League bears the important responsibility of ideological construction, organizing Youth League Day activities, and uniting students' thoughts. Their power and influence are second only to the class monitor, and the two complement each other.

Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Jiang Fan's eyes lit up, and the last trace of worry in his heart vanished. He nodded repeatedly in satisfaction, "Good! Good! That's wonderful!"

He admired Ye Fan for this: confident yet not arrogant, meticulous in his thinking, clear in his expression, and, most importantly, always thinking ahead of him! He was only worried about the class monitor selection, but Ye Fan had already arranged the selection and division of labor for the Youth League branch secretary clearly, as if he had seen right through Ye Fan! With a class monitor like this, his job as the counselor would be much easier!

Cheng Yuyan and another young teacher looked at Jiang Fan's expression of having found a treasure, and then at Ye Fan's composure, their eyes revealing undisguised envy.

Sigh, why are all the best students in Jiang Fan's class? We also want a "god-like class committee member" like Ye Fan!

......

After lunch, Ye Fan and his roommates, who were so full they were rubbing their stomachs, strolled back to their dorm.

As soon as I entered the dormitory building, I could feel that the atmosphere was unusual.

Groups of people gathered at the entrances of each dormitory, discussing the topic of class officer elections that evening.

Clearly, the news of the "election warm-up" in the girls' dormitory has spread like wildfire throughout the boys' dormitory area.

As Ye Fan passed by the entrances of other dormitories, the boys inside would enthusiastically peek out to greet him.

"Brother Fan! We're electing class monitor tonight, and I'm definitely voting for you!"

"Exactly! I'd be the first to object to anyone else being class monitor! It has to be Brother Fan!"

"Brother Fan, don't worry, the brothers know what they're doing!"

Ye Fan wore a friendly smile and replied all the way, "Thanks, brothers!"

He pulled a cigarette case out of his pocket as if by magic, skillfully popped the lid open, and handed one to each of the boys he met along the way who had expressed their enthusiasm.

His movements were fluid and graceful, with a touch of the free and easy spirit of the martial arts world.

"Brother Xie Fan!"

"Brother Fan is so generous!"

The boys who accepted the cigarettes smiled even more eagerly, their eyes meeting in a silent exchange.

Ye Fan returned to dormitory 208, smoking as he went.

He never once mentioned "I want to run for class monitor," but everyone knew perfectly well what he meant. At that moment, he was like an uncrowned king who had not yet been officially crowned but had already gained "support."

A man's promise can sometimes be that simple. A glance, a cigarette—that's the most basic way of taking sides.

Around 3 p.m., the dormitory was quiet. Xiao Ji was playing games, while Shi Kai and Li Yifeng were lying on their beds, scrolling through their phones or checking stocks.

Ye Fan's phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID—Su Luming.

A playful smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He quickly answered the call, his voice calm and even: "Hello, Su Luming? Is there something you need?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Luming's voice was crisp and direct, revealing little emotion: "Ye Fan, are you free now? I want to talk to you about something in person. I'll be waiting for you at the 'Corner Meets Tea' milk tea shop near the back gate of the school."

Ye Fan put down his phone, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Su Luming would come looking for him, which was within his expectations.

She clearly felt the pressure of running for class monitor and wanted to solve the problem at its source—by directly persuading him to withdraw.

It cuts straight to the heart of the matter, simple, but effective. This tactic would probably make Xu Bin, that "simp," practically offer himself up to agree.

People like Xu Bin, who are sycophants, would even go so far as to fawn over someone.

Actually, he could guess what Su Luming wanted to say. This girl was very purposeful and had a clear goal.

In my past life, there were many, many girls like this.

Of course, this has nothing to do with right or wrong; people strive for higher positions, and water flows downhill. This is a truth.

But if Su Luming wants him to back down, he's overthinking it.

Ye Fan smiled knowingly and strolled leisurely to the milk tea shop called "Turn the Corner and Meet Tea" near the back gate of the school.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a blast of cold air hit me.

He spotted Su Luming by the window immediately, but what made him pause and raise an eyebrow was that Xian Zuling was also there!

"Damn it," Ye Fan thought to himself, speechless. "Why bring such an innocent and clueless burden to a serious and cunning negotiation meeting? Is he here as a mascot or a witness?"

He walked over and sat down with a "what are you doing?" look on his face.

Su Luming straightened his back, trying to remain calm, and took the initiative to speak: "You're here. What would you like to drink? It's on me." His tone carried a hint of deliberate warmth.

Oh my, she's actually trying to bribe me by being so attentive. Looks like she's going to make demands later!

Ye Fan said nonchalantly, "Iced Red Bull."

"Uh..." Su Luming choked, looking somewhat embarrassed. "This... we don't have it here. You'll have to go to the convenience store next door to buy it..."

"Never mind then." Ye Fan waved his hand, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed air, appearing nonchalant. "Just say what you need to say, I'm in a hurry to get to the internet cafe to play games."

Before Su Luming could speak, Ye Fan pointed at the ancestral spirit and asked directly, "What's she doing here?"