Out of the three of us, whose lips are the softest?

At around 6 pm, Chen hansheng arrived at Yi Wu's small commodity city. Since the start of school, the flow of people had gradually increased.

It was not an exaggeration to say that this was the central business district of Jiangling university town, which was responsible for the cultural entertainment, dinner, and love requests of many students.

Chen hansheng pushed open the door to the food stall and heard someone complaining about a certain department head in the Student Union who liked to show off and embezzled activity funds.

First and second-year students liked to discuss and study this topic. Third-year students and above were too lazy to ask.

"Senior brother Chen."

"Commander Chen,"

"Chairman Chen."

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There were all sorts of random names for Chen hansheng.