Fu Chi began to suspect that the president was dumping all the work on him.
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
There is no other reason than this.
He is currently dealing with a job he is not good at.
If he was already managing all the affairs of the student council before, then even if he's busy now, he should be able to handle things with ease.
And these things that he hasn't touched much now are things that used to go through the chairman's hands.
After the New Year, Li Si was already in the second semester of his junior year. Generally speaking, the student union president of Jiang University did not serve a second term until the senior year.
After all, most seniors have to shuttle between on-campus and off-campus activities and need to deal with things like internships and social issues.
They are no longer able to serve the school wholeheartedly.
Although President Li Si had already secured a place in the postgraduate program and would be pursuing further studies at Jiangnan University, he still had to follow the rules and regulations.
Therefore, the student council structure last semester was mainly based on Li Si, with Fu Chi as a secondary figure.
Starting this semester, his role will be officially changed, and he will begin to take on various tasks that only a student council president can handle.
All of this was still quite unfamiliar to him.
In other words
Previously, Li Si had indeed entrusted him with a considerable amount of work.
But he didn't slack off on the part he was responsible for...
As for why Li Si had much more free time compared to Fu Chi, that was...
Xia Li casually pulled a bottle of AD calcium milk from the cabinet, broke the seal, sipped through the straw, and glanced at Fu Chi's laptop screen:
"Huh? Xiao Fu, you haven't finished dealing with this yet?"
"…ah."
"Then you're in trouble. You're bound to get a few words from that fox." Xia Li shrugged. "If it were the old fox, he would have taken care of it three days ago."
Fu Chi: ...
Indeed, their current president, the senior whom Fu Chi deeply respects, is the most efficient president in recent years.
Fu Chi's face was clouded with worry:
"Yes, the president said he'll be here to check later..."
"You do this first, it's easy."
Xia Li pointed to another document on the screen.
—Regarding the topics for monthly and weekly journals to be published on the official WeChat account after March.
This matter is handled by the editorial and news departments under the student union.
But when it comes to the final decision, the president still needs to take a look.
In addition, the student union also needs to pick a topic and let the student union submit articles, and hold a writing competition similar to "three-line love letters".
The topic is usually decided after discussion between the president and the two ministers.
If there are special needs—meaning there aren't enough participants—then it's necessary to coordinate with literature clubs to get their presidents to encourage their members to sign up, and that's the kind of work Xia Li is responsible for.
Upon hearing this, Fu Chi froze, then clutched his head and wailed:
"Oh no—I forgot to consult with the two ministers, now..."
He took out his phone, wanting to create a small group chat.
Xia Li waved her hand dismissively and decided, "What's there to negotiate? There's no need for negotiation. Just decide it directly. I'll announce it on the official WeChat account later."
"Huh? But, this..." Fu Chi hesitated, things shouldn't be going like this.
"You think things are easy over there? They're busy choosing their own topics. They should thank you for settling on this. Fox only pretends to go to meetings over there when he can't think of any topics himself..."
Xia Li slurped up her AD calcium milk: "As for that, it's too easy. Next month, right... West Lake is most beautiful in March. Just go to West Lake..."
She raised an eyebrow slightly, as if recalling something, and then immediately said:
"Ah, the tulips at Prince Bay should be in bloom by then... And if you can't think of anything about the 'Dengwen slogan,' go find Brother Bei. He might not help with other things, but if it involves West Lake, he'll give you a few words for free."
Fu Chi listened in a daze, then nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
“Oh, and this too. I remember we did this last year. You can do it the same way as last year,” Xia Li said.
She snatched the mouse from Fu Chi, quickly scrolled through several matters related to the "student council president," and gave Fu Chi some advice on each one.
Most of the opinions were directional, and Fu Chi had to handle many details himself.
But in this stage of being completely lost, it would be a blessing if Fu Chi could find his direction.
The two of them huddled together in front of the computer desk, chattering away as they solved the problem.
"Then this, this, this..."
Fu Chi then found several more tasks to be done.
Xia Li casually replied, "Leave these small matters to Xiao Fu—"
She just said it without thinking...
After she finished speaking, she watched as Fu Chi's face, which looked even younger than his actual age, gradually became constipated.
"...Who am I?" Fu Chi asked Xia Li.
Xia Li scratched her head and changed her words: "You can leave these small matters to your subordinates to handle... Coordinating the work progress of various departments is also the president's responsibility."
That makes a lot of sense.
Chairman Li Si delegated these tasks to his subordinate, Xiao Fu.
After thinking it over, Fu Chi realized that he could only entrust these tasks to Xiao Fu.
Hmm, it seems like nothing's different.
The main reason is that Fu Chi, who is only a sophomore, doesn't want to cultivate his successor so early.
However, on the other hand, back then, Senior Li Si had already taken over all the affairs of the student council at his age...
—So there really are differences in ability?
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