This is really a disaster. I didn't even say a bad word about Franz.

"When it comes to busy work, I can't compare to you, Miss Songli."

Wayne looked at Songli helplessly, "I wanted to discuss my Teacher's Day plan with the head of the orchestra department before, but Miss Songli always had no time to deal with an idle person like me. Why don't I be allowed to do more things behind my back?"

Want to talk a little bit?"

Franz relaxed.

This kid only cares about competing with Ge Li for the limelight, so he doesn't have to look down and argue with him.

Ge Li suddenly became furious, "I have never..."

"Sing Li." Franz interrupted her politely, "Since President Venn has something to ask for, it might not be a bad idea to help the Lily Club -"

Franz deliberately stressed the pronunciation of the word "lily".

It was obvious that what he meant behind his words was all for the sake of the Lily Club.

Song Li took a deep breath, a little frustrated, and tried to adjust his mentality, and his tone returned to calmness. "Of course, I will not refuse the Lily Club's request. But I want the orchestra department to work hard just by talking nonsense, Wayne

The president seems to think too highly of himself."

The words just pointed at Wayne's nose and mocked him for feeling too good about himself.

Wayne was not annoyed, and answered the conversation in a good-natured manner: "The reward I will give will naturally satisfy Miss Song Li, why don't we lend a hand and speak?"

He motioned to the table not far away.

Song Li raised his head and glanced at Franz, who nodded slightly.

"It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with Mr. Harold. Is it convenient for you?"

Franz knew in his heart that what happened just now was probably because Harold was using the Wincher boy's hand to apply eye drops on himself.

...I think he must have a strong opinion on his proposal to reduce the funding of Qingxi Academy.

Huh, I originally wanted to provide more funds in my own name so as to accumulate more fame for my daughter, but it seems that this is not necessary.

In just one meeting, Franz had already thought of at least seven or eight ways to hint that Harold's "cooked duck flew away". His favorite was to lure others with delicious fish bait, and then enjoy the regretful actions of the other party.

Looks like it.

But he would not have known that a wise man would always make mistakes. Harold was not the only one who coveted the meat of his swan.

After opening a little distance, although they could still see the crowd just now, they were undoubtedly much more relaxed when talking to each other. Wayne secretly breathed a sigh of relief and told the orchestra department's instructors about his plan to perform on stage.

Ge Li didn't seem to expect that he would actually talk about serious things, and glanced at him with a surprised expression.

"If I were to organize it, it would indeed save time and effort."

The song does not mean to brag at all, it just states a fact.

"Because the instructors are more advanced in music theory and skills, they don't need to spend a lot of time practicing like ordinary members. Even if it's just for my favor, they will do their best."

At this point, she raised her tone slightly. "The only question is, what are you going to use to convince me?"

Kareira-san crossed her arms in front of her chest with a very dissatisfied expression in her eyes.

Wayne immediately raised his right hand with the palm facing outward. "I promise, I was definitely not speaking ill of Mr. Franz just now. If you speak up a little later, I will change the topic."

"Does it matter?" The song was lukewarm.

Her anger was not just because of the few words others said.

Wayne glanced at Franz a little guiltily and lowered his voice a little again.

"Of course it's important! At least in my heart I still respect Mr. Franz very much. I don't want to have any misunderstanding with you about this."

When speaking these words, Wayne's eyes were very sincere.

Although he didn't point it out clearly, the two of them knew the implication of this sentence.

Ge Li sneered: "If you could say these words directly to my father, maybe I would be more moved."

...It’s really difficult to handle.

When I first met Ms. Songli, I never thought that she would be such a difficult girl to deal with.

Wayne silently lamented for himself in his heart.

"Then let's make an exchange." He decided not to spend any more useless sweet words.

"In addition to reasonable financial subsidies, I will give you another favor in the name of the Lily Club. No matter what you want to do, whether it is to connect the Lily Club with the orchestra department, or you want to use the support of the Lily Club to implement some plan, I

Accompany them all."

Wayne looked into her eyes seriously, wanting to analyze her psychological dynamics from her most subtle expressions.

"Wouldn't it be better if you made it clear earlier?" Ge Li seemed to be waiting for his words. "I happen to have something that I want to trouble you about. Please lend me the name of Lily Club in two days."

Wayne couldn't help but be stunned.

Before he could ask, a small commotion suddenly came from the other end of the banquet hall.

As if receiving some kind of special signal, the nobles sitting nearby heard the news and stood up to tidy up their appearance.

"His Majesty the King has arrived."

Someone shouted excitedly.

The larger the occasion, the more complicated the crowd for the banquet. Especially in recent times, out of economic considerations, the king has even invited some well-connected local nobles who are willing to provide heavy financial support.

For these low-level nobles who came purely for gilding, the appeal of the royal family is still strong. As long as they attend a banquet of this level and have the honor to have a few words with those big shots, it is enough to boast for generations.

.

However, the wealthy families with roots in the royal capital often don't treat these low-status country nobles very well.

"Don't make any noise!" The person who had just exclaimed was reprimanded mercilessly.

A young man who seemed to be a young talent glared at the silent guy in front of him very unhappily, then he pushed aside the people who were blocking his way and walked towards Wayne.

As the distance got closer and closer, the smile on the young man's face became bigger and bigger. By the time he walked in front of Wayne, he could no longer find the slightest bit of displeasure on his face.

"Master Wayne, Miss Songli, and Chairman Harold have asked you to join him." He bowed briefly and reminded in a gentle voice.

He seemed to be a familiar face among the people we were talking to just now.

This chameleon-like talent is a special skill that many aristocratic children have learned without any teachers. Wayne felt a little disgusted in his heart, but did not show it, and just looked back at Song Li.

Ge Li ignored him and walked away on his own.

Seeing this scene, the visitor couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems that Master Wayne's face is not easy to show in front of Miss Geli."

Wayne glanced at him rather speechlessly.

Please, do I know you well?
Chapter completed!