With a bit of power and a bit of money, picking up girls was quite convenient, yet he still had no right to covet Tan Xuan, Wang Tianqing, or Yin Qin.

Having no right didn't mean he genuinely had no thoughts about it.

All men understand.

The indifference shown on the surface and the fantasies before falling asleep never conflicted.

Therefore, when they saw Han Lie easily conquer the tougher, higher-status Xi Luting, it was as if they were forcibly stuffed with an entire lemon. It soured them from their throats down to their sphincters.

Damn!

Lucky bastard!

Yu Xueqin was actually the most scheming of them all, yet his expression was darker than anyone else's.

Everyone knew he had once pursued Wang Tianqing, and the less said about the result, the better.

Later, he set his sights on Xi Luting, still emerging dejected.

Then Han Lie stepped in...

Stop thinking about it!

He really couldn't carry on this line of thought.

A man's pride can sometimes be extremely fragile. It doesn't need to be dropped to shatter. Just a light bump by a particular scene can smash it to pieces.

The truly clever know how to ignore.

So he chuckled dryly and smoothed things over, "Han Lie, Qin Qin has a bit of a temper; she didn't mean to curse at you... You're a man, and a young master at that, don't stoop to a girl's level."

This remark was actually quite tactless, making it particularly uncomfortable to hear.

But perhaps... that was exactly his intention?

Han Lie didn't bother to guess whether it was intentional or not—it didn't matter. The strong don't ask for reasons; they only respect their true convictions.

"I wasn't planning on fussing with her."

Han Lie shook his head, a half-smile on his face as he looked at Yu Xueqin. After two seconds, his expression unchanged, his eyes suddenly narrowed. "Any score to settle, I'll settle it with you."

What?!

Yu Xueqin was dumbfounded for a moment, then anger welled up from within.

You might be awesome, but what the hell does that have to do with me?! I'm not asking for your help, nor clinging to your coattails, so why are you acting all high and mighty with me?!

"Fine, we welcome God Lie to come and guide the work of the Student Council at any time."

Yu Xueqin, no longer able to suppress his humiliation and rage, coldly replied. Turning to Shunzi and Jin Ming, he instructed, "Did you hear that? Mr. Han is not satisfied with our work efficiency and outcomes. We need to get moving when we get back and give the '13 Finance class a dual excellence rating. Jin Ming, you're in charge of dorm cleanliness. Shunzi, you take the lead on campus discipline. And remember, Mr. Han's dorm is exempt from inspection; no one is allowed to disturb Mr. Han while he's working!"

Xi Luting and Fang Feifei were completely lost, but Yang Jinming and Shunzi let out knowing, wicked smiles, seeming eager to try.

"Don't worry, Brother Yu, this year's dual excellence award will definitely go to the Finance class!"

Yu Xueqin nodded. Smilingly looking towards Han Lie, he asked, "Mr. Han, are you satisfied now?"

The malice was so blatant; anyone could feel the pointedness in his triumphant expression.

Xi Luting and Fang Feifei were increasingly confused.

What in the world was Yu Xueqin up to?!

They couldn't figure out what was going on, but Han Lie knew.

In this shabby place called the humanities department, expelling a student was very difficult, and disciplinary actions were even more of a joke.

Thus, the most irksome matters fell into three categories, in order of increasing severity: makeup exams, retaking courses, and inspections.

Makeup exams cost money. The fee alone wasn't cheap, and the academically challenged also had to 'grease the wheels.'

If you didn't pass the regular exam, would a makeup exam be any different?

Impossible!

One could only rely on leaked test answers or copying on the spot. Otherwise, it would still be a failed course.

Whichever way, it boiled down to money talks.

Retaking a course was even worse; it meant paying an extra year of tuition and graduating a year late.

Of course, if a student had a particularly defiant attitude, it was possible to avoid retaking—with additional money.

Liu Yingjun was almost forced to repeat a year last year. Worrying about his family's anger and having his allowance cut off, he spent a hefty eighty thousand Dayang to avoid it. He was such a damn sucker.

Inspections ranked first in annoyance due to the hassle involved.

Cleanliness inspections entailed thoroughly cleaning up the dorm room; discipline inspections meant no unauthorized electrical devices, no staying out overnight, and no drinking alcohol in the dorm room.

Discovered issues led not only to fines but also public shaming on the notice board—damn embarrassing.

If you lost too many points, the advisor would have a talk with you – scary. Fail to improve, and they'd move you to another dorm – scarier still.

Moving from the 10th floor to the 20th, convenience plummeted. Waiting half an hour for an elevator during peak hours was common, and going out once was like going into battle.

That's why new students always resided on the top floor, and older students moved down year by year.

For instance, Xi Luting's group of six lived in room 2333 this year. They would move to the 16th floor next year, then the 10th in their junior year, becoming more convenient each year.

But if cleanliness and discipline evaluations were poor, they might continue occupying 2333, without changing dorms.

The damage wasn't substantial, but the insult was severe.

All of these punishments meant nothing to Han Lie.

The school couldn't wait to pamper him; who would dare to take action against him?

However, the most insidious part of Yu Xueqin's plan was that the bastard wouldn't target Han Lie but had decided to go after other students in the Finance class.

Others didn't have the same privilege and could only obediently endure the harassment.

An inspection once a month was bearable; once a week made your head buzz; once a day... Son of a bitch!

It sounded incredibly unfair, but there was a catch. The sanitation and discipline departments, operating under the guise of promoting dual excellence, wouldn't face any objections from advisors or even the dean. They had to support the work of the Student Council.

That was the basic function of the Student Council. If they weren't allowed to do that, they might as well stop all activities altogether. Let everyone slack off together and see who suffers the most.

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