"You've been to the Student Union's Organization Department, so shouldn't you know what I'm talking about?" Ma Enhua, being a clever person, proactively asked, "I came to ask if there's anything I can help with."
"Oh, Chairman Ma, I thought you were here to call me to account, like those other guys!" Lin Feng joked, though he was inwardly admiring Ma Enhua's savvy. He came right out and said he was here to help, no questions asked, already taking a side. It's an approach that makes it hard to dislike him.
"Call him to account? Those bastards!" Ma Enhua instantly understood what Lin Feng must have gone through to use such a phrase. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Who the hell was so blind as to set up such a brainless trap for Lin Feng?!
"Oh? Chairman Ma, do you know who's behind this?" Lin Feng asked with a curious smile.
