The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot
Chapter 587 - 587 512 President of Imperial University Do you need

Chapter 587: 512 President of Imperial University: Do you need anything?【1 Update】 Chapter 587: 512 President of Imperial University: Do you need anything?【1 Update】 She took out a pen from her bag, ready to start noting down names.

Freshmen in their first year largely recognized Yan Anhe.

That was because during the opening ceremony, as president of the Student Council, Yan Anhe had delivered a speech.

Added to her exceptional beauty and academic excellence, she was easy to identify.

However, only students from the biology department knew that Yan Anhe was also the niece of their faculty professor, Yan Ruoxue.

At Imperial Capital University, Yan Anhe had a strong background.

Even the offspring of major clans in Imperial Capital wouldn’t offend her as long as they were students at Imperial Capital University.

After all, many matters were managed by the Student Council.

Many scholarship activities and award ceremonies were also organized and presented by the Student Council.

As president of the Student Council, Yan Anhe naturally held significant power.

The first in line was a male student, also quite nervous, “God Ying, Senior Sister Yan, she…”

That incident involving the Ying family had caused quite a stir online, and they all knew about the Mu family and Nie Family backing Ying Zijin together.

But this was Imperial Capital University, where no family could intervene in the university’s affairs.

Yan Anhe was already in her third year, with a network built up much larger than that of Ying Zijin.

The students were somewhat panicked, regretting that they had cornered Ying Zijin here.

And by such a coincidence, they had been encountered by the Student Council president, which could cause her a lot of trouble.

“It’s fine,” Ying Zijin said as she held the pen and signed another name, soothing the students with a light voice, “189xxxx4673, the telephone number of our faculty leader.”

Yan Anhe laughed out of anger.

Just as her aunt had said, she was too arrogant.

The Student Council did have the authority to record disciplinary actions.

There had never been a student who dared to break the school rules and be so brazen about it.

Yan Anhe nodded, her tone cold, “Fine, I’ll make the call.”

With one hand holding the work binder and the other taking out her phone, she dialed the number directly.

The students waiting in line for autographs and photos grew even more nervous.

After seven or eight seconds, the call connected.

Yan Anhe spoke very politely, “Hello, I am the president of the Student Council, Yan Anhe.”

“Alright, Student Yan Anhe,” came a gentle voice from the other end, “What’s the matter? I’m a bit busy right now. If it’s not important, let’s talk when I get back to school.”

“It’s quite important,” Yan Anhe glanced at the girl still signing autographs, a hint of irritation in her voice as she recounted the matter, “She’s causing chaos at the school, and she’s the top scorer of the college entrance exam – is this her leading by example?”

“Ah, you’re talking about this. I am aware of this matter,” the other person pondered for two seconds before speaking, “Ying Zijin came to see me today, and I thought that the students would be very excited, so I notified security but neglected to inform the Student Council beforehand, which was an oversight.”

Yan Anhe frowned, “The school is a public place, not limited to any one faculty. If there are activities, they should be reported to the Student Council and school leaders. Just because you know, does it mean that you can—”

Before she could finish, a shout came from the other end of the phone, “President, the meeting is about to start.”

Yan Anhe’s expression changed, “Pres-President…”

Yet the last word just wouldn’t come out.

It was only then that she realized the number she had dialed seemed familiar.

It was the mobile number of Chen Junxian, the President of Imperial Capital University.

Yan Anhe’s complexion turned pale in an instant.

She looked up and saw, not far away, several security guards carrying boxes of water this way.

“Alright, Student Yan Anhe,” Chen Junxian’s tone remained calm, “I’m about to go into a meeting, do you need anything else?”

Yan Anhe managed to smile weakly, “No, no, please go ahead. I’m sorry for the disturbance.”

The call was ended just like that.

Yan Anhe, clutching her phone, felt today’s sunlight was especially harsh, as if it were mocking her.

She pressed her lips tightly together, quickly glanced at Ying Zijin then turned and left without a word.

The students were all somewhat bewildered.

What faculty leader could scare Yan Anhe like that?

Ying Zijin flexed her wrist and continued to sign autographs, even whimsically drawing a pig’s head.

The boy who got the autograph left cheerfully.

Another girl was up next.

The girl hesitated but finally spoke up, in a very soft voice, “God Ying, aren’t you afraid that Senior Sister Yan will give you a hard time?”

“Hmm?” Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows at this, “She can try.”

As a fortuneteller, she always abided by the principle of karma.

She was not one to actively create karma.

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