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"Mom, big brother is amazing."

In the corner of the small auditorium, Qiao Qiao looked at her big brother on the stage. She didn't know how to express her feelings and could only use the most direct language to describe it.

At this time, her eldest brother seemed to be shining with light, making her feel a strange feeling of admiration.

"Yes, then Qiao Qiao will be like big brother in the future and be a great person."

Zhang Ting, who was also fascinated by the man on the stage, smiled and touched her daughter's head and said encouragingly.

"Well, I want to be a great person like my big brother."

Nodding vigorously, Qiaoqiao's eyes shone with light, and a dazzling seed was planted in her little heart.

The female secretary Chen Hongxiu who was following him was also fascinated by the big boss's demeanor, and she understood the cautious attitude of the schoolgirls next to him.

Outsiders didn't know it, but she, the secretary in the president's office, knew that the celebrity group was just one of the more conspicuous groups under the big boss's name.

Judging from the current domestic assets of the big boss, if it were made public, he would easily be on the list of China's richest people.

"Mr. Zhou, will the celebrity group you founded be listed on NASDAQ?"

Having the right to own the last question, the Hanfu girl ignored the persuasion of the classmates next to her and asked the question she wanted to ask.

Whether in the past or now, Chinese companies are proud to be listed on NASDAQ.

An entrepreneur listed on Nasdaq is definitely more worthy of being sought after by thousands of people than an entrepreneur listed in China, and there is a huge difference in status.

"It is inevitable for the company to go public, but where to go public is not something I can decide alone. Of course, from my point of view, it is better not to go public. After all, if the company goes public, everyone will know how much assets I have. It is in line with my principle of always keeping a low profile in life and doing things.”

Regarding this question, Zhou Anan answered very honestly, completely from his heart.

Now that he has assets of over 100 billion, he does not need celebrity groups to go public to increase his paper wealth. Anyway, he will not use the listing to reduce his stock holdings. The increased wealth is just a literal figure.

What's more, the listing of the celebrity group will indirectly expose a small part of his wealth and put him in the media spotlight.

Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance. The shares were transferred to a company registered in a small country, but it was just a trick to ordinary people. It was not difficult to dig out.

"Hahaha……"

After hearing such humble words from this young billionaire, the 6,000 to 7,000 people present laughed.

Based on the other party's previous behavior, it was really low-key. Most of the people present were familiar with the celebrity group, but this was the first time they knew about the other party.

It was hard for them to imagine that a young billionaire would be so low-key.

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for clarifying my doubts."

The girl in Hanfu expressed her satisfaction with the young rich man's humorous answer and happily sat down to accept the envy of the little sister next to her.

"It's almost time. In order not to delay everyone's dinner, I will brag here. Finally, I wish everyone to create greater glory for China in the future."

When the Hanfu girl sat down, Zhou Anan ignored the other students who raised their hands and simply ended the lecture.

If he continues to talk, it will be out of the scope of his knowledge and affect the overall effect of his pretense.

It ends like this now, good.

"Welcome Mr. Zhou to give lectures in Huaqing next time."

I don't know which Huaqing girl shouted loudly, and half of the girls in the scene stood up at the same time and shouted in unison, followed by warm applause, bringing the atmosphere to a climax at the end of the scene.

Zhou An'an, who was about to leave the stage, glanced meaningfully at the girl with medium-long hair and a round face, then walked to the front row with a smile and came to her teacher.

"That's a good talk. Come on, let me introduce it to you. This is Zhang Qingfeng, an old friend of mine from graduate school. He is now Beijing No. 2."

Listening to the future mentor's introduction, Zhou Anan was slightly shocked.

From the big bosses in the capital to the big bosses in the National Research Office, they are basically the same as or above the vice-president of Jiangnan University. With this level of friends, it is basically easy to go to ordinary places.

The problem is that his future mentor is only in his forties. If he enters politics one day, he will be a big boss, and his future is bright.

This wave is stable.

"I won't have tea with you today. The students and I still have something to talk about."

Before his old friend opened his mouth to invite, Cheng Lingshu directly blocked the other party's conversation to avoid embarrassing the student.

Since he has accepted a closed disciple, Cheng Lingshu will be responsible for this disciple to the end.

"Okay, see you next time."

When she said goodbye to the big guys and followed the teacher out, Zhou Anan hugged the little Loli who ran over.

"Big brother, big brother, you were so amazing just now. I will also be a great person in the future."

Speaking of her wish just now, Qiao Qiao's face was full of yearning.

"Okay, then Qiaoqiao has to work hard."

After pinching the little Loli's nose, Zhou Anan knew that his future mentor wanted to talk to him alone, so he asked someone to accompany the little Loli and his daughter to play for a while, and then meet up for dinner.

"I want you to speak on stage today. Do you have any ideas?"

Sitting in a quiet tea room and letting the tea master leave, Cheng Lingshu drank tea from Wuyi Mountain and asked with a smile.

"Please ask the teacher to teach you."

There were some thoughts in his mind, but Zhou Anan still asked respectfully as a disciple.

Compared to the Big Boss Zhou, Big Boss Wang, and Big Boss Long he had known before, this future mentor who had already established a teacher-student relationship was the big and thick leg he could truly rely on.

In ancient times, this was second only to the relationship between father and son.

"You kid."

It could be seen that the closed disciple was asking questions knowingly. Cheng Lingshu laughed and cursed, and then talked about another matter: "You must have heard about an issue at the enlarged cabinet meeting the day before yesterday."

"The teacher is talking about celebrity micro-bloggers, I have heard about it."

Seeing her future mentor talking about this, Zhou Anan felt shuddered and her face became serious.

He was very surprised that in his previous life, the old wave Weike, who was dominated by high-level officials in Taiwan Province, was on the verge of committing suicide time and time again, but nothing happened; in this life, he was the celebrity Weike who followed the rules and promoted positive energy under the leadership of the upper level. Why did it go to such a high-level meeting to discuss whether it involves the control of public opinion?

"Actually, most leaders prefer celebrity microbloggers. However, there are some leaders who feel that you are so young but act steadily and are afraid of being controlled by others behind your back."

After a pause, Cheng Lingshu and other closed disciples gave him a refill of tea, and after taking a sip, he continued: "I can guess some of your concerns, but being too cautious can give people the impression of being scheming and a puppet. . At your current stage, it is difficult for some so-called families to use dark means to restrain you. It is common sense for young people to be high-spirited. You need to relax your mind and occasionally do young and high-spirited things. No one will take it to heart. Besides, you are my student."

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