Big Data Cultivation

Facing the other party’s greeting, Feng Jun smiled and nodded, “Chu Tianshu and Wan Qiong, I haven’t seen each other after graduation. Let’s talk about it later... I’ll fix the room first, and I came here at 7 o’clock this morning. ."

Wan Qiong's attention was not on him, but curiously looked at the five women beside him.

If you don't talk about the brain circuits of men and women, it is really different. There are old classmates who have not seen for many years, or the kind that is very successful. She actually does not pay attention to women, but instead pays attention to women who have never seen them before.

Chu Tianshu's expression was also rather weird. It seemed that he had something to say. Finally, he said, "Let’s take a break first, and remember to leave a call when I turn around. I won’t see you in the classmates."

Feng Jun smiled. He used to add a group of classmates, both WeChat and QQ, but after breaking up with Zhang Yunzhen, he played dead in the two groups and waited for free.

Later, Master Wu from the construction company provoked him. After the matter was resolved, he gave him two good numbers. He even wrote off his original mobile phone number, which basically meant that he was completely separated from the past.

Facing the other party’s complaint, he spread his hands and said dumbfounded, “You can take a look, I don’t have a mobile phone with me, and I rarely use a mobile phone now...really.”

"No?" Chu Tianshu raised his brows and looked at the people next to him. He found that all of them were empty-handed, even though they were flamboyant, and he couldn't even see the handbag. He hesitated. Finally did not say anything.

The single-family villa arrived soon, not to mention the single-family courtyard, and there are two underground parking spaces. Gao Qiang went to drive the commercial vehicle over, and everyone took out some luggage in the guise of a bus.

As for taking a break, they just don’t care. They just sat in the living room on the first floor for almost half an hour, drank two cups of tea, and it was time.

The vice principal instructed Zheng Jike to greet Feng Jun and his party and leave early. As a result, as soon as he left, the little heavenly master said first, "Is it a bit rude if we sat and didn't get up just now?"

When everyone heard the words, Qi Qi looked at Yang Yuxin—this suggestion was what she whispered to.

Yang Yuxin shook her head and said lightly, "If you get up, the seat may not be yours."

Little Tianshi also knows the identity of an outstanding alumnus, and he couldn't help being stunned. "It's not like that, he is such a big man."

Yang Yuxin replied indifferently, "He certainly won't, but it's hard to tell the people under him..."

Then she pointed at Yu Qingzhu, "If you don't believe me, ask Qingzhu, is it true?"

Yu Qingzhu shook his head honestly, "I really don't know about this, anyway... I rarely encounter similar things."

"Yes, I forgot about your situation," Yang Yuxin raised her hand and wiped her forehead. "Anyway, just remember a little bit. Don't give those people room to get close to Boss Feng...This is the main reason why we followed to join in the fun."

"I agree with this point," Zhang Caixin nodded, "Some people really push their noses on their faces. The boss is already busy enough with things now, so how can I take care of other things."

Zheng Jike and Liu Menglong exchanged glances calmly: they brought a group of beauties together with the old three to create an isolation zone? This brain circuit is really weird.

But they also had to admit that if Feng Jun really wanted to do this, he might actually have a miraculous effect.

At exactly nine o'clock, a group of people arrived at the venue on time, almost pinching a stopwatch.

The venue is a large multifunctional meeting room, with a long round table in the shape of a salon on one side, and two rows of chairs behind the round table, obviously for entourage or less important participants.

On the other side of the multifunctional conference room, there are rows of long tables with chairs behind the table. Obviously, this is the auditorium, which can accommodate about eighty people on the sidelines and can also take notes.

The long round table is a bit exaggerated. At least twenty people can be seated loosely on each side. If you squeeze it, twenty-five people will not be too nervous, enough to accommodate fifty activists.

When Feng Jun came in, almost everyone had arrived, even the outstanding alumni were sitting at the round table.

There are almost no. 60 and 70 in the audience, half of them look like students, they should be some activists of the school organization, but there are also obviously over-aged people, probably staff and others.

The round table was already full of people, just waiting for Feng Jun, and his seat was still at the top of the round table, the seat sign was there, and the old principal and the vice principal were next to him, and the vice principal assumed the role of the host.

At the other top of the round table, sitting in the middle are the current principal, Senior Tao and a well-known economist Zhang. Expert Zhang also graduated from Jiangxia University. Masters and Ph.Ds are from prestigious universities in the capital, which are comparable in China. Well-known.

Next is the salon session, which includes speeches by the old principal, speeches by the principal, and self-introduction by guests...

None of these are worthy of a special book, and then there are experts Zhang’s analysis of Jiangxia’s economy, some prospects for future development, and some personal opinions and suggestions.

His speech is not very smooth. Whenever he talks about a point that he thinks is more important, he has to stop and solicit everyone's opinions. The attitude is also very polite, and he repeatedly said that this is a salon, and don't make the salon into one.

Thanks to his efforts and the encouragement of the two principals and the vice-principal host, the alumni gradually became more relaxed and began to actively interact with experts.

Feng Jun is sitting there paddling. If the lottery is not set up, he would not sit in such a conspicuous place, but if the organizer really put him on the long side of the round table, I guess...maybe in his heart again. It will be unbalanced.

However, even though he was paddling, he was still the focus of attention on the scene. Just aiming at the five beauties sitting not far behind him was enough to make people look eye-catching, not to mention that he was sitting in the "leadership seat."

He didn't speak, but he drank tea and smoked. This was originally a non-smoking conference room, but when he found out the smoke, Gu Jiahui stepped forward and took the initiative to light him up. No one said anything about smoking ban.

The staff glanced at the vice-principal and noticed that he nodded slightly, so they went out and brought an ashtray in the blink of an eye.

Then a young man walked to the staff and muttered a few words in a low voice. There was also an ashtray in front of the outstanding alumni.

Expert Zhang is such a high-profile atmosphere, in addition to being entrusted by the school, he has actually been waiting for Feng Jun to say a few words, but Feng Jun's aura is a bit sufficient, he did not call the other party to speak.

When discussing, time flies very quickly, especially for this kind of air-to-air discussion. When Expert Zhang roughly expounded his point of view, more than two hours had passed, and it was almost time for lunch.

But at this time, Liu Menglong was rushing with an expert invited from outside. The other party was a well-known economist, but Boss Liu was also an accomplished entrepreneur—if Feng Jun was not counted, he was definitely the richest man in their class.

Liu Menglong also has his own views on the development of the economy-mainly because of conflicts with each other, so everyone will argue.

Seeing that the two parties became more and more confused, the vice president coughed slightly, "Calm down, both of you. Now I invite Luohua's founder and outstanding alumnus Feng Jun... to talk about your views."

Feng Jun just took out a cigarette, and he was startled when he heard the words. Have you started to roll the call?

With such a dazed effort, Gu Jiahui walked forward again with a lighter and lit a cigarette for him.

If you leave it to others, this is a bit too much. Not only is there someone to light the cigarette, but the host has called you to answer. Do you want to take a cigarette first?

After taking a cigarette, Feng Jun thought for a while and smiled and said, "This question... is quite sudden. I originally planned to paddle the water all the way, because in front of the experts and scholars, I don’t have a vision for economic development. say."

"Are you humble?" The vice principal said with a smile, "Actually, I don't know how to call your company. I only know that there is a Luohua Manor and a cancer care center, but there is no doubt that you should be among the current alumni. The strongest economic power."

Are you kidding me, I would like to ask you to promote a Bai Ding to be the deputy principal. Does anyone dare to mention this request?

The vice-principal didn’t intend to let him off easily—in fact, it’s just for fun, "You don’t want to talk about theory. UU reading www.uukahnshu.com will talk about the actual operation... Everyone applauds and welcomes."

"Wow," there was a big applause, none of the guests around the round table dropped, and the applause in the audience was even more enthusiastic—not to mention anything else, everyone wanted to know how this young man could sit in the leadership seat.

Feng Jun took another cigarette, pondered for a moment, and smiled helplessly, "Practical...this is not to be said, because it is basically Guojia secrets, and I say it is against the rules of the record."

Fang Qiong couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the words, "I said Feng Jun, all old classmates, are you too perfunctory to say that?"

"It's really not perfunctory," Feng Jun smiled and shook his head, "I can get a relevant certificate. The provincial level certificate will be available in a while. If it is higher level... it should be delivered before the end of the afternoon. You have to see. ?"

"That's right, Fang Qiong," Liu Menglong said with a smile, "You are already married to New Zealand, and you are a foreigner. We have a string in our hearts called'Guojia Security'... That's the moment. I dare not relax."

"What are you talking about?" Fang Qiong's eyes widened, "I only got a green card... Green card understand? It's just permanent residency. I just sold my ranch and I am going back to my country for development. Old classmates are just like that. Splash cold water?"

The people next to him laughed like a booze. Fang Qiong was indeed Banhua at that time, and Liu Menglong had a bit of meaning to her.

Anyway, it's a salon where you can chat casually, and a joke between old classmates is really nothing.

In fact, anything else is fine. Chu Tianshu asked aloud, "Feng Jun, your Luohua cancer center...when can a branch be opened?"

(Updated, let’s count the monthly pass, it’s not far from 12,000 votes.)

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