Chapter 1100: The First Mission of the Last Disciple
"If Qiao Qiao is admitted to Jingcheng University in the future, I will grant you one wish."
"A wish? Any wish?"
"certainly."
"Okay, then I will apply to Jingcheng University in the future."
"Jojo is awesome."
“…”
After much persuasion, Zhou Anan finally brought this future top player of Beijing University back on track.
Little Qiaoqiao is the future top scorer in the college entrance examination of Jiang Province. It would be a sin if Qiaoqiao missed the experience of studying at Beijing University because of him.
Although considering Xiao Qiaoqiao's age and her hidden family background, she can go to any university in the future, but compared with ordinary undergraduate universities, Beijing University has too great an advantage.
According to his few memories about Zhang Haiyao, if he had not graduated with a master's degree from Beijing University, how could he have become the youngest diplomat in China at such a young age?
Sometimes, academic qualifications are the best solution to shut up those who have ulterior motives.
However, Zhou Anan thought about it afterwards and felt that he was worrying too much.
Although the threshold of Beijing University is unattainable for ordinary people, considering the status of the Long family, it is not difficult to get a direct admission.
Of course, Qiao Qiao entered Beijing University as the top scorer in the college entrance examination of Jiangxi Province, and his future prospects are even brighter.
"Sister Ting, how is living in Long's house?"
Shortly after lunch, Zhou Anan, who was sitting in the car on the way to Beijing University, asked the mother of the little Lolita next to her.
Before coming to Beijing, Zhou Anan specially bought several sets of mid- to high-end brand clothes for the other party. Now, the little Loli mother, wearing a beige windbreaker and a tight sweater, has a plump but not fat figure, and a fair face with a unique mature woman's charm, which can fascinate ordinary boys.
When people who don’t know the situation see her for the first time, they will think that the little girl’s mother is a lady from a scholarly family. The contrast formed by her voluptuous figure gives her an invisible charm.
"The Long family is very polite to us. Perhaps it's because my mother and I don't pose any competition or threat to them. You don't have to worry about us."
Knowing what the other party was concerned about, Zhang Ting answered with a smile.
She knew very well that the reason why the Long family treated her and her son so harmoniously was not only because of the strong character of Old Master Long, but also because of this man who silently supported her and her son behind their backs.
"That's true."
Zhou Anan agreed with this explanation.
It is said that in addition to allowing Zhang Haiyao to trace his ancestral roots, the Long family also gave him a courtyard house worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and there was nothing else.
The descendants of the first branch of the Long family, who are wealthy and powerful, would never deliberately make things difficult for the only heir of the second branch just because of this little property.
As the two of them were chatting and Xiao Qiaoqiao was asking a bunch of curious questions, the car stopped steadily in front of the gate of Jingcheng University.
Zhou Anan, who came here for the first time, looked through the car window at the doorhead that was the same as the one in the book, and felt a little touched.
Capital University is considered one of the highest institutions of learning in China. The outstanding people who have come out of it are spread across various industries and have made important contributions to the strength of China.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou. I am Ming Jinshan, the assistant to the president of Jingcheng University."
When Ming Jinshan saw the young man getting out of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan, there was no surprise on his elegant face.
Before coming to greet the other party, he had already understood the other party's general background.
The boss of Jiangxi Province's Zhuangyuan Education chain training institution owns shares in two high schools. Most importantly, he is the founder of Mingliu Group, an Internet company with a market value of tens of billions, and his net worth is at least tens of billions.
Without such outstanding achievements, it would be impossible to become Professor Cheng’s last disciple.
You know, if nothing unexpected happens, Professor Cheng might be the second-in-command of the business department in two years. He will be very popular and there will be countless children from wealthy families who want to become his disciple.
Compared to the other party who is still a senior student, Ming Jinshan, who stayed on to work at Jingcheng University after graduating from undergraduate and master's programs, does not have the slightest sense of pride, but he also has no so-called inferiority complex.
The other party, who is already in business, will not be able to enter the government department. If he walks steadily, with the care of his family elders, he may become a provincial governor in the future and govern a region, and his achievements will not be worse than the other party.
"Hello, Assistant Ming."
Because she had called her future mentor in advance, a young assistant wearing glasses was already waiting at the school gate. Zhou Anan got out of the car, shook hands with the other party, and then asked the driver to follow the other party's car.
They went straight to Chongde Building, which was used to receive guests. After getting out of the car, Zhou Anan asked Xiao Ping to accompany the little Lolita and her daughter to visit the campus, while he followed Assistant Ming upstairs.
"teacher."
"Come here An An, I'll introduce you."
Seeing his closed disciple coming over, Cheng Lingshu, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and introduced the people present: "This is President Ming of Beijing University, and Editor-in-Chief Jiang of the Financial Newspaper."
Following the introduction of her future mentor, Zhou Anan discovered that the five middle-aged people present were all big names in education and economics, and she had occasionally read reports about some of them.
"This is my last disciple Zhou An'an. The micro-clients we use are all developed by his company."
After introducing everyone, Cheng Lingshu spoke openly about his identity as a closed disciple, with no trace of pride on his face.
"Young people are indeed to be feared, Lao Cheng, you have found a treasure."
Looking at the young man in front of him, Kyoto University President Ming Yuji smiled and joked.
Considering that this young man is still a senior in college, Ming Yuji really cannot compare him to his relatively outstanding nephew.
"Hahaha, your jealousy is useless. What do you think, can my last disciple take my place at the lecture?"
Feeling the envious and jealous looks from several people, Cheng Lingshu laughed heartily and then talked about his previous proposal.
"Although I am young, I have more than enough experience to be a speaker."
Editor-in-Chief Jiang, who has thin cheeks and a scholarly air, adjusted his thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and affirmed the other party's qualifications.
"Yes, you are so mature and have hidden such a trump card. What else can we say?"
Principal Ming on the other side also nodded in approval.
Anyway, this lecture was originally organized by Cheng Lingshu, and the other party asked his closed disciple to give the speech, so what could they say?
What's more, the students who came to attend the lecture this time were juniors from Peking University and Huaqing University. Zhou Anan, who was about to become a graduate student under Cheng Lingshu, had both the qualifications and age.
I guess those students would be more excited to know the identity of the founder of the other party's celebrity group than to listen to Cheng Lingshu's lecture.
As for the leaders from Beijing who might come to listen, it doesn’t matter. They are tired of listening to lectures by experienced people. Perhaps hearing young people’s ideas can help them learn by analogy.
"Teacher, what are you doing?"
Listening to the conversation between several people, Zhou Anan felt something was wrong and asked in confusion.
"Nothing, I just have a lecture in the Beijing Auditorium. The audience are all juniors. Can you help me give a lecture? The topic is the changing trends of the information industry in the next ten years."
With a smile, Cheng Lingshu talked about the secondary purpose of calling this closed disciple over.
“.”
After hearing what her future mentor said, Zhou Anan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and with great composure she suppressed the uncivilized language that was about to come out of her mouth.
God said, Let there be light; I said, Let there be a ticket…
(End of this chapter)
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