Chapter 175: Actually, I am the second generation of farmers

An Ran thought that when he heard his name, the other party should recognize him, and then he was ready to be humble, but what made him a little speechless was that the two just smiled amicably.

And then there was no more.

made An Ran feel embarrassed for a while, and felt that he was wrong.

Ma Xiaofan on the side looked strange, with An Ran's current popularity, there are really not many people who don't know An Ran, and he didn't expect that these two really didn't recognize them.

Ma Xiaofan didn't reveal Enron's identity, and at this time, everyone came, and the banquet officially began, and soon a waiter came over to invite the four of them to enter.

The piano music in the banquet hall has been changed to an one that An Ran can't name, but I think it's quite good, and it shakes slowly.

An Ran casually looked at the girl behind the piano, of course, it was not An Ran's widow who was sick, but the scene in front of him had an extreme sense of comfort.

The girl's ten fingers are slender, and every time she jumps, it is a beautiful note, and there is a pleasing feeling when she calms down.

In the banquet hall, at this time, they are basically gathered together in twos and threes.

Everyone has a small circle of everyone, just like An Ran and Ma Xiaofan at this time.

However, the arrival of the two still made the scene a little commotion.

Where Ma Xiaofan's father's identity is placed, no one will miss this opportunity to get acquainted with Ma Xiaofan.

Instead, it's safe. He thought he should have a good reputation, but apparently he was still thinking a little too much.

"Ma Xiaofan actually came this semester?"

"The school is cheating this time, and Ma Shoufu and his sons are here!"

"I heard that I lost all my pocket money in the last car race...... "The voice is very small.

Then Ma Xiaofan glared at the past, and immediately fell silent.

Jiang Zuo's people can not care much about Ma Xiaofan's identity, but not everyone can do the same.

The person who spoke obviously couldn't be compared with Jiang Zuo and these people.

Compared with Ma Xiaofan, Enron's identity made some people a little confused.

"Who is this next to Ma Xiaofan?" someone asked.

Of course, there are also those who recognize Enron, and when they hear others ask, they just look strange, but they don't explain.

On the contrary, some people have already calculated in their hearts, and Enron is now a hot figure with his bare hands, not to mention other wealth,

As far as strong artificial intelligence is concerned, if you can participate in it, it is definitely a good business that can make people a lot of money.

Enron didn't know the little calculations in the hearts of these people, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

At this time, the girl behind the piano suddenly stopped on the piano with ten fingers, and then the notes disappeared, and she retracted her gaze with a slight regret.

A beautiful young woman in a long red dress quickly walked to the center of the banquet after the piano music stopped.

Picked up a microphone and said: "Thank you for your recognition of the Modu International Etiquette Academy, and welcome everyone to the Modu International Etiquette Academy, this summer training guidance class will officially start after today's banquet, and my name is Chen Yi, and I am the next instructor in charge of everyone!"

In a simple opening remarks, Chen Yi quickly took a glass of wine from the waiter on the side, and raised the glass very elegantly: "In order to celebrate this beautiful day, I salute all students, I hope that students can enjoy the next days, everyone is free." ”

After all, it is a beauty, and many people are still very face-saving, and they drink it all.

However, An Ran was obviously not in this ranks, he just took a sip, not to lose face, he had tasted this wine before, although it was a good wine, but it was far from the wine at home.

At this time, the banquet officially began, and the waiters began to bring up portions of food.

Ma Xiaofan immediately took the wine glass and said, "An Ran, come on, let's go one!"

This was extremely heroic, and An Ran touched the cup with Ma Xiaofan without thinking too much.

This Wang Xun and Liu Zhanyuan were not idle, and also picked up their wine glasses: "An Ran, knowing is fate, everyone will be classmates in the future, touch one!"

An Ran smiled: "Respect fate!"

After drinking, Ma Xiaofan touched An Ran at this time, and then said to Sun Zhanyuan: "An Ran, the investment in the automobile industry you just mentioned, now the person in front of you is an insider." ”

Hearing Ma Xiaofan's words, Sun Zhanyuan smiled shyly: "Don't listen to Xiaofang's nonsense, his father is the Internet, and he knows a fart about this industry, and I am an ordinary college student." ”

"Haha...... The forced king met the real forced king, tsk, ordinary college student Sun Zhanyuan. Ma Xiaofan said.

An Ran was speechless, and then Ma Xiaofan introduced: "An Ran, although the ordinary college student in front of you can't compare with you, his father is the largest shareholder of Jixiang Automobile Holding Group, and he is also the chief executive of Jixiang." Volvo knows, right? Jixiang has 8.2 shares in Volvo and 15.6 voting rights, and is the largest shareholder!"

Sun Zhanyuan rolled his eyes: "The one in my family is not as good as the one in your family, every day I open my mouth and close my mouth to eat and wait for death, and the money in the family is almost piled up, when will you help me clean up the shopping cart?"

Ma Xiaofan spread his hands: "I don't count this matter, you have to find my father!"

"Haha......" Looking at Ma Xiaofan with an innocent face, An Ran and Wang Xun couldn't help laughing.

"Wang Xun, don't laugh, your family is not bad, when will Uncle Wang open a new market, let him give me an internal quota, and my brother will be able to eat and drink spicy food as soon as I sell it." ”

Wang Xun came to see the joke, but now he pulled it on himself, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't mind, brothers, I am the poorest, I still need to come here if I have that ability?"

An Ran listened to it funny, where is this Nima a group of rich second generations, all of them are pretending to be little experts, and they are also proficient in the essence of business blowing.

"Alas, what are you doing at An Ran?" Sun Zhanyuan looked at An Ran curiously: "If you really want to invest in automobiles, maybe I can really help you a little!"

"It's not comparable to you, my family is a small farmer, and I'm barely a second-generation farmer!"

Then when Ma Xiaofan heard it, he almost squirted out after taking a sip of wine.

"Haha, it's really the king of forcing kings!" Ma Xiaofan smiled: "An Ran, don't tease him, you pretend to be a force, and we are not your opponent when we are tied together." ”

"What I'm saying is true!" Enron shrugged.

Ma Xiaofan's face is like you continue to pretend, and I listen.

An Ran shrugged: "It's the same as confessing, what I said about the second generation of farmers is true, if you don't believe it, you can search for my name on the Internet!"

Wang Xun: "???"

Sun Zhanyuan: "......"

"I'll tell you about Enron, there is a sentence, I don't vomit and be unhappy, are you pretending to be so realistic?"

Then I quickly poked it twice on the phone, and then a Weibo interface appeared on the phone.

Hand it to the two: "Oh, the hottest strong artificial intelligence at the moment is what he made!"

Sun Zhanyuan and Wang Xun, who took over the mobile phone, quickly browsed the information on it.

Then he looked at the photo above and compared it with An Ran, and Wang Xun said convincingly: "The second generation of farmers, An Shuai, you are real." ”

Sun Zhanyuan also rolled his eyes and complained: "I always thought that the strong artificial intelligence technology was made by a person named An Shuai, Nima I only know now that An Shuai is just a nickname, or you obtained it yourself, it's really a rumor!"

"Xiaofang, Wang Wang, what are you talking about?"

At this moment, a crisp female voice sounded behind several people.