All-round mathematician

Chapter 204 Senior Advisor
On Monday, Zeng Sisi helped contact the school and took some pictures about the school advertisement.

Yang Fan naturally agreed, and the class leader Zeng Sisi accompanied him throughout the process.The principal, Qu Mengxiu, was very strict about this area, so he called a professional photography studio.

So, at the gate of class three and three, in the teaching building, and in the index finger cafeteria, various photos of Yang Fan were left.

The handsome male god looked at a few pictures of himself, and I have to say that professional ones are different. When the pictures came out, there was a feeling of poetry and bookishness in his stomach.

"Not bad, it has a taste." Zeng Sisi smiled into crescents and patted Yang Fan's shoulder.She had secretly communicated with the photographer just now, asking for a backup.

"It's so fake." Yang Fan said.

The dining table in the cafeteria was covered with dust, but Yang Fan was still eating with a plate.In the photo, there is a picture of a schoolmaster who is still contemplating the ocean of knowledge in the world while eating, his eyes are twinkling with aura.

The surroundings are open and bright, and the lens is gorgeous and beautiful.The big gap is coming.

"What do you care about this, do what you are told." Zeng Sisi said.

The representative buildings of the school have left their shadows.Halfway through the filming process, the teaching teacher of class three and three appeared, as well as the principal, Qu Mengxiu.

Yang Fan has already informed his teachers and classmates that they will go to have dinner together after receiving the scholarship.

Of course, he pays for the meals.A stingy male god would definitely not choose a high-end hotel, a certain buffet one kilometer away, more than 100 per person.

Counting it down, there are only more than 50 people, five or six thousand fast, the male god sent messages in the group, and there was a hundred responses.

By ten o'clock at noon, the entire class three and three came to the school.Not only Yang Fan was taking pictures, but they were also taking pictures shoulder to shoulder with their classmates.

High school is gone, here are the memories in three years.From then on, youth is gone, and they will be half adults.

In the cafeteria at noon, some students were so drunk that they confessed their love to some female students while the smell of alcohol was rising, and the onlookers yelled.

Sure enough, the most popular one was Squad Leader Zeng Da. When the other party hadn't spoken, he stared at him. No matter it was, he could only hold back the words.

Some people may be funny, some people are sincere.But the squad leader already has his own heart.

Yang Fan glanced at Qi Yueshu many times, who was eating quietly in the corner, neither talking nor making fun of.

A group of smart people found that there was a relationship problem between the two of them, so they didn't mention it.

As the saying goes, women chasing men, interlayer gauze, the students all understand Xiao Hongye's thoughts, and have shown their hearts in public many times.This pair is the most likely.

Before disbanding, Feng Yao took Yang Fan to the door to get some air.

"You are very famous now, but your contribution in the academic circle is still not good enough. You must continue to work hard." Feng Yao said.

Yang Fan nodded. The Fields Medal and the Nobel Prize are not for reputation, but for unquestionable academic construction.

"Precipitate for a few years, Ivy is willing to wait for you, then stay in China and learn everything you need to learn."

Feng Yao took a deep breath: "Show me what the Fields Medal looks like, I'll be waiting in the middle school."

Because of the rise of the country, the Nobel Prize has been won twice in recent years. The highest award in mathematics is still waiting for the Chinese to win it.

Not Chinese.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, it won't take ten years." Yang Fan smiled confidently.

Feng Yao patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.In his life, he taught a mathematician, Feng Yao felt that this is the honor of a teacher.

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It was another new week, and Yang Xi drove to Yang Fan's house at around 07:30 as scheduled. Yang Fan hurriedly packed his suitcase and went downstairs.

From today onwards, he is not going to stay at home during the summer vacation, and he has communicated with his uncle Yang Yuan.Perhaps because of secret rivalry, Yang Fan has been very quiet in recent days.

There are not many changes of clothes in summer, and the suitcases are thrown directly to the back seat.

"Yo, Young Master Yang, everything has been arranged for you." The eldest sister Yang Xi complained a little, now that she has become a full-time driver, she has to prepare a single room for her younger brother.

The spectrum is so big that there is no limit, and her father, Yang Yuan, was afraid that he would not be enthusiastic, so he rented an apartment just one kilometer away from the company.

Two bedrooms and one living room, high-rise residence, well-decorated interior, complete appliances, check-in with bags.

"Thank you for your care, miss. I am flattered by my humble position." Yang Fan pretended to be humble, put his seat belt on the passenger seat, and gestured forward with scissors, "GO."

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

As soon as Yang Xi stepped on the accelerator, the gorgeous red streamlined BMW drove across the road.

Getting used to his dad's cramped second-hand Focus, compared with BMW's spaciousness and driving stability, Yang Fan's saliva flowed out.

Yang Xi's home processing factory, the working time is 8:[-], and it took nearly an hour to get there considering the detour and the morning rush hour.

"I have a question, sister, what position do I have, I can't do without a president and general manager."

The red BMW parked in the exclusive parking space, and heard the vibration of the punching machine from a distance. The male god who entered the workplace for the first time couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Yang Xi grinned. He is a world-class celebrity. Looking at the hanging silk, I have to say that this kid hasn't changed much.

"The position is pretty awesome, brother, super assistant to the chairman and senior financial advisor. You can participate in any company's affairs, big or small."

"Okay." Yang Fan turned his back, showing a little joy, and put on a serious look again, "It's still uncle who knows my talent. But, how many people do I have under my command?"

"There are more than 700 people in the company, all waiting for your orders."

Yang Xi bragged wildly, not wanting to discourage his younger brother's enthusiasm.Assistants and consultants only have the right to supervise but not to make decisions. They are young and still too immature.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Fan was full of enthusiasm: "Sure enough, my brother can shine everywhere, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the skills to do so. I really want to make a difference in the industry."

The two walked into the company while chatting.

This circle is an industrial workshop, with more than a dozen small and medium-sized enterprises, large and small.The name of Yang Yuan's company is Yuanyang Seiko, which happens to be the reverse name. It is catchy and full of atmosphere.

The company occupies two large workshops, the front is the production and processing workshop, and the back is the warehouse and administration.

The door in the middle was open, passing through the open space in the middle, the roar of machinery on both sides made Yang Fan's blood boil.Boys have a mechanical feeling.

"Four high-precision CNC machine tools, 18 punching machines, 9 grinding machines, 5 rocker rotary machines..." Yang Xi saw the light in his younger brother's eyes and pointed to every corner to introduce.

At this time, she regained the strength of women in the workplace, "9 old fitters, 12 skilled workers, 7 apprentices..."

"CNC machine tools are operated in three shifts for 24 hours, with a total of 15 people. There are 24 female workers for punching machines... There are 786 people in total. They are all waiting for your instructions, brother."

"I have such a big responsibility on me, and the pressure is overwhelming." The shameless male god became humble again.

His eyes turned to the devices, fire blazed in his eyes.

His data eyes are more sophisticated than processing equipment.

(End of this chapter)