The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 358: President Fan Ming

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The emperor: You are swollen

Little bastard: Has been very swollen!

Emperor: When will we make an appointment in the school martial arts hall for a friendly exchange?

Little bastard: Yes, you don’t need to be in person for an identity like us. You will be a person, and I will be a person. The loser will control the winner and the winner will call Dad

The emperor: You are really shameless and make me more knowledgeable again

Little bastard: good talk and good talk

It seems that Jiang Yi has completely given up the struggle in front of Jun Ci.

It's shameless.

When Jun Ci was arguing with Jiang Yi, a person came to Mo Chaoyang who was chatting with her at the same time.

He is in the club at this time, and Fu Ziyan and Han Quan are working on their own.

The three of them are manipulating the artificial intelligence NPC in front of the computer inside, and the students outside are making beautiful games.

When Fan Ming opened the door of the club, he was taken aback when he saw the hot atmosphere in the club.

He was busy with the question of his graduation. He hasn't returned for a few months. Is their club so popular now?

"Hello, classmate, who are you looking for?"

A girl raised her head, clearly seeing that he was a strange face, and asked.

Others also raised their heads and took a curious look. For a long time, a girl tentatively asked: "President?"

The information of the club members and cadres will be posted outside, but the virtual club is inherently deserted, and who would pay attention to the photos of the cadres and members in the club.

But there are always people who have a good memory. Seeing Fan Ming now, they immediately reacted.

Fan Ming nodded, did not say anything, just asked: "Where is the vice president?"

He is a senior in his senior year and his family is not bad. He has already developed a mature temperament and looks very mature. He also has a suit jacket on his arm.

Like a business elite who came down from a high-end party.

Not like a student.

"It's inside."

The girl pointed to the room inside, and there was some respect for the president.

Fan Ming walked towards the cubicle inside after hearing this.

As soon as I entered and opened the door, Fan Ming heard Fu Ziyan's screaming voice: "Blue, blue, export the melancholic expression data I told you yesterday."

Next was a soft voice of a girl: "Who is it for? Ye Yuan?"

Abruptly is another domineering male voice: "Melancholy is what a shit, I don't need it!"

Fan Ming didn't see anyone, but the sudden sound of words startled him.

When Mo Chaoyang saw Fan Ming, he stood up with a look of surprise and respectfully shouted: "Senior, are you back?"

Fan Ming nodded, his stiff eyebrows slumped slightly after looking at the environment in the house: "What you told me on the phone earlier is true?"

In the phone, Mo Chaoyang didn't say too much. He just talked about the data problem of artificial intelligence. He didn't talk about mobile games, and asked Fan Ming to come back and tell him.

Fan Ming himself is engaged in artificial intelligence. Of course, it is a little unbelievable. He originally came back to school by the way to do something, so it happened to be done.

"Of course it is true."

Mo Chaoyang is very happy to see Fan Ming. He himself admires Fan Ming very much because of Fan Ming's achievements in this area.

He stepped forward to hold Fan Ming and said, Fu Ziyan pulled Lamo Chaoyang's sleeve, a little worried: "Did you get Junci's consent?"

After all, I can’t tell others about this.