After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

After a few brief greetings, Mr. Zeng put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and went out of the box. When he came back in, he was holding a stack of documents in his hand.

"After you left this afternoon, Director Shi and I asked Xiaoran what you were doing." He closed the door and handed the documents in his hand to An Ran before sitting down again. "I believe you can understand these. I have to catch a plane back after ten o'clock. Time is precious. Let's just talk about the core of this meal."

An Ran took it and flipped through it, and found that it was a very complete set of data.

After she finished reading it in a short time, she looked up and smiled at Mr. Zeng: "I really like talking to people who value efficiency."

Mr. Zeng stared at An Ran and laughed, then asked, "Does a genius have an old soul?"

An Ran curled her lips, "I don't know if geniuses have old souls, but I know that I have one."

Mr. Zeng laughed even louder.

After laughing, he waited for An Ran to put down the documents in her hand, and then asked in unstandard Mandarin, "Have you ever thought about what you will become after you graduate from high school?"

“I’ll be a college student.”

"Just college students? Nothing else?"

"What else?" An Ran pretended to be confused and asked, "After graduating from high school, I will go to college, a good university, such as Peking University or Tsinghua University. Isn't this a natural thing to do?"

Mr. Zeng put down his chopsticks and rubbed his hands. "Then let me ask you, why do people go to college, and go to a good college?"

An Ran didn't answer, so Zeng said it himself, "Isn't it all about money?"

An Ran nodded and said, "You're right, but I think going to college is more than just that."

"What else can it be?" Mr. Zeng raised his hand.

Shi Jian, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke in a gentle voice, "An Ran's goal is to go to a top university in China. She told me that in addition to many worldly goals, she wants to go to university for another very important reason. She thinks going to a good university can filter out a large part of bad personalities."

"Personality?" Mr. Zeng asked him in surprise, "Isn't he a human being?"

“It’s a person, but I think it should be more accurately expressed as a character.”

Shi Jian glanced at An Ran and recalled the way An Ran spoke to him that day while they were sitting under the willow tree by the school lake.

She looked at the calm lake in front of them with a distant and clear gaze, and gently brushed away her hair that was messed up by the lake breeze. "For example, people who are lazy, careless, and undisciplined are unlikely to learn well. So, I want to get into a good university and study hard. Because of these desires, I have a constant source of strength to support me to persevere."

After hearing Shi Jian's answer, Mr. Zeng was silent for a moment. The smile on his face disappeared, but there was appreciation in his eyes. "I think it's good that Xiaoran thinks this way."

"I'm glad you agree with my values." Anran raised her glass.

"Why can't I agree?" Mr. Zeng clinked his glass of sparkling water with An Ran's. "Although there are many things I can't think of or do, I can choose to respect them. Respect is the least expensive thing that makes people feel good. Why not?"

The atmosphere in the box was getting better and better. "Actually, what I wanted to ask just now was, do you know that if your company continues to develop, you will become a rich woman after graduating from high school."

If I'm not going to become a rich woman, why would I do this?

After feeling a little proud in her heart, An Ran said in bewilderment, "Really? I didn't think that much. I just did what I wanted to do."

Mr. Zeng pointed to the documents placed on the empty space on the other side and asked An Ran, "What is your store's monthly sales now?"

As soon as he asked this question, An Ran began to think about his motives.

After all, Shi Jian had told him his information this afternoon. Not only that, she had just searched for more detailed personal information about Mr. Zeng on Teacher Qin's computer after practicing the piano.

This person is considered a well-known elite in the business world recently. The project he is working on recently has already received a round A financing of 5000 million US dollars, and he is also a graduate of MIT.

5000 million US dollars is a very large sum of money for her at the moment.

"I heard that Mr. Zeng graduated from MIT?" An Ran did not answer the other party immediately, but asked back.

Talking to smart people is simple. After An Ran asked back, Mr. Zeng stopped talking nonsense:

"I estimate your turnover for the next 12 months to be million."

"I'll give you a valuation based on 10 times PS."

"Your personal cash is 100 million."

“Our company’s valuation is $2 million.”

"How much money are you going to give me?" An Ran asked directly.

Mr. Zeng was stunned by An Ran's sharp question, but he quickly gave an answer: "800 million plus 1.5 points of our company's shares."

A piece of shrimp that had just been picked up fell onto the white plate. Shi Jian felt his heart beating uncontrollably, a message that made him unable to calm down.

He turned his head and looked at An Ran, and found that the protagonist who suddenly got rich was the one with the calmest expression in the whole box.

An Ran didn't even blink, she picked up the juice and drank it slowly, "I still remember that on the first day I opened the store, I received orders of 11 yuan, and the average customer spending was 200 yuan. That day, I felt so happy and accomplished. The only worry was that I didn't have a warehouse."

An Ran spoke a few words slowly and leisurely, and Mr. Zeng's unfinished words were suddenly stuck in his throat.

"Call me when you've thought it over." Mr. Zeng said goodbye to An Ran who was standing outside before getting into the car.

"Okay." An Ran stood at the door of the hotel and waved to him with a straight posture.

Not a single hint about the future was left.

The black luxury car carrying Mr. Zeng to the airport sped away along the neon streets.

Shi Jian stood beside An Ran and said, "Let's take a taxi."

"Okay." An Ran nodded and wrapped her clothes tightly around her.

"Are you cold?" Shi Jian leaned towards her while hailing a taxi.

"Not bad." An Ran said, "Are you shocked by the number he just gave?"

"What shocked me more was the logic behind his budget." Under the street light, Shi Jian's eyes were particularly bright. "Don't you think his logic is very..."

Shi Jian danced with joy, her excitement in her heart difficult to express in words, "I don't know how to describe it to you. Mainly because my parents often talk about financial matters at home, but I think what Mr. Zeng calculated today is very different. I..."

As he was talking, his flustered and excited face collided with a pair of smiling eyes, and Shi Jian's face turned red. "Oh, am I too stupid to hear it wrong?"