Chapter 627

Even this has agreed, Jiang Anzhi is really helpless.

Slightly bent down and gave her a kiss on the lips before releasing her hand. Looking at her red face, she reached out to rub it for her.

"What's the point of giving lessons to my mother's family? It's just like you give Jiang ting a little help with her homework. "

Jiang Anzhi's relief didn't make Feng Lanchu feel much better. After all, Jiang Ting is just a little doll. And if Jiang Anzhi just does a little photography sharing in their department, it's OK. Now he's greatly promoted. What he has to face is all the colleagues in the Research Institute, even the kitchen aunt. It's no less than a small meeting.

As an Zhicai said, how much does such an activity cost? No more than ten million, please don't move.

Even if you give your mother a 50% discount, it's still five million yuan.

So Fenglan can not feel guilty at first.

But without waiting for her to blame herself, Jiang Anzhi had already gone to the dance stage with the courseware.

Jiang Anzhi came to the stage to find out why the director just received him.

In the middle of the first row at the bottom of the stage is the president himself, as well as a group of old experts, including familiar uncle Qian and uncle sun, as well as some unfamiliar uncles. They must be old experts from other departments.

In the second row, besides Zhu zhengkui, Cai Jiao and his classmates a and B, the rest were all clerical girls, and then there were kitchen aunts, guard uncles and so on.

Everyone looked at him excitedly, which was similar to the fans who watched the concert.

Jiang An Zhi coughed and said hello to everyone with a smile: "Hello everyone, I'm Jiang An Zhi. I'm meeting again."

The thick and low voice is transmitted through the microphone, which makes everyone's ears numb. The child of God is talking. Listen carefully!

Everyone's applause thundered.

"Today, let me share a photography lesson with you."

Jiang Anzhi opened his courseware and began to talk about the construction principle of the camera.

In fact, for those who have not touched the camera, these parameters are beyond comprehension. However, it doesn't matter whether people are drunk or not. It doesn't matter whether they can understand or not. The key is whether they can enjoy themselves.

The hot Jiang Anzhi is giving lectures in front of them!

Although the director has asked everyone to hand in their mobile phones in advance and can't record this precious scene, they cherish this opportunity even more because of this.

Don't mention going to the toilet. It's a pity in the blink of an eye.

All of you here have devoted your whole life to this lecture.

It's been a long four hours, and even after half-time, people don't want to leave. Thirsty want to go to the toilet all hold.

Jiang Anzhi took the water from Fenglan, unscrewed the lid and took a few drinks.

After two hours of running in, the "students" under the stage began to be demons.

"Mr. Jiang, may I ask you some questions?"

Fenglan just wanted to remind Anzhi to be careful of traps, but Anzhi nodded politely: "excuse me."

The people present got Jiang Anzhi's approval, and they all rubbed their hands excitedly.

"How did you know Mr. Xiaofeng?" Canteen aunt asked the most concerned questions.

Everyone nodded like a chicken pecking rice, with a curious face.

At the beginning of the wind haze, she helped her forehead secretly, and she knew it.

"Mr. Jiang, share it with us."

"Yes, yes, we promise not to talk about it, just let us know inside."