Chapter 486: Throne of Wall Street

It was a long-distance trip, and it was time lag. Xiao Tan Tan was also exhausted. Therefore, the first night I spent on the campus of Stanford University in the United States, it was a dimly sleepy night, until the next day. Three rods on the sun finally returned to his soul.
He got up and saw, um, Li Er was still dreaming about Zhou Gong with his head covered, his mischievous mind paused, got up quietly, touched his bedside, lifted the quilt up, and shouted: "Don't sleep, the sun is shining on your ass, get up!"
Then, in Li Er's flustered movements, he pretended to be exclaimed: "Oh, who's this small tent, there is actually a cute Mickey on it!"
Li Erxun's face turned red, and he quickly reached out to cover the small tent, and yelled: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen men wearing cartoon underwear?" He hurriedly jumped out of the bed and found The clothes put myself in porcelain, and then he said with a gloomy look: "I'm having a dream. I was awakened by you. You will pay for my long legs!"
Tan Zhenhua said contemptuously: "Come on, you still have long legs. You don't even look at where you are. This is the United States, but not Xiangjiang. Just your size, maybe no one's legs are long. What do you think about that, take an umbrella? Watch out for rain!"
Li Er was choked so badly that he had to mumble and wash up. Tan Zhenhua said: "Walk around, go out and stroll around, the sunny beach here is famous, and there are beautiful bikini girls who are bored in the house. How boring!"
The two of them went out happily before they walked downstairs to the dormitory, and they found something was wrong, ho, it's so lively today!
There were rows of small tables in the dormitory area, with flags of various colors and various banners hung on them. Some tables even had tape recorders on them, playing deafening music.
This is... the various clubs of the school have come to attract people.
Aha, it turns out that U.S. universities are doing this too!
The two looked at each other, and both laughed, temporarily forgetting the grand plan of Sunny Beach bikinis, rushing into the noisy crowd in three steps and two steps, and began to choose their favorite gang.
This should be the first step to integrate into the American society and into Stanford, right?
Tan Zhenhua wandered around, squeezing in a group of energetic "peers" to see if there is any club that suits his mind to join in. After all, he has to live on this campus for at least four years. As a "young man", a normal social life is definitely a must. Otherwise, how can I meet the hot girl I like...
Okay, Tan Zhenhua is willing to bet a dollar. Li Er’s purpose for choosing a club must be this, so he will pick which club has more hot girls!
"Zhesi Society"? All of them look sloppy, their beards are not shaved, and what's the name of the one you wear? "Toga"? Please, this is the twentieth century, and the tattered things in ancient Rome have been turned over. Why don't you just learn from Spartans and just wear a loincloth, bad review!
"Christian History Research Association"? Well, we are a standard atheist, and we don't have the time to nag at a wooden clay sculpture every day, goodbye.
"Psychic Society"? Isn't this playing a pen fairy?
"Basketball kid"? Aha, this can have... Let's forget it, the circle around is full of muscular men like Black King Kong, this is not something we can play around.
"Tennis Club", "Yoga Club", "Measurement of Blue Stars on Foot"...Well, this is a bit interesting. Tan Zhenhua leaned over and just picked up a profile of "Measurement of Blue Stars on Foot", and there was one that looked god-shinto. The guy from leaned forward and said: "Welcome to join our "Measurement Blue Star on Foot" club. Our aim is to abandon all energy-consuming vehicles, insist on relying on our feet to reach our goal, and return Blue Star to its original appearance. ..."
Upon hearing this, Tan Zhenhua dropped his profile and walked away. If you want to go back to the primitive people, you can do it yourself, the little master will not accompany you.
I heard the sacred person behind him still yelling at him: "Hey, classmate, wait a minute, listen to me, in fact, if you don't want to just walk, you can ride a bicycle..."
After a big circle, Tan Zhenhua finally found a reliable point among the messy societies, the "Wall Street Throne", a small society whose core is to discuss various economic issues. Its members are mainly from businessmen. At the college, when Tan Zhenhua reported to his family that he was a freshman in the electronics department and wanted to join, he was actually quite surprised.
After all, in the eyes of business school students, the guys in the electronics department are all science and technology dogs who only know how to toss some inexplicable magic in the laboratory...
In fact, before coming to Stanford, the second son of Tan had other plans. Although he studied electronics, the basic knowledge of this major is actually too simple for him. Our last life was well-known in China. Isn't a researcher-level expert? They are all qualified to take graduate students.
Then, if you go to courses such as advanced mathematics and basic electronics, isn't it a waste of time? What should I do if I spend more time? He wants to go to another professional rub class.
Specifically, it is to go to the professional rub courses of economics and management.
With the gradual expansion of Tan Zhenhua’s career, he also deeply felt that his accumulation in economics and management was too little. Only one year after he was reborn, he had tossed out a lot of units and projects. , Some make home appliances, some do import and export, some mine, some burn mine, some build airplane, some drive airplane, and some fund...
If so many projects cannot be effectively managed and integrated organically, it would be too messy. Even if his current body is still young, mistakes and omissions will inevitably occur, and the experience of the previous life can only bring His rich knowledge and sufficient foresight cannot help him manage these projects.
Therefore, he determined to take this opportunity to learn some basic courses in economics and management, and at the same time use these knowledge and tools to analyze his business plan and formulate the most efficient management method.
Fortunately, Stanford is an open school, and its assessment of student performance is mainly based on credits. Of course, Tan Zhenhua is sure to get enough credits in the exams for this major at the end of the semester. Therefore, make time for more electives. The course should be an achievable goal.
Like most club membership procedures, joining the "Wall Street Throne" also requires filling out a simple form, such as name, age, nationality and so on. Tan Zhenhua took out his pen and was filling it out carefully, and he heard the news suddenly. There was a surprised question: "Hey, brother, are you from China?"
Although the pronunciation is a bit awkward, but it speaks pure Chinese.