Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 142

  Chapter 142 Domestic compatriots

   It has been said that geniuses are a bit neurotic, and An Feng feels that he is right—except for himself, because he is strictly a cheater.

Hoffman is a typical genius. He has poor living skills and weak communication skills. He lives in the same room with other employees recruited by the company, but he can not say a word for three days—if it is about professionalism, please ignore the above words , he can say that it is very smooth for a long time.

An Feng feels very good, it's normal for the expert to be a bit eccentric. Considering that Hoffman likes to stay in the company and study until late at night, he arranged a luxurious office and a rest area for Hoffman in the warehouse, and he went to bed when he was tired. When you open your eyes, you can work with tools and drawings again.

   An employee who loves to do things like this is definitely the boss's dream.

  His comprehension ability is terrifying. He is the smartest person An Feng has ever met. He can understand all the knowledge taught to him in just a few days, and even a new type of exoskeleton has been almost comprehended by him. If it weren't for the company's incomplete equipment, he would immediately start the experiment, desperate.

Hoffman is smart, and An Feng is also happy and relaxed. He only needs to speak out the key points and difficulties, and let him filter them by himself. Generally, there is no need to talk about the second and third times—it's a pity that it's just about robots. ene and biological research, that would be great!

  Considering his personality, An Feng also specially arranged a group of honest experimenters, that is, the kind of assistants who are very good at listening to the teacher and orders from the superiors, which will benefit Hoffman's performance. Simple work can be arranged for an assistant to do, instead of time-consuming to do it personally, and he is responsible for the core work.

   In the end, Hoffman completed the most difficult part, and handed over the summary results to An Feng.

  An Feng felt that this was the most relaxing time since he was doing research. Of course, no matter how strong Hoffman is, there is a limit to his genius. It is impossible for him to reverse the gap of a few years or more than ten years at once, but for research, it is the rarest thing to have no lag. At least An Feng is now free of pressure.

  A few mornings later, Joanna had nothing to do on the weekend, so she went out for a morning run with An Feng. Around eight or nine o'clock on weekends, you can often see men and women exercising outdoors on the street. Two groups of people who don't know each other will greet each other casually when they pass by. They are all neighbors, so they look familiar.

   Wear sportswear, running shoes, jog side by side on the street, and do some aerobic exercise. After this level of exercise, An Feng didn't blush or breathe. He felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger. Although it was slow, it could still be reflected in every detail, such as the exercise that Joanna couldn't stop.

   Thinking of him, Joanna laughed, and Joanna, who was jogging, turned her head: "Share?"

  An Feng said solemnly: "I think women who love to exercise are particularly energetic. Also, you look very **** when you run in tight pants."

  Joanna shook her head: "You must be thinking more than that."

  An Feng: "Then what do you think?"

  Joanna: "Referring to the extent of your smile, and the adjectives you added, it should be some lewd, restricted pictures."

  An Feng smiled: "Hey, ma'am! Please pay attention to your morals, pick it up quickly, this is a public place."

  Joanna looked around, but no one was there, so she smiled and said, "I can't get it back, you told me to throw it away."

  An Feng was delighted: "You really subvert the image like this."

   "It only belongs to you, don't you like it?" Joanna slowed down and turned into walking.

   "Of course, I like it." An Feng nodded. Walking with her on the tree-lined avenue in a nearby park, I passed by some joggers from time to time, or men and women sitting on park benches to rest. Since the location is close to the sea, the dew in the morning is relatively thick, and what I breathe is not only fresh air but also humid air. Earthy.

  Walk to the coastal dyke, looking at the calm sea, with a broad vision and an open mind. Joanna stood in front of the fence, opened her hands and took a deep breath. The faint smell of sea water wafted in with the breeze, and the sunlight was soft, not to the point of making people uncomfortable. The weather at this time was indeed relaxing.

  An Feng's interest in the sea is far less than that of her hips. She usually wears skirts and rarely wears trousers, but every time she wears them, it's easy to make people feel distracted, because they are really protruding. The long legs are straight, the calves are thin and the thighs are moderate, which turn into a curve and extend to the buttocks. The side lines are invincible, and the angle of the back is full of reverie. Usually: how elastic is it? How does it feel? Did you wear it inside?

  Both are men, An Feng understands the eyes of his compatriots, do you really think that men will lag behind women when they run because they are tired? Hahaha, if you think so, it would be too naive-male is born to show his strength, lagging behind the female, mostly to satisfy his curiosity.

  Joanna turned around and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

  An Feng said: "I think, if you lean your upper body forward a little bit, and the angle of the scene is right, the recent American queen with hips is no more than that."

  Joanna smiled: "Don't please me, I don't have her exaggerated buttocks! The up and down are not coordinated, probably because of some surgery."

  An Feng was surprised: "So you understand."

  Joanna said proudly: "Do you think I'm really a primitive person who doesn't care about trends?"

  An Feng said: "I thought you only paid attention to the high-end style, like a dignified lady, and didn't care about these civilian things."

  Joanna came over and hugged his neck: "Noble one, commoner one, which one do you like?"

  An Feng thought about it seriously, and smiled: "I like the combination of both, which can make people feel excited, but also make people feel unattainable."

   "The requirements are really high." Joanna pouted.

  An Feng pressed his head against her forehead: "But you have a lifetime to do it."

  Joanna smiled sweetly and kissed her sweetly.

  Get bored for a while, talking and laughing, An Feng occasionally speaks teasingly, making her blush is a fun thing, expressing love is sometimes easy.

  Leaning on the fence together, admiring the flat boats floating on the sea, a man and a woman walking in the park beside him, because they are of yellow race, An Feng took a few extra glances.

   "Hello, how are you?" The man in his early forties spoke a classic dialogue.

  An Feng smiled and said: "Not bad. Well, but people here generally do not greet so... formally."

The couple are well-dressed, and they seem to be either middle-class or affluent, but judging from their clothes, the men's gray suits and the women's formal skirts are a bit out of place in this casual community, maybe they just came from China , a difference in habits can be seen at a glance.

  Madam whispered: "Did you hear that?"

  An Feng switched to Chinese: "But it's okay, the people in this area are relatively friendly, except for a small number of white people who flaunt noble blood."

  Madam raised her head in surprise and said, "You can also speak Chinese?"

   "I'm also from China, so of course I can speak Chinese." An Feng smiled.

Mrs.    said: "What a coincidence, we also just came from China, and we are not familiar with everything here."

  The man was more calm, and reached out his hand to An Feng: "Hi sir, my name is Lin Hai, this is my wife Gao Jie, nice to meet you!"

  An Feng shook hands with him: "Hello, Mr. Lin! Ma'am!"

  Lin Hai smiled and said: "We just immigrated from China, and we are still a little uncomfortable. It is said that there are many Chinese in San Francisco, but there are not many of them here. It is fate to meet you."

  An Feng explained: "In fact, most of the Chinese are concentrated in the urban area of ​​San Francisco, and strictly speaking, it is under the jurisdiction of Marin County."

  Lin Hai nodded: "I see, but for the children to study, we can only choose a good school district."

Americans also pay attention to school districts when they go to school. There is also the saying of school district housing, but due to the development of education and the wide distribution of excellent schools, there is not too serious agglomeration. But for good private schools, everyone likes them. Take some effort.

  An Feng asked casually, "Does the child go to middle school?"

  Both Lin Hai and his wife nodded: "Girl, you just entered high school, and you are still getting used to ELD (language improvement classes and the like) courses."

Joanna on the side listened and reminded: "When taking the ELD class, communicate with the counselor more, because the ELD class will waste some English credits. The counselor can let the children apply for English reading or speech while taking the ELD class. Courses, so that you can get enough English credits at the same time as ELD."

They knew only a little about it. The couple are from the north, and it is difficult to understand southern Mandarin. An Feng translated some appropriately, and they suddenly realized, and expressed their gratitude: "Thank you very much. We don't know much about these things. I almost missed my child's credit."

  An Feng said with a smile: "It's okay, domestic children are generally very strong in comprehension, and their ability to earn credits is much better than American children who can't count."

  Joanna nodded in agreement, for the hard-pressed American students who still use imperial units, it is true that they have to pay blood and tears in arithmetic.

  They also laughed, and Gao Jie said with emotion: "It's really rare to meet compatriots here. It's been a long time since I met someone who can speak Chinese!"

  Gao Jie looked at Joanna again: "By the way, what is the lady's name?"

  An Feng held her hand and smiled: "She is my wife, Joanna."

  Gao Jie said with a smile: "Looking at your sweet looks, I guessed it eighty-nine times. You just got married, right? Congratulations!"

   "Thank you." Joanna smiled sweetly.

  (end of this chapter)

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