Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 64

  Chapter 64 The days of being the boss

   Two days later, An Feng set off.

  Gurley and Katilina are also accompanying her. Hei Chao dressed bodyguard with a serious expression; a sexy, beautiful, gentle and touching lover; plus a casually dressed BOSS wearing sunglasses... An Feng used to feel so pretentious when watching European and American movies, but when it was his turn, I think it's cool enough and stylish enough.

  Fred took off after receiving instructions. The destination is Santa Monica Airport in Los Angeles County. As for LAX Airport, it is not considered, because the international airport is busy day and night, and the sky is full of controlled routes. It is not an exaggeration to say that if the helicopter crosses the past, it is possible to encounter it and prepare to land. Airliner on the runway. The experienced Fred passed it the first time. He contacted the Santa Monica airport and rented a seat.

Due to the limited financial allocation and the fact that it is only ten kilometers away from LAX, Santa Monica Airport is naturally incompatible, so the city government encourages it to maintain its operation by charging parking fees. A large number of private fixed-wing aircraft stop here. If there are business jets traveling If it is not, you will usually choose to stop there, and the landing procedure is simple.

Originally, the roof of the research center was suitable for docking, but there was no apron built at the beginning. Now it needs to report to the relevant department. After obtaining permission, the apron on the roof has been redesigned and built. An Feng has already appointed a contractor, and it will take about three months. month time. Americans are very hard-pressed in this regard. What can be done in half a month in China will be at least three months here. Helpless, can only stop at the airport, and then transfer.

   After one hour and twenty minutes, the plane stopped. The speed is indeed nothing to say, and on the way, you can overlook California, sitting with beautiful women, drinking red wine, playing with your mobile phone... An Feng comforted his regret that he couldn't stop on the roof. After getting off the plane, I stopped a car outside the airport and went to the research center.

   On the way, Katilina once asked An Feng what he was going to do, and he replied: "Teach elementary school students."

   I do feel this way. What he can understand in a second, others may take days, weeks, or even longer. Isn't it the same mentality when teachers teach elementary school students to count and recite multiplication formulas? So he brought women and computers. They have one thing in common: they can be played.

  The first floor of the building is a coffee shop, so it is impossible to stage the scene where the boss is called and then rushes to the elevator, unless you go in to drink coffee and drive other guests away, which shows that you are so awesome that you even have to book the coffee. They turned to the back, took the special elevator of the research center, stopped on the top floor, and waited for him. Dr. Mike Case and his six colleagues had arrived.

  The process is boring, and there is nothing to say. An Feng's overall plan is divided into three phases, the first phase is the longest and critical, and the second two phases have little to do with experts, because the latter phase is a biological experiment, and many mice are tortured to death for research. and rabbit. In the end it was the turn of the humans.

  Now An Feng is speaking, and two groups are listening. The first stage is divided into two groups, and there are very few people. It is worth mentioning that in order to participate in this project, the team members sacrificed a lot. Some people stopped the university project, and some people were related to the project. For example, Mike Case, who also studied cancer cells, wanted to leave only Ability to resign plus a statement.

  So An Feng came to the conclusion: Scientists are crazy.

  If you don't consider the reason why someone dragged into the water.

   After a boring day, the huge research system began to operate, and various departments gradually recovered. An Feng spared no time, and sat leisurely on the swivel chair in his top-floor office. The floor-to-ceiling windows behind him gave a panoramic view of downtown Santa Monica, with a panoramic view of the golden beach and blue ocean in the distance.

   It can be seen from this that the full rent reduction that Mrs. Sinclair gave him is also a lot of money.

  The door rang, An Feng said: "Please come in."

Supervisor Joseph Hart opened the door and came in, glanced at the room, the young boss leaned on the swivel chair with a warm smile, his female secretary with a vase, which was purely for decoration, was sitting on the sofa applying lipstick as if no one else was there, dressed in a black OL uniform legs. The boss's neck was still a little red.

   Joseph smiled slightly, understanding, it is good to be young. He came to An Feng and said, "Mr. An, the chemical technician you asked to recruit will start recruiting this afternoon. Do you need to be on-site as an interviewer for this? Or do you have other requirements?"

  An Feng said: "There is nothing else, just find the right one for the interview. There is one other thing."

  An Feng took out a few pieces of paper and pushed them out. Joseph came over to pick them up, looked at them, and found that they were requests from some other types of employees. An Feng said: "I still need some experienced hands. The requirements are about 20 people with work experience. There are not many other requirements, as long as they can do things according to the textbook."

   Joseph nodded: "I will make arrangements."

"Okay, go get busy." An Feng said, during the short time together, Joseph gave An Feng the impression that he was tactful and knew how to please his boss. As for other aspects, I can't be sure, but he should not be aggressive. This kind of man's youthful passion The years have been worn out and all that remains is the family.

   But that being said, what does a research center want with an aggressive director? It's every research group that plays a key role, right?

   Joseph turned and went out, just as he opened the door, An Feng added: "Wait a minute, you call my bodyguard to come in."

   "No problem, sir." Joseph gently closed the door.

  An Feng picked up the pen on the table and crossed out a to-do item on the paper, tapped his finger on the table, thinking. It turns out that being the boss is like this, so boring... Gu Li came in soon, An Feng turned the computer to face him, and said, "Arrange a task for you."

   "Great." Gu Li smiled, the research center is not where he stays, it's too boring, just now he was tossing the leaves of indoor plants outside to play.

  An Feng said: "There are several models of cars here. I'll give you a check. You can go and have a look. If you want a comfortable car and you have a car in stock, you can buy it if you have one."

  An Feng handed out a check pressed underneath.

Considering that he will go to Tailan Company in the future, then transfer back, then transfer out, and then fly to Los Angeles, the tarmac will take at least three months to be repaired, and there is a lot of money in his pocket...So An Feng felt that he could not treat himself badly , continue to take a taxi? With bodyguards?

   It is not suitable from the perspective of pretense, or from the perspective of laziness. After receiving the check, Gu Li wrote down the brand and model of the car, and expressed his willingness to go to work. He walked out with a little brisk footsteps. It seems that the days of staying in the office have become unbearable for him.

  Turn the computer back and continue to type on it. I don't usually look at it, but now I look at it, there are so many things. The joint plan sent by Secretary Lei, Song Wenrui and others, including the company address, name, tax laws of each state... all listed, it may take a long time to look at it.

Katilina over there put away the small portable mirror, put down her upturned beautiful legs, stood up from the sofa, twisted her buttocks, walked to An Feng's side, and sat on the table facing him, sideways He looked at the content on An Feng's screen. Mei. Legs are on the side, the scent is lingering, but An Feng still holds the mouse.

  Katilina kicked off her high heels, and lightly stepped on An Feng's thigh with a beautiful leg wrapped in stockings. An Feng glanced at her: "Don't make trouble."

   "Who made a fuss." She said softly, grabbed An Feng's hand and put it on her thigh, rubbing gently, "Don't you like it like this?"

   "I'm doing business." An Feng said.

   "I want it," she said.

   "Didn't you just pass?" An Feng had a headache.

   "More." She slowly poked her feet deep.

   "Why do you always think about this?" An Feng couldn't stand her offensive.

   "Because I think men who work are very attractive." She licked her lips.

   "That's why I'm inefficient." An Feng sighed, and resolutely pulled out his hand from her thigh, picked up a pen on the table, and threw it under the desk.

   "Go down and pick it up."

  (end of this chapter)

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