Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 44 Attending the meeting

The temperature in October began to drop, and the fierce sunlight softened. An Feng tried to enjoy the last sunshine in California. He lay on the recliner and flipped through magazines. The biological brain was moving, and the machine brain was also moving: biology, medicine, electronics...he found The stuff is pretty random and occasionally works.

  He lacks patience, and the more powerful it sounds, the more difficult it is. At present, he can only focus on one or two unique ones that will produce short-term benefits. Such as computer technology. biological computer? Very difficult, almost all gibberish. Quantum computer? Even more difficult, it needs to solve the problem of high energy consumption... Abandon these broad concepts, narrow down: microcomputer, narrow down again: processor chip, continue: graphene chip.

   "Graphene?" An Feng muttered silently, and the information he found showed that it has the ability to replace modern silicon-based chip processors and become the next generation product. It's not as advanced as a quantum computer, nor as difficult as a biological cell computer. One generation ahead, relatively easy to implement.

   "That's it!" An Feng selected, in addition to fertilizer technology and genetically modified grapes, the third next-generation technology to be extracted by him.

   Days passed, still no clue, but his car came.

   The McLaren P1 he ordered arrives. Because I took someone else's order, the order had been placed for more than two months when I paid the bill, and the production was seven months in total. When An Feng's patience was almost exhausted, it finally arrived. Excited, he flew to Los Angeles and took a taxi to the gate of McLaren.

  I saw this black beast in the exhibition hall, and walked around it. The body design is simple and clear. Except for the transparent engine grille and square exhaust pipe, there seems to be something missing at the rear of the car—the taillights. In fact, it is hidden in the rear of the car in the form of a line, and the LED taillights only appear when braking.

   After confirming that the limited number is correct, An Feng handed over the key. An Feng opened its windy gull-wing door and bent down to get into the car. Because the chassis is very low, it feels like sitting on the ground and driving, which is not comfortable. Start the car and slowly back it out. There is not much fuel left in the fuel tank. He walked to the gas station. During the process of feeding this beast, the passing drivers all took out their mobile phones to take pictures, which made An Feng's vanity feel better. Great satisfaction.

  P1 is a hybrid sports car, with a total output of 976 horsepower from the engine + electric motor, and the acceleration time from 100 kilometers is maintained at about 2.8 seconds. When an Audi A4 accelerates to 100 kilometers per hour, P1 has already soared to 200 kilometers per hour. And its top speed can reach more than 380.

  It also uses a kinetic energy recovery system (KERS) similar to F1, which converts energy into electric energy of the battery during braking, and then releases it when the electric motor accelerates. So there is a saying that it does not need to be charged. When the battery is low, it is enough to slam on the brakes a few times.

Having said so much, there are cars with faster acceleration and higher speed than it, but not all cars can be called "road racing cars". With the help of strict aerodynamic shape, crazy designers will The performance of a road sports car is close to that of Formula One, which can be called a masterpiece.

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  On Saturday afternoon, An Feng attended the meeting.

The black P1 is galloping on the road. After a few days of driving, I feel that there is a disadvantage of driving a supercar: I have already exceeded the speed when I step on the accelerator. scare you. Fortunately, American highways are designed to be straight and there are few cameras.

  He is going to the San Francisco area, strictly speaking, the city of Berkeley. The area that really belongs to San Francisco is very small, but it is surrounded by several dense cities, and Berkeley is one of them. It is located in the northeast of San Francisco Bay, about ten kilometers away from San Francisco. It’s hard to say that the Americans are all stuck together. Wouldn’t it be enough to classify it into one city? Divide so many administrative units to find something to do?

  Follow the prompts of the navigator and find the University of California, Berkeley. UCB should be the best public university in the United States. Although An Feng only knew Harvard, Yale and MIT before coming to the United States, UCB is ranked among the top ten in the world, often in the top five, and won the first place in terms of academic rankings. With the existence of Silicon Valley, its engineering is naturally at the forefront, but its business is not inferior, education and law are equally strong.

  Driving into the campus with a strong academic atmosphere, An Feng felt that he graduated from Yeji University, but it was just a short thought, he was too lazy to think about it so much. He raised his hand to look at his watch, the time was accurate, and he sent a message to Joanna when it was almost time, and she wrote back to tell him to wait. An Feng pulled over and played some lyrical music to wait.

  When it comes to UCB, one cannot help but think of the name it bears: the University of California system. If you check carefully, there are really many branch campuses of the University of California, such as Berkeley, Los Angeles, San Diego, Davis, Santa Barbara, etc., with a total of 230,000 students, which is about the same as the population of a small city.

An Feng looked at his phone boredly, and then looked at the pedestrians passing by and taking pictures outside the window. The P1 has a high rate of return. Most people can only look at cars worth more than one million dollars in their lives. . An Feng smiled at them, and after a while, Joanna called: "Hi, where are you?"

   "It's right where you said, oh, I drive a black sports car." An Feng looked out the window.

   "Did you change the car? Black...I saw you." After Joanna's voice fell, a white Aurora came in front of him, "Come with us."

  I followed Aurora for a while and came to the student dormitory area. There is no domestic high-rise apartment scene. Most of the dormitories in American universities are townhouses with three or four floors, and the environment is good. They stopped in front of one of the houses with a certain fraternity sign. After getting off the car, An Feng gave the lady a thumbs-up as usual: "Shocking!"

   "Thank you!" Joanna smiled.

  She was wearing a little black dress with stiletto heels, her hair was specially coiled, she was wearing jewelry and necklaces, and she was holding a long Chanel wallet in her hand. It is not complicated by the standard of attending a formal ball, but that kind of elegant temperament is innate and cannot be imitated. It is like no matter how expensive the upstarts wear, they still look like nouveau riche, and a lady like her who has been influenced by aristocratic culture, Demeanor is fundamentally different.

  A girl beside her who was dressed in the same grand attire asked curiously: "What did he say?"

   "Praise me for being beautiful." Joanna said a little proudly. "Let me introduce you, this is my friend Daisy. Daisy, this is Bruce, the great inventor."

   "Hi!" Daisy waved to him.

   "Hello, Daisy." An Feng nodded.

   "Are you an inventor?" Daisy asked, looking at the cool sports car next to her, "A real-life version of Iron Man?"

  Joanna covered her mouth and smiled.

iron Man? An Feng smiled slightly: "I personally have some original ideas, and I can be regarded as an inventor."

   Wait until Daisy's male companion also arrives, and everyone enters the arena together.

  Standing in the living room, you can see that there are men in suits and leather shoes and young and beautiful ladies. As the headquarters of the fraternity, the layout of the house may seem simple, but it is very thoughtful and elegant. An Feng speculated that it should be an elite society, at least not the kind of fraternity that only had fun and nonsense.

   There are some snacks on the long table, people who are hungry can chat while eating, but there is no alcohol. That's right, you can only drink alcohol after the age of 21. Some of them here are freshmen and sophomores, and I'm afraid they are not old enough. The host thoughtfully put on colorful drinks, everyone thought about it and chatted comfortably.

"There are members of a fraternity and a sorority here today, and the ratio of male to female is equal." Joanna said next to An Feng, "After the official start, the two presidents will speak, and then everyone can drink and chat. There will also be some music for everyone to dance to.”

  An Feng accompanied Joanna for a walk, and found that the atmosphere was not too lively, and there were not many scenes of men and women singing happily. Most of them were in the circle of men and women. As for the girls he is most concerned about...the quality is high, but the quantity is scarce, and most of them are well-known. Finally came to the conclusion: cheating.

  Not all American college students are as passionate, partying and singing every night as shown in the movie. That's just a part, most of them appear in ordinary universities, top universities like UCB, many of them are relatively conservative... nerds who like to study knowledge.

   An Feng turned around... Nima, this is a nerd party!

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  Continue to ask for recommendations and clicks, the last new book list will be next week, and I am still stuck in the urban classification...

  (end of this chapter)