Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

"Leon, Leon, our guest has arrived."

Following Sandy's call, a white male stood up among the mess of electronic components and tools.

This man seems to be in his early thirties. He has brown, slightly curly hair and messed up. He is obviously neglected. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and has very thick lenses. Tan Zhenhua estimates that it is 800 degrees upwards. With a big head, a very slender figure, and a pale complexion, he looks like the kind of person who is stuffed in the house all year round and lacks exercise. For this kind of person, in Tan Zhenhua's previous life, there is a very vivid title to describe-an otaku.

The homeboy Leonardo was obviously surprised at Tan Zhenhua’s youth, but he politely shook his hand with Tan Zhenhua and invited him to sit down—well, Tan Zhenhua really couldn’t find a place to sit down, so he had to clean it up by himself. After leaving a space, he managed to find a place for himself on the sofa opposite the owner.

Sandy also sat down next to Leonardo, and the latter rubbed his hands slightly awkwardly and nervously before saying: "Mr. Eric, I'm sorry to let you see this look at my house, oh **** Ah, I was so excited when Sandy told me that you valued our project, but I didn't expect you to be so young..."

Tan Zhenhua smiled and shook his head, made a gesture to stop Leonardo's incoherent remarks, and said softly: "Mr. and Mrs. Boss, why not let me introduce myself first. After all, I already know some of you. You don’t know anything about me. This can enhance the understanding between us as partners in the future."

The Bossacks glanced at each other and nodded.

To be honest, Tan Zhenhua said exactly what they wanted to ask. When Condoleezza told them that a person of the yellow race had taken a fancy to their project and planned to invest, they once thought that it should be an older person. The Japanese people-after all, the recent economic development of the Japanese country is obvious to all, and they are also considered to be the leader in the semiconductor field, but the situation is far beyond their expectations. The age of the person in front of him is too young, and from his demeanor Judging from it, it doesn't look like the Japanese.

Sure enough, Tan Zhenhua confirmed their guess as soon as he spoke.

"I'm from China, my Chinese name is Tan Zhenhua, but you still call me Eric, friends here call me like that. Well, yes, I only came to the U.S. in August last year and I am currently studying in the Department of Electronics at Stanford University. In the first grade, and I know that Mr. Posak is the director of the laboratory of the Department of Computer Science. Since the Department of Electronics and the Department of Computer Science share the computer laboratory, and I think there are related experimental courses in this semester... So, starting from this semester, I should be considered one of your formal students, Mr. Posak."

Tan Zhenhua’s opening remarks obviously made Mr. Boss more confused. His patron is actually his student?

Ha, what is this? Then if this kid fails the exam, how should he score the credits he gave him...

Wait a minute, now is not the time to consider this question, the new semester has already begun? I also taught the freshmen in the electronics department, but why didn’t I have any impression of this Eric?

He can be sure that among the current students of the Department of Electronics, there is no one with a yellow skin, but there seems to be one in the Department of Computer Science. What is the name of that kid? Well, it seems to be called Richard...

Tan Zhenhua obviously saw his doubts and shrugged his shoulders slightly embarrassedly: "It seems that I have to say sorry, Professor Bosak, because I missed class..."

Leonardo, Sandy and his wife looked at each other, and the doubts in their eyes became even greater.

The prospective investor who was solemnly recommended by Condoleezza was actually a student of Leonardo. This was enough to make one’s jaw drop, but he actually admitted that since the first class, he Dare to miss school!

This... wouldn't it be a joke between Condoleezza and his couple?

"Cough cough cough, Mr. Possack and his wife, that, regarding my absenteeism, can we put it aside and wait for a second, first talk about the multi-protocol data exchange equipment you envision."

"No, Eric, I'm afraid I have to verify your identity first." Sandillo said uneasyly: "I have to know if this is a joke by Condoleezza and us."

Well, Tan Zhenhua also thinks that this is a prerequisite that must be verified, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to gain the trust of the couple.

He had to explain with a wry smile: "Mrs. Possack, it seems that my age is indeed an obstacle. However, I have to explain that the reason why I was able to absent from class is because I reached a tacit understanding with Dr. Rice. To... No, I actually donated 5 million U.S. dollars to Stanford and promised to cooperate with a project recommended by Stanford School in exchange for my qualification to stay in Stanford without attending classes."

"How can there be such a thing!"

Sandy became angry. "Although Condoleezza actually manages the internal student affairs of the school, she cannot abuse her authority to keep students like you who are purely dependent on money and retain the Stanford status in the school. This is against school traditions. Yes, are we going to issue a Stanford diploma to all the rich people in the United States?"

"Uh, this, Ms. Sandy, I am afraid that what I just explained is not complete. In fact, there is a condition in the agreement between Dr. Rice and I, that is, I must pass the final test of each subject organized by the school."

Sandy shook his head and said, "It's impossible, it's impossible, Eric, I can hardly imagine that if you can't guarantee enough attendance, you may pass the school exams. Stanford credits are not so easy to get. , Leon, don't you think?"

Leonardo also shook his head and said: "Yes, Sandy, you are right. After graduating from the Wharton School of Business at the University of Pennsylvania, I worked at DEC for a while before I was admitted to the Stanford Department of Computer Science. In this way, when I was a graduate student, I was very hard, and I didn't dare to miss classes... Well, well, I did miss a few classes too, but my dear, it was all to be with you..."

Tan Zhenhua had to continue with a wry smile: "Mr. and Mrs. Possack, in fact, I only attended the last month of class last semester, but fortunately, I passed all the exams, uh, how do I say? The results are not bad."

Sandy hesitated, and finally stood up and said, "Well, Eric, what you said is too weird, I have to make a few calls to confirm."

Tan Zhenhua made a "please" gesture, watched Sandy leave, and then sat with Leonardo wide-eyed on a pile of electronic components in the living room with a medium echo. To be honest, in this situation, he too I really don't know what to talk to Leonardo.

It took Sandy a lot of time to return to the living room. Tan Zhenhua saw shock and incredibleness written on her face, while Leonardo asked, "My dear, what's wrong? Why is the expression on your face so strange? "