"Daughter-in-law, wake up!" The old gangster gently pushed the beauty Yang who was not sleeping deeply.
"Let's have some late-night snacks!" The old gangster opened the small flip table in front of him and said to Miss Yang: "I just went to buy it. It's still a few hours before we arrive. Let's enjoy it and chat at the same time."
After pouring a glass for Miss Yang, he added: "Red wine goes with a beautiful woman, honey, come on, take a sip!"
Miss Yang happily took the cup, did as she was told, and said: "Yifan, you see many people are asleep, let's speak lower."
This daughter-in-law is so kind and kind, the old gangster sighed, and immediately kissed her and said: "If it weren't for Lao Zhao, I would definitely have bought a first-class cabin, where you can lie down and sleep, and there is a blanket to cover you! I'm back!
When the time comes, let Lao Zhao go back first!"
In order to make Miss Yang sleep deeply and comfortably, the old gangster forced her to drink a few more drinks. Sure enough, after a few drinks, she began to feel dizzy and fell asleep leaning on her seat after a while.
The old gangster looked at her sleeping beauty and thought, sitting down to sleep would make her drool! He would wait and see his wife drooling.
Of course he didn't wait, because he soon fell asleep.
A sleep relieves a thousand worries, but once he sleeps he doesn't know what eternity is. When he was woken up by the soft voice of the flight attendant, he realized that the plane would land at the San Francisco airport in 15 minutes.
Beauty Yang was still sleeping. The old gangster turned his head and admired her rosy face, long eyelashes, straight nose, and fresh red lips. He found that there was no drool as he expected, but the corners of her mouth were a little moist.
So he turned his face and kissed her gently.
With one kiss, Miss Yang woke up with a shock all over.
After realizing it was him, she lightly spit out cloves and responded.
Some passengers next to me thought, how bold is this, tongue kiss!
Watching a super-beautiful woman kiss with tongue is indeed a pleasing thing, but the old gangster did not continue, he opened his mouth and said: "We're almost there!"
At the exit of the airport, the old gangster said to Lao Zhao with a look of complaint: "You said these Americans have no manners at all. If they had come to our place, we would have sent a special car to pick them up! This country is really rude!"
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Of course the old gangster said this on purpose.
When Miss Yang heard about it, she chuckled, and Lao Zhao also laughed and said: "This is their habit, and we can't blame them. Let's go, we will take a taxi directly to Stanford University to report."
The subsequent reports were, of course, as plain as water. There was no welcome banner, only a few words from a staff member: Just wait for a day, meet our professor tomorrow, and start the lecture.
Of course, no food or drinks were arranged after that. The three of them stayed on their own. In order to avoid suspicion, the old gangster and Miss Yang each asked for a single room.
The sleep on the plane was uncomfortable, coupled with the jet lag, except for the old gangster who was still in good spirits, the other two people felt their eyelids were heavy and went back to their rooms to sleep.
The idle old gangster said hello to the two of them and went out.
He thought that it was already dark over there in China, and his aunt must be as idle as me, so he began to call her dubiously.
While calling, I thought, would she not be able to receive it from such a long distance?
However, a moment of dizziness made him realize that he was wrong, and his aunt's voice then said: "Boss, when you call me, you have to concentrate. You just had too many distracting thoughts, and the waves of consciousness were too strong."
"How about it, aunt, it's your first time in your life to step into the United States like this, aren't you excited?" The old gangster said to her with a wave of consciousness.
"Humph, boss, since you are here, let's go to the Stanford University campus. From your Internet, I saw that the academic atmosphere of this school is still very strong!" said the girl.
"Of course I know. The IT department here is very famous. Yang Zhiyuan and Google both came from here. I wonder if Google is willing to sell some shares now?" said the old gangster.
"Hmph, don't worry, there is still a chance. It was established in September 1997. The search engine was launched in the second half of last year. It will not be listed until August 2004. Let's first find a local financial lobbyist and ask him to help us.
For operation, you can’t ask for too many shares, 10% to 20% is enough.” said the girl.
"Okay, now I'm going to find the doctoral supervisor of these two people. After I find it, my aunt, please help me fool him!" said the old gangster.
"Hmph!"
Rajeev Motwani, the mentor of Google founders Brin and Page, is an Indian. He was born in Jammu, India, in 1962. He studied computer science in China and was admitted to the University of California, Berkeley, to study for a doctorate in computer science. At this time, he
Still very young, less than 40 years old.
The success of Brin and Page is of course inseparable from him. At this time, he was already quite famous at Stanford University.
It took the old gangster more than an hour to find him in his office. As soon as they met, the old gangster greeted him in Hindi: "Professor Motwani, nice to meet you!"
Motwani suddenly heard the words from his hometown and couldn't help but feel surprised. He replied in Hindi: "Are you Huaxia Li?"
He just learned from his teaching assistant that a young Chinese man wanted to meet him, so just go ahead and meet him. He was not a national leader, so he agreed.
The old gangster continued in Hindi: "Yes, Professor Motwani, this time I accompanied a professor to Stanford University for a lecture on artificial intelligence algorithms."
Motwani majored in computer science, and of course he was involved in artificial intelligence. After asking him to sit down, he said, "You guys are good. Very few people from China are invited to give academic reports at Stanford!"
At this time, the girl was already upper body;
The old gangster smiled and said: "Motwani, I came here to talk to you about some ideas about data mining. I wonder if you would give me such an opportunity?"
Of course Motwani would give this opportunity. After an assistant coach gave the two of them a cup of coffee, Motwani said: "Li, tell me."
So, the old gangster began to talk about "cloud computing" which became more popular in the next few years. At this time, "cloud computing" was still a new thing, and it was only proposed by Google a few years later.
The so-called cloud computing is to integrate multiple relatively low-cost computers into a perfect system with powerful computing power through the network, and then distribute this powerful computing power to end users through some business models.
Within a minute, Motwani showed interest in the old gangster's new concept.
But as a young girl who got on top of an old gangster, of course she would not tell the technical details. Three minutes later, he asked: "Motwani, do you think this is feasible?"
"Why is it not feasible?" Motwani said excitedly: "This is the model of the future Internet!"
Then he said: "Li, can you tell me what you studied in China? Which university?"
Of course, Motwani had never heard of the university where the old gangster attended. After all, there were only a few famous universities in China. After hearing his detailed self-introduction again, Motwani said: "Li, can you consider coming to study?"
My doctoral student, oh, no, according to the regulations, you have to study for a master's degree for one year first, but that doesn't matter. I believe in your ability. From your language ability, I have already seen that you are a genius."
If it were the old gangster himself, he would definitely be in a state of disbelief by now.
But at this moment he smiled and said: "Professor Motwani, I have no interest in studying for a degree. My ambition is to engage in business. I have another purpose for coming here this time. Can you recommend me to your two students?"
Give me a chance to talk to them?"
Of course Motwani knew who the "two students" the old gangster was referring to, so he said: "Okay, no problem, but they are in Mountain View, California. I can call and recommend you to them, you have
You can go to them if you have the opportunity."
The old gangster nodded, expressed his gratitude, and then said: "Professor Motwani, we Chinese people have the I Ching, and I happen to have studied it more deeply. I want to give you a kind reminder before I leave.
Sometimes, you should pay attention to something.”
When Motwani heard this, he was a little puzzled, but he was also from India and did not reject the so-called mysticism. He said: "Li, you mean, do you know what the Chinese call physiognomy?"
The old gangster smiled and said: "That's right, but you are engaged in scientific research. Just smile at what you just said and don't take it too seriously. Well, Professor Motwani, thank you in advance for agreeing to recommend me if you have the opportunity.
See you soon!"
After seeing him leaving, Motwani shook his head and said, "Stay away from the water? How come these words are similar to what a Brahmin leader said when I was a child?"
After leaving Motwani, the old gangster walked on the campus of Stanford University, looking at the students coming and going, and found that smart people are different. Smart people have more or less spirituality and a sense of self-confidence.
The gangster discovered that the students here, regardless of gender, tall, short, fat, thin, handsome or ugly, all have one thing in common, which is self-confidence.
There are probably only a few people in China who can study here, right? The old gangster thought this while walking towards a wooden bench.
At this time, the old gangster had returned to his position. He leaned on the bench, closed his eyes, and breathed softly. After a while, he found that his eyelids were also a little heavy, so he lay down on the wooden chair, turned his body sideways, and started
Fell asleep.
He fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up on his own initiative, he found that it was already dark.
Oops, he didn't know if his wife would be worried. He quickly rubbed his eyes and trotted away to the small hotel outside the school.
Of course the wife is not worried because she hasn’t woken up yet!
The old gangster knocked on the door for a long time before he saw her wearing a shirt and opened the door calmly.
"Are you hungry?" The old gangster hugged her as soon as she entered the door, and then closed the door with his foot.
The two came to the bed and cuddled together. The old gangster said: "I didn't expect the jet lag to be so strong. I haven't stayed up late before, so I'm not used to it!"
Of course, his 20-year-old body didn't stay up all night long, and Miss Yang certainly didn't stay up late at night.
"Yifan, what have you been doing since you've been out for so long?" Miss Yang asked.
"Forget it, I slept on the wooden chair outside for most of the day, but before that I met Motwani, Brin and Page's mentor. This man is really young. I didn't expect that I thought he was a
Where is the old man?" said the old gangster.
"Brin, Page?" Miss Yang asked doubtfully.
Alas, they are not famous yet, and Google is not very popular in China. Thinking of this, the old gangster laughed and said: "Two geniuses!"
Then he briefly introduced the two people, and then said: "I am optimistic about Google and hope to get some shares in it. Hehe, in six or seven years, honey, we will just be idle all day long, and we will not worry about eating, drinking and having fun in the next life."
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"What do you need so much money for? Yifan, as long as we live each day happily together!" Miss Yang hugged his waist, put her little face on his chest, closed her eyes, and gently
road.
Hehe, you can’t do it without money. The old gangster smiled and said: “Call Lao Zhao later and go out to eat some food. Don’t make you hungry again!” After saying that, he deliberately touched her breast: “There are thousands of people here.
You must not lose weight!”
Beauty Yang still closed her eyes, smiled, held down his strange hand, and said: "You can't keep ravaging them like this. They say that if they are too much, the shape and color will not look good."