The next day, Wang Zixuan sent the old gangster to the airport. When they were leaving, the old gangster smiled and said: "Be careful, don't let an older young man in your class show his love in public!"
Of course Wang Zixuan knew who he was talking about. Her pretty face turned red and then she became cold: "Huh, I have my own sense of proportion!"
The old gangster put down his handbag and gently hugged her;
"Little angel, I will come to see you often!"
When we returned to Xijing, it was already afternoon. The old gangster returned to his den and found that Miss Yang was not there. He thought that he might have gone to the laboratory to read. After chatting with the girl in the study for a while, he unexpectedly received a letter from President Song.
On the phone, Lao Song excitedly said to the old gangster, Yifan, uncle and you will be neighbors from now on.
The old gangster immediately understood and said, "It's great, it's great. From now on, if we don't look up or look down, Uncle Song, we can be relatives." When Old Song heard this, he was so happy.
The old gangster said again, "Uncle Song, I'm going to hire someone to decorate it. This may take a long time. How do you make preparations?"
Lao Songdao, of course you have to decorate it, so, Yifan, I will help you contact the decorator, my uncle knows many people, you just need to design the decoration you want.
The old gangster had one less problem to deal with, so of course he said, "Okay, okay, then I'll thank Uncle Song first."
Lao Song said, "We must never say thank you to each other. If you have anything to do in the future, just ask your uncle. I will try my best to do something that I can do."
After hanging up the phone, the old gangster whispered in the study: "Auntie, how about this? You didn't go with me last time. I'll go there and have a look later. You can do it, and then you can help design it when you come back?"
"Okay!" said the little girl.
"Hey, grandma, security measures must be strict, we are all billionaires now!" said the old gangster.
"Hmph!"
Instead of calling Miss Yang, she called her and told her what she was going to do. She might come back tonight and not be able to eat. Miss Yang said, no matter what, you are not allowed to drink while driving.
When he came to the big villa again, he respectfully invited his aunt to come over to him. The old gangster had no way of knowing what happened next.
When he returned to his seat again, he was already sitting in the car. After spending a few minutes, he understood how his aunt was going to design this big villa. Seeing that it was still early and it was not yet time to get off work, the old gangster went straight to the west.
OK, the manager received him again.
As soon as this guy saw him, he knew that a big customer was coming. When the old gangster agreed to order an imported top-level BMW x5, this guy said excitedly, Mr. Li, the top model of this car is not currently available in Xijing.
It should be available in Beijing, but the price is indeed relatively high. If it is fully equipped, it will cost more than 2.8 million yuan, excluding consumption tax.
As soon as the price came out, the old gangster still complained. Although he could afford it, he felt that the import tax was too high and it was a waste of money. But he had already decided, so he said, no problem, I will pay the deposit first, and you can help
Let me take a look. If this car is not available, try to find me an off-road or SUV of a big brand, with a good atmosphere and a large interior space.
The manager of the car dealership then said, "There is no need for a deposit. I will ask and check for you first. If there is any, I will call you and we will talk about it then."
After settling this matter, the old gangster thought that if he bought the car back, it would be a beautiful thing for his aunt to find a way to modify it and improve its various characteristics.
Since Lao Zhao came back from the United States, he has lived up to the expectations of an old gangster. He started bragging to everyone he met, bragging about various things at Stanford University, as if he was afraid that others would not know about it. In the past two days, there was another thing that he deserved to brag about.
What happened is that my doctoral student proposed a new artificial intelligence algorithm and published it in the magazine "Science". When others asked, "Yes, that's really good. Who is your author?" Lao Zhao sighed.
If you take a deep breath and pass the second grade, others will say: Why are you sighing? Your doctoral student, if you pass the first and the second grade, it is the same. Others ask again, will you be published soon? Lao Zhao said
He said happily, "It's almost time. It's the latest issue. It will be out in less than ten days. You know this kind of journal will be published very quickly once accepted."
Everyone knows that Lao Zhao has been having good luck recently. How many people in China can publish articles in "Science" magazine every year?
The dean and principal were alarmed and specially talked to Lao Zhao;
Professor Zhao, your laboratory has produced a lot of results recently. It is really not easy to achieve such results under your current laboratory conditions. If you have any ideas, please let me know. Not to mention, Lao Zhao is not only good at it,
He was also thoughtful, so he said, "Principal, there will be more students in the future, the laboratory may be a bit crowded, and the computer is a few years ago. Now I can't even run a few large programs." The principal smiled and said, it doesn't matter.
Recently, the school has a batch of laboratory construction funds. If you write an application, the money is quite large, more than 1 million.
Of course, Lao Zhao wanted more than just the more than 1 million, but he knew that he should not be too greedy in front of the principal this time. He thought, take your time, what benefits will the school have in the future, such as distinguished professors, Yangtze Scholars, and even academician applications?
Don't forget me.
Compared with Lao Zhao, Professor Wang keeps a low profile, but that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t publicize it, but he doesn’t talk to everyone like Lao Zhao. Gradually, more people know about it, and they know that Lao Wang has recently participated in a project.
Regarding the smart robotic arm project. As for his team being listed as the fourth author and beyond, it is because of this project.
Where did this project come from? So the old gangster was involved again! So the news that the old gangster went to the United States to open a financial investment company was involved!
Not many undergraduates in the lower grades care about this, but the seniors, graduate students, and doctoral students all know much better. The school has produced a great person, a young outstanding person!
The old gangster didn't know that he had become more famous in school. When he returned to the den, Miss Yang had already returned. Since he couldn't tell her in advance, Miss Yang didn't bother to go into the kitchen to stir up the fumes.
"Yifan, have you eaten?" Miss Yang asked while chewing an apple on the sofa.
The old gangster walked forward, sat down, and then gently hugged her:
"I haven't eaten yet. Aren't I waiting for you to come back to feed me?" The old gangster laughed and said when he saw the girl he hadn't seen for more than two days.
So, Miss Yang really started to feed him, picking up the half of the apple she hadn't bitten and bringing it to his mouth.
"No, want it over there!" the old gangster laughed.
So let’s eat over there!
Of course, the apples were not enough. Miss Yang stood up again and went to the kitchen. The old gangster followed her in and stood in front of the window smoking a cigarette while listening to the sound of her busy work.
"Daughter-in-law, have you got back all the things you left at Xiaoxin's place? Except for those boxes containing circuit boards?" the old gangster asked.
"Well, when you went out that day, Xiaoxin called and sent it over with Ah Hai. I put the clothes and the like in the bedroom. Didn't you go in to take a look?" said Miss Yang.
"Hehe, no, I came back in the afternoon to see if you were not there. I stayed in the study for a while and then went out. Baby, show me that cheongsam you wear at night!" the old gangster laughed.
Miss Yang smiled very sweetly.
After smoking a cigarette, the old gangster came behind Miss Yang again, hugged her from behind, blew into her ear, and whispered: "I'm going to eat you tonight!"
Beauty Yang knew that it was only going to happen in the past few days, and she was looking forward to it and afraid at the same time. When she heard this, her face turned red and her whole body became hot.
"Yifan, I, my meal isn't ready yet!" Miss Yang changed the subject.
"Hey, you cook first, and I'll go to the study for a while!"
Returning to the study, the old gangster closed the door and said, "Auntie, I took a look at the circuit board at noon. It's much more exquisite. How about you get up and put it together tomorrow?"
"Humph, not now, your place is too small, and there are several items that have not been purchased yet. Putting them together, the functions are too simple, and it is useless. I have already finished the decoration design of the villa!"
When the old gangster heard this, he stepped forward, moved the mouse, and found a folder on the desktop, which he opened;
Damn, every hall and every house in the villa has a colorful three-dimensional top view, plus a standard floor plan.
The brand, color, and texture of the decoration materials used in each place are all marked, not to mention the furniture and appliances used in the villa layout.
Especially the underground floor is divided into two parts, one is used as a garage and the other is used as a laboratory.
The garage is easy to say, just a simple decoration. But when the old gangster saw the layout of the laboratory, he laughed: "Auntie, the door of this laboratory is still triple security check? Pupils, palm prints, voice? Auntie, you two
What is a platoon? Hey, it’s really a mainframe? It’s estimated that this posture will cost hundreds of millions of yuan to complete!”
"Hmph!"
"Okay, I'll call you Lao Song later and ask him when he can invite the decoration team over. In this way, my aunt will design it, and we can save a lot of time!"
The old gangster continued to appreciate the exquisite three-dimensional color top view;
"Well, the carpet in this color is good in the study, and the leather sofa is also beautifully placed in the golden section."
"Bulletproof glass, gas-fired central air conditioning, solar panels, indoor swimming pool, Southeast Asian redwood sauna..."
...
When the old gangster was almost done admiring it, he said: "Auntie, the decoration of this will probably cost more than buying a house, right?"
"Hmph!"
"Hehe, but it doesn't matter. The US dollar is valuable now. According to the budget given by my aunt, including the laboratory, I plan to invest 30 million US dollars!" the old gangster laughed.
"Huh, including the laboratory? Huh, 30 million US dollars is not enough!" said the girl.
The old gangster knew that my aunt was in the real world and had such expectations for a "laboratory", so he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, my aunt, you can have as much as you want!"
While Miss Yang was still messing around in the kitchen, the old gangster called Lao Song. After Lao Song answered the phone, he learned the reason and immediately said, Yifan is so fast, okay, I will contact you tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will probably be about the same.