What else can the result be? As the boss, An Feng has made contributions to the development of motors... Although he was the template first, he spent more than ten kilograms of silver to transform it, but it was a novel breakthrough in shape and arrangement. If you apply for a patent, it belongs to An Feng.

But he didn't care about the patent, so he left it to Maserati. The final result was a standard esplo private one, the second car, the first car, the Maserati was kept in the museum, and the second one made belonged to him. In addition, it also provides a unique custom model in the world and designed according to his requirements.

Now we will hurry up and strive to debut at the Frankfurt Motor Show in September. Then the plan is to brush lap time - specifically referring to the Nürburgring North Ring Road. An Feng will sign up now. He hopes to drive a sports car to record a lap of less than 6 minutes, but that is a fantasy, and the ideal is to be less than 6 minutes and 50 seconds.

The development of flagship sports cars has come to an end, and An Feng continues to care about other things.

The research and development of robot companies is also in full swing. Anfeng's second-generation plan is the final plan of bionics. In the next three or four generations, it is not developed by humans, because the machine will be stronger the more it will be, and it is not something that humans can adapt to today. The purpose of the second generation is also mainly for civil use.

But to put it bluntly, it is not difficult for professionals to switch to private use. The key to controlling robots is computers. The team of GP companies is still developing and has completed the study of quantum theory. The road to transition to biotechnology is probably still long.

It is also May, and Roger and Miranda's wedding is about to come.

As their friends, they were also the first people An Feng met in the United States. This wedding must not be absent. A week before the meeting, An Feng went to Roger to take a look. Their new home was in line with the trend of young people, in Beverly Hills, where big brands and rich people gathered.

Santa Barbara is not far from Los Angeles, and this time An Feng drove himself.

Koenigseger Agera-r heads south along Highway 1. The rare supercar has a strong charm, and Anfeng's excellent driving skills make it perform at will. In the past, the owners who drove supercars were a little cautious. Only professional drivers like him can completely control this beast.

Roger's mansion is in a higher land of Beverly Hills, in Los Angeles. Usually, living in a high position means having a better vision and richer. Beverly Hills is also divided into layers. Although the neat and tidy mansions at the front are also luxurious, they are not as good as those who live in high positions.

The sports car came to the door, and Roger, dressed in casual clothes, came to open the door for him, and the car drove in.

After getting off the car, Roger hugged him: "Man, long time no see!"

"I invited you not even here last time!" An Feng took off his sunglasses and said.

"Oh! Is this a crime coming?" Roger smiled and invited him into the house. "You don't know. There are so many things to get married, and I'm almost dizzy."

"It's normal to be a little busy in life." An Feng said that when he got married, he spent millions of dollars and someone did the whole process.

There are other guests in the living room, six ladies. They all have good looks and figures, and there are a few common faces. They should be a Hollywood actress. Due to Miranda's work nature and Roger's vast circle of friends, he is considered a person with more interactions with the entertainment industry in the consortium.

Roger clapped his hands: "Ladies, let me introduce you, this is my good friend, racer and inventor, plus super rich man Bruce!"

"Hi!" The ladies all smiled and said hello. People in the world of fame and fortune must be good at observing their expressions. They have known Roger's identity and have a deep background. Some entertainment tycoons give him face and can treat him grandly. Obviously, they have an extraordinary origin.

"Hi, girls!" An Feng used a playful title of younger and more playfulness.

"Come here!" A blond girl moved away and invited him to sit on the sofa surrounded by ladies.

An Feng smiled and said, "wow, such a high treatment?"

"Come on!" they said enthusiastically.

Roger gave him a relief: "You guys are more restrained. Bruce is a family man, a married man!"

"Oh!" the ladies made disappointed tone.

Roger continued with a smile, "But, his wife is not here now, give him some enthusiasm and warmth appropriately, I believe he won't mind."

As he said that, Roger pushed him behind his back, but he was disrespectful. He sat among the Yingying and Yanyan, surrounded by various perfume smells. However, although he was frivolous, everyone was all right. They were well-known in the entertainment industry and had their own boyfriends, so they did not have the conditions to do things randomly.

Besides, An Feng didn't have this interest. After sitting down, Miranda brought new fruits and snacks. Roger asked, "Is Joanna okay recently?"

"It's okay, I'm a little dizzy today, so I'm resting at home." An Feng said, "I want to know the party in advance, what gifts do you want."

"It's a gift." Roger gave the hardest answer, "As for the party, it must be a Las Vegas carnival night, celebrating my last night of farewell to being single. Just like before, we were in a mess and clean up the battlefield the next day."

"Is this crazy?" Miranda said.

"Take you with me, isn't that safe?" Roger said with a smile. "You know this is just a simple celebration, and I won't have any other considerations."

"I know, but can my friends accept it?" Miranda said.

"Bruce, what's the idea?" Roger looked at An Feng.

"It's okay, just don't be so intense. Do you understand last time you almost got stuck in the police?" An Feng said.

Roger said: "Okay, then we'll be more disciplined."

...

It turned out that Roger was an unreliable professional. On the night of the bachelor party, his friends from all walks of life booked him a carnival nightclub and directly booked a local nightclub. The whole audience was full of celebration banners and showed it with LED lights. There were about a hundred friends present, but there were two to one proportion of waiters, and more than two hundred female waiters played various roles, such as bunny girls, female police officers, female doctors... and enchanting and bold strippers. Even DJs were all beautiful women who went on stage at three points. The audience was immersed in the ocean of celebration.

How crazy it was An Feng couldn't describe it. Anyway, he was touched from one side of the dance floor to the other side, and was touched by a female salty pig's hand, ass and face, and a rabbit girl left a fragrant kiss on his face. When she returned to Joanna's side, she looked at her eyes strangely. An Feng was puzzled. She pointed to her cheeks. An Feng reached out to wipe it. It was red. He explained with a wry smile: "I want to say I was forced."

"Come back, my side," she said.

"Ok." An Feng returned to her and sat down. Joanna buttoned his shirt, "So brave, dare to provoke my man."

At this time, a female police officer came over. What was inconsistent with her was that she was wearing hot pants and exposed her long legs. She had an electric butt dance to An Feng. The shaking butt was a few centimeters away from him. Joanna took out the banknotes from her handbag, grabbed it and threw it aside: "Go and dance there!"

The beautiful police officer left An Feng with a blowing kiss and twisted his butt to pick up money.

An Feng smiled and said to Joanna: "This is just a celebration, we should be happy."

Joanna turned around and straddled his thighs, hugged his neck, then held his hand and hugged her waist, and she said, "This is true, including the chest, the slim waist and the butt, are all for you. Do you want to find the kind of silicone injection, fill the plump buttocks and plastic surgery?"

"Really?" An Feng turned to see the female policeman. No wonder the proportion was so exaggerated.

"Look at me!" Joanna turned his head back, "Which should you choose between that cheap falsehood and your trueness?"

"Of course it's you, you are my wife!" An Feng hugged her and leaned on the sofa, touching her face, "Are you in a bad mood recently? Always lose your temper?"

"I don't know." She suddenly sighed, "Sorry, I just can't control it!"

"It's okay, at worst we can leave later." An Feng said.

"No!" she shook her head, "I mean. Don't think about me too much, you have to have your own fun, do you understand? As long as it's within the bottom line, I don't mind."

"Ok, OK, say slower." An Feng held her face, "Everything is listened to you, okay?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." An Feng said, "Are you..."

"Oh! Wait a minute, I have to go to the bathroom." Joanna stood up, and An Feng also stood up and took her to the door of the female bathroom.

After a while, she walked out and An Feng said with concern: "Is that okay?"

"Suddenly, a little nauseous." She frowned, "I haven't eaten anything lately?"

"Can you be pregnant?" An Feng asked. Usually, poor temper, dizziness and nausea are some symptoms. Some people react strongly, while others are not obvious.

Joanna was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

"Do you have your menstrual period this month?" An Feng asked.

"No." She shook her head and suddenly covered her mouth, "Oh! I think this must be!"

An Feng was also surprised: "Oh! My God!"

"We have to buy pregnancy test paper later, no, I want to go now," said Joanna.

"Okay, it doesn't take much time." An Feng said, saying hello to Roger, who was being fed by a beautiful woman, went out and asked the nightclub manager to send them a car to a nearby supermarket... After he came back, he planned it in the bathroom, and then Joanna walked out calmly.

"How is it?" An Feng asked her.

She picked up the pregnancy test paper and showed it to him. Two obvious red bars were displayed there. An Feng stared at him, thinking in his mind that he would be a father, and there would be a little bitch at home in the future. After reacting, he smiled and picked her up: "I'm going to be a father!"

"Sound it!" said Joanna, "I'm not ready for others to know."

"Okay, listen to you." An Feng put her down and looked at her carefully.

"What do you see?" she said.

"I can't feel it." An Feng was puzzled.

"Haha!" she laughed, "Who told you that you can feel it when you get pregnant? Some people have been pregnant for three months and their stomachs are still flat!"

"Oh, too." No wonder An Feng, he rarely observed carefully. When her sister was pregnant with a naughty child, he was still studying in school.

"Come on! Let's continue to attend the party!"
Chapter completed!