An Feng's idea is quite good. He set up a research center to save himself from making any inventions and creations in the future. It attracted the public's attention. Although he often calls himself a "genius", the genius exposed to cameras every day is not the life he wants.

But there is another problem - money. Maybe it has been a bit too hard recently. If you deduct the four million you raised in Tailan last time, there are still about two million left in your bank account. I really can't afford it. If you want to set up a research institute, you may have to find a way to get money. The current market for Diamond is not good, and maybe a loan is more suitable.

Thinking of these things, An Feng carefully took off the protective culture medium on the car. There were more than 60 sets in total. He completed 50% of them by himself. The others were done by doctors, professors and others for him, and the price was that he owed favors. He didn't want to, but his patience was really limited.

The culture medium loaded with next-generation grape tissue was transferred to Anfeng's laboratory. He specially set up a culture room with fluorescent lights, which quickly promotes the growth of new grapes at a standard amount of nutrients at 30 degrees Celsius. The information in his mind told him that it would be adjusted every 4-5 days.

After doing this, he slept beautifully.

After getting up, I called Jenny who had not been in contact for a long time, and chatted aimlessly about the love words that men and women often say in love. There is basically no theme, but it is energy consumption. You can say it all night if you love me and I love you. Do you believe it? If it were someone other than your girlfriend, it would be unimaginable.

Although Jenny has been busy recently, An Feng decided to fly to New York. He doesn't have much time, maybe he wants to make up for the last time she came to Los Angeles. Anyway, he is already on the plane. Looking at the schedules on his phone, he feels that this kind of love that separates the two places is too tiring. Most of the long-distance relationships are: the phone call once a day, once a week, once a month, and finally it ends.

In the afternoon, I arrived in New York, a bustling metropolis. An Feng passed by New York twice, but he glanced at it in a hurry and felt that he could see tall buildings, crowded streets, dense crowds, and fast-paced life everywhere... These were not suitable for his lazy personality.

While it was still early, I stopped a classic yellow-painted rental car and drove to the car rental company.

Even in a city like New York with a developed public transportation system, it is not convenient to have no cars. An Feng is allowed to squeeze into the subway and make a taxi? First, the subway is crowded, and second, taxis cannot do whatever they want, so he doesn't do it. What does the money in his pocket do? He rented a luxury SUV: the Land Rover Range Rover.

Land Rover is known as the Rolls-Royce in SUVs, and it has some reason to pursue comfort and off-road capabilities. Although there are constant minor problems, ignoring these, An Feng is very satisfied with driving performance. Driving a big car has one of the most obvious advantages: a wide vision. When you are drunk, you will be full of enthusiasm and occasionally feel that you are invincible.

For example, when waiting for traffic in crowded traffic, all the cars drivers saw were dense vehicles and crowds, while Anfeng could look at the tall buildings in the distance and various shops along the street. Fifty steps and a hundred steps? Something is a bit... But I just have an advantage. If you don’t accept it, you can drive the F650 (it is said to be sitting on the second floor to drive).

What's fun about New York? Fifth Avenue shopping. Apart from this, An Feng couldn't imagine anything else. The city he likes is sunny beaches, beautiful scenery and comfort. Los Angeles meets a few of these points, so he likes it. As a dream-seeking metropolis, New York is probably more of a stressful and mechanical life. He should feel depressed when commuting to and from get off work in this steel city full of tall buildings all day long?

Of course, it does not include those high-rise buildings or real bosses. It is said that these financial giants claim to be around millions per minute, but they live far away. What should I do? - Helicopters. Every high-rise building that is eyeing is a tarmac, which is naturally for the tycoons.

An Feng followed the navigation device to find Fifth Avenue, which is probably a very small place in the United States where there are a large number of people living in the city, and the housing prices are not low. The houses around New York's Central Park are basically calculated at tens of millions of dollars, with a small amount of over 100 million, which echoes Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.

When driving through Central Park, I despise these rich people, but in the end, why do I despise them? Because he envied and cursed himself. After driving out of the one-way lane for hundreds of meters, I encountered traffic jams. I was used to living this road in the suburbs of the city, and I was not used to letting go of the accelerator.

When I drove the on-board radio, there were songs as soon as I opened it, and it was in a rap style. Listening to the waves of swearing and complaining inside, An Feng's head shivered, moving forward little by little with the traffic. There were tall buildings on his left, but a park with lush trees on his right.

The phone rang, An Feng lowered the music, looked around and saw that there were no police officers, answered: "Hi, honey!"

"Hey, have you arrived in New York?" said Jenny.

"I just arrived and am looking for a hotel around Central Park." An Feng looked around and felt that the streets of New York were almost the same. He should have said it was right?

"Well, I found it and sent me a message," said Jenny. "And I may be back later tonight. The crew temporarily sent additional tasks. Sorry."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." An Feng said.

"Okay, then be bye, see you tonight." Jenny's silver bell-like laughter came from the phone.

An Feng put away the phone and muttered: "Why do you have to be an actor after all?" The car continued to drive forward. After walking a few kilometers, Central Park finally disappeared, but it also meant that he had taken the wrong path. The road names in this area were very painful, and they were all marked with numbers, so they had to spend some time memorizing them.

Turn around in front, continue to walk towards the park, look at both sides of the street, you can see scaffolding on the sidewalk all year round. These shops are always your home this year and my home will be decorated next year. Moreover, the streets are not as clean as the legendary clean. You can see some paper and packaging on the roadside. The trash cans are often filled, and several black plastic bags are thrown away next to them. There is also a beggar rummaging for the trash cans.

When An Feng saw this scene, Ah Q gave the American spirit: "At least the manhole cover on the road is still there."

After a walk around, I found a hotel next to Central Park. I parked my car and got my luggage. The parking staff would find a parking space around the crowded streets. I booked a presidential suite on the high-rise and used a special elevator to go upstairs. He should be low-key, just keep it low-key - the premise is that he will not make himself up.

It was very tiring to get lost when the long-distance plane and self-driving tour. Lying on the comfortable bed and closing your eyes, the good sound insulation blocked the noise of the prosperous world outside the window, and I unknowingly fell asleep. When he woke up from his sleep, the lights outside the window were already brightly lit, and the night sky enveloped the city that never sleeps.

After looking at the time, it was past eight o'clock and Jenny had not come back yet. She had to go downstairs to eat something. She wanted to go to the park, but thought of the warnings from her predecessors that the day and night in the United States are two contrasts. During the day, you can see what you want to see, but when the night falls, it usually goes the opposite way.

After weighing my skills, it’s okay to fight three at one time, but the situation is different in China, and there are guns here. For example, some people have ridiculed Chicago’s strict ban on guns, saying that no matter how bans, they can only get rid of the people in the hands of P citizens, and gangs can always get guns. Strictly banning guns, resulting in the top three in the United States in the Chicago shootings.

Standing on the sidewalk at the entrance of the hotel, wandering for a few minutes, the vehicles were still flowing, but there were not many people on the sidewalk, and some were also guys with a hurry or bad intention. An Feng had a fortune telling for himself. It was not advisable to go out tonight, turn on the stairs, turn on the TV to watch the paid 18 banned programs... Well, it is actually HBO's "Game of Thrones". It depends on how you judge it, dark, bloody, and unconventional.

At around 10 o'clock, my phone rang, took the call, and walked to open the door.

"Hi!" Jenny outside the door smiled slightly, walked in, hugged him enthusiastically.

An Feng let go of her, looked at her face, and said, "You look very tired."

Jenny nodded, then pouted: "Who made me so stupid? I'm always called CUT by the director. Good jokes are going to be repeated again and again."

"It's really deadly." An Feng said pitifully, "Are you full? Do you want to call for something for you?"

"I ate some, but I won't refuse your kindness." Jenny smiled and kissed him.

"You go and rest."
Chapter completed!