After taking over the research center, Anfeng arranged some personnel and renewed the contract with the grassroots employees of the original research center, at least ensuring that there are enough personnel to maintain the operation of the institution. In addition, it also needs a supervisor to be responsible for the operation of the company, Anfeng encountered difficulties in this regard.

Who are you looking for?

An Feng was confused. Do you want to recruit? Or go to the job by himself? He doesn't have that much time, and he can be a hand-off manager with his weight. He can really manage the company and fail to go bankrupt in the end, which will lead to miracles. However, God favored him, and Mrs. Sinclair helped him.

Mrs. Sinclair suggested: "I suggest you continue to appoint your original supervisor first, because he is very familiar with the operation here. When you find the right management personnel, you can then allocate your positions. Make full use of your time and spend all your money where you should use. What do you think?"

As the only shareholder of the company, Anfeng adopted the proposal.

I stayed in the local area for another night, and the next day I continued to arrange the renovation issues of the research center. I called my assistant John. Everyone ran several times together. Afterwards, I had to find time to relist, go to the tax department to change the registration, etc. I was so busy that I only regretted that I had no more subordinates.

He took a plane back to SLO at night.

Katilina drove his convertible Ferrari and parked at the airport gate in a high profile. She sat on her face with a big sunglasses, and was sitting on the front of the car with her legs raised, which attracted pedestrians to look at her. An Feng discovered her at first sight. There was no way, and Katilina was a master than attracting her sight.

He returned home with exhaustion and had a casual dinner. Katilina's craftsmanship was ignored. As for Guli, who had been busy with work, he didn't want to eat the fighting ethnic meal. This guy frequently swallowed eggs raw in the morning, saying that he wanted to maintain a good physical condition. An Feng once tried it and wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, Katilina was very obedient tonight and did not linger him in order to ask for milk like a female cat. He lay comfortably in the bathhouse, the mist rose and a mist. Katilina sat behind her back and applied some essential oil to him, putting her hands on her, and of course there were more comfortable things... I won't tell you.

After slept beautifully with her big breasts, she was refreshed and returned to normal. Both of them got up early, An Feng was going to feed the horses, while Katilina had to run and exercise. Most Americans like outdoor exercise, perhaps this is the main reason for their good figure and tight skin.

He walked to the stable in his boots, grabbed a handful of grass and carrots, fed them with the cowboy Howard, and bathed Philip himself. He looked very excited. When Howard saw it, he said enviously: "Phillip is smart. It is difficult for anyone except you to let him get rid of his guard."

"Is that true?" An Feng smiled and scratched Philip, looking at its big eyes, "Such a good child, I'll find you a girlfriend if you have the chance!"

Philip actually shouted, feeling very excited.

An Feng laughed loudly.

After taking a shower, I rode it out for a few laps, and the flying horse's hooves rolled up a burst of dust... I also reviewed some equestrian courses and asked Philip to go to the hurdler and go around the bucket. He was as skilled as ever and took less time. A simple move or command can be understood by the clever Philip.

It was always easy to spend time with Philip, but after returning, there were a bunch of emails and phone calls. There were things here and there, so An Feng traveled back and forth between home and airport all day long, queuing up, buying tickets, security checks, and boarding the plane... He flew three times this week! He was busy doing the work of the research center and thought he could take a breath, Guli reminded him: "BOSS, it's time for me to go to the Immigration Bureau to talk."

An Feng slapped his head and almost forgot.

The reason why he couldn't take a plane this time is that Guli had no identity and he only had a few certificates. If you want to get on the plane, you have to wait for the airport to check this, check that, and finally report to the above... An Feng drove the pickup truck out directly and rushed to San Francisco. Guli was too big. Last time he took a sports car, he almost bent and endured the whole journey. The pickup truck was good, at least it could allow him to stretch his limbs normally.

I stayed in San Francisco for one night, and went to the Immigration Bureau with the lawyer I made the appointment the next day to prepare for a conversation with the immigration officer. I had already prepared myself for failure before coming. Unlike in the 1990s, Americans are now fooled to be smart, and giving green cards to any political refuge is all the past.

In the end, Guli failed to pass, as expected. The lawyer stated on the spot that Guli would appeal to the court and asked the immigration judge to make a decision. Then, according to the arrangement, there would be at least two trials, but the time was very far apart, because the court was not owned by your family, and it was estimated that it would take half a year before and a year later.

But from now on, Guli can apply for a work card. With a work card, you can work normally, apply for SSN, social welfare, etc., which is similar to a work visa. After completing these processes, An Feng advanced the attorney's fee and issued a check of 100,000 US dollars to Guli.

An Feng said: "Okay, let's just hang out with the lawyer next."

Guli took the check, but instead said sincerely: "Thank you, BOSS."

An Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, what are your plans in the future?"

Guli asked without thinking, "Can you still work under your hands?"

"If you want, no problem." An Feng agreed readily. Over the past month, Guli was very diligent. In addition to drinking some vodka and talking loudly, there were no major shortcomings among Russians. In addition, Guli also played An Feng's fighting coach and gun coach, and he learned a lot from it.

Besides, it’s good to have a big bodyguard?

Guli was about to say something when An Feng's phone rang. He walked aside and said for more than ten minutes. He came back and said to Guli: "Sorry, I still have something to leave! If you really plan to continue to be my bodyguard, come to SLO to find me after getting the work card. Of course, if you find a more suitable one, congratulations!"

I hurried back and got some information. I arrived at the SLO airport again the next morning. He was tired of the boarding arrangement, lined up to buy tickets, wait for security checks... When can I drive the car directly into the airport, leave at will, and dare to deduct your salary by one second?

I was depressed all the way to Los Angeles and met with the director of the "Jen and Tima Research Center". A white man in his early fifties named Joseph Hart, the director recommended by Mrs. Sinclair, talked to him about the research center. It was very simple: express welcome; express trust; express me, you go to work.

An Feng flew back again, but he had a premonition that he would fly many times to Los Angeles because the research team was about to settle in, so he needed to arrange work and become a charlatan. Then he had to fly to San Francisco. This time he signed a contract with the graduates recommended by Song Wenrui, that is, a group of hardworking and low-demanding top students.

Then queue up, buy tickets, check security, wait for boarding... to fly back.

An Feng finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I want to buy a plane!" An Feng said to Lei, "It's not a business jet, nor is it a fixed wing. I need a helicopter, which can take off directly from my doorstep, and turn the green light all the way to the company's doorstep. There is no need to wait, no need to buy tickets, no need to security checks, and no need to worry about a damn delayed plane!"

"Is there any?" An Feng took a breath.
Chapter completed!