An Feng called John and his lawyer from far away in California and asked them to come. People could be lazy, but they could not sign a contract. In addition, he also contacted Song Wenrui from California, and the name of the company had been selected, called "GP", which is the abbreviation of graphene, which is simple and clear.

Next was waiting for the lawyer, but before that, An Feng was invited by Mrs. Sinclair to visit her farm in Medina County.

They set off on a private business jet, which was luxurious and comfortable. Unfortunately, the flight time was too short, and Anfeng started to land without having a good experience. Austin was less than 200 kilometers away from Medina County, which is closer to San Antonio and is a wealthy place.

After the plane landed smoothly, the cabin door opened. After getting off the plane, I saw three Land Rover SUVs parked aside. The men in black were waiting for the arrival of the guests. They didn't even have to leave the airport. Mrs. Sinclair and her assistant got into the car in front. An Feng and Katilina took a Range Rover behind, and the convoy drove to the farm.

As soon as you leave the city, the surroundings immediately become a big countryside, and all buildings and pedestrians disappear. Except for the straight road, there are lush fields on both sides. You can't see a family. Occasionally, a few bold wild deer cross the road, not caring about the passing vehicles.

An Feng has become accustomed to the bold wild animals in the United States. To be honest, it is quite good here, with green mountains and clear waters, and well-developed transportation, close to big cities. Former US President Bush also comes from Texas. He lives in a very ordinary farm in the middle, surrounded by a desolate town.

So these farms may look ordinary, but the owner may not necessarily have a background. Of course, Mrs. Sinclair’s farm is not as desolate as the former president. The air here is fresh and the fields are vast. There are rows of trees planted around the river, creating a beautiful pastoral scenery.

The vehicle drove into the concrete road paved by the farm and drove for five minutes before seeing the house. An Feng looked out the window. He was sure that Mrs. Sinclair called this a farm a kind of modesty... After passing through the dense woods and stone bridges, the eyes suddenly became clear, the flat and open green space, a large area of ​​artificially excavated lakes, and a few swans wandered leisurely on the calm lake surface, and the wide corridor led to a magnificent Baroque building.

Look at the scenery, it is more appropriate to call a manor. People sell farms just for fun. Does billionaires need to farm?

The two cars walked around the fountain and stopped in front of the door. The uniformly dressed servants stood in a row. One of them was over 60 years old and in a decent tuxedo standing facing the car door. When the car stopped, he stepped forward and opened the car door and asked Mrs. Sinclair to get out of the car. An Feng treated the same way.

The butler in a tuxedo had no expression on his face, his movements were standard and elegant. He was in an authentic Oxford accent and his command was skillfully and organized. Not to mention a nobleman like Mrs. Sinclair, even an ordinary rich man would be influenced by the illusion of "three generations of nobles".

An Feng got out of the car, walked into the house, praised her farm, and was taken back to the guest room by a servant. It seemed that a man and a woman had to help them change their clothes.

An Feng refused: "Thank you, but you should go outside and wait."

The two servants retreated, and Katilina asked with a smile: "Mr. An, don't you enjoy the treatment of a noble master?"

"It always feels strange if a man touches me." An Feng said.

"What about me?" Katilina rushed over.

"Hahaha, don't mess around, the old lady is still waiting for us!" An Feng hugged her and turned around for a few times, of course, kissed her a few times, and touched her a few times.

After sorting it out, it was already past one pm. Mrs. Sinclair invited them to the backyard for afternoon tea. An Feng was very adaptable to this habit. After all, the old noble lifestyle has many similarities with Joanna, including some old-fashioned attitudes to life.

Drinking tea with Mrs. Sinclair and having biscuits, Katilina originally thought it was fun, but after sitting for half an hour, she just smiled and listened to An Feng and the old lady chatting about some irrelevant things, such as raising dogs, raising horses, and fighting frequently with eyelids.

But Mrs. Sinclair was very understanding and said to Katylina kindly: "Miss Gomez, are you tired? Do you want to go for a rest?"

The butler heard it and looked at her with his eyes, ready to help.

Katilina smiled shyly and said, "There is one thing that I think I should be more energetic when I walk around."

Mrs. Sinclair smiled: "Please feel free to treat this place as your own home."

Housekeeper: "Miss Gomez, do you need the maid's company?"

"Thank you, I'm used to being alone." Katilina said politely, and after a while, she found her running around in a distance with her lawnmower running around in full swing.

An Feng shook his head and smiled.

A kind smile appeared on Mrs. Sinclair's face: "Miss Gomez is lively and straightforward. Like my little granddaughter, she can sit with me for up to half an hour."

An Feng asked: "How old is your granddaughter?"

She said: "She is seventeen years old this year. She hasn't seen her for a long time. She lives in New York with her parents. Her personality is not as stable as you. She is not annoyed to chat with me for so long."

An Feng smiled and said, "Actually, I am quite impatient, but I like this style, I am dazed when I drink tea and don't think about anything."

Mrs. Sinclair agrees: “This kind of life is great.”

Chatting with the old lady is actually quite boring, but maybe it’s been a long time since I found someone who can listen and share interests. She was very talkative and heard from her that she lived alone in this farm manor. Her children would come here occasionally, but they would leave quickly again. The days were mostly calm and monotonous.

Compared with his motherland, An Feng still lives a happy life in an old man and a woman there. He is more fun than Mrs. Sinclair living alone in an empty house. It seems that having money may not necessarily make you happy, nor can you drive away loneliness.

But if you don’t have money, you can’t buy anything. An Feng is sure. The next day the lawyer arrived and all you need is a signing process, so he stayed in the manor for two more days. Mrs. Sinclair didn’t ride a horse, but she raised a few good horses, one of which was once the champion horse, was pure British blood, and tall and mighty.

An Feng rode a ride with itchy hands. The hot-blooded horse was irritable and resisted strangers, but his riding skills played a role. He spent some time taming this pure blood with temperament. He wore a full set of British equestrian equipment and rode it briskly on the horse court, which received a lot of praise.

Afterwards, I learned that this purebred horse was raised by her husband during his lifetime and was worth millions. The hot-blooded horse had a bad temper and few people could tame it. Usually, her children rode around for a few laps. Afterwards, An Feng felt quite presumptuous. He just stepped on such an important horse, but she didn't mind.

I wonder if other guests can adapt to this kind of rural life, An Feng felt that he was still very comfortable. In addition to the complicated etiquette, Joanna might be able to deal with the situation. However, the butler was considerate and helped the guests improve these shortcomings.

An Feng’s feeling is that this old housekeeper can almost take care of your thoughts and let the host and guests enjoy it with no worries at all.

In addition, after a few days of getting along, An Feng felt that Mrs. Sinclair was very cheerful and had an optimistic attitude towards life because An Feng found that she was taking anti-cancer drugs.

What exactly is related to privacy, An Feng didn't ask.

An Feng silently wished the old lady who was very close to him, cancer... I hope she can last until the day when the research center produces results. An Feng glanced at her old face, and there must be fatigue and pain behind it... He shook hands with her: "Thank you for your care these days, I feel very comfortable!"

Mrs. Sinclair said: "I welcome you when I have time."

An Feng said: "Next time I have the chance, bring my friend Joanna over, she will definitely be very close to you."

"I welcome her very much." Mrs. Sinclair smiled.

Joanna mentioned it by chance the day before yesterday. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Sinclair was very familiar with the surname "Stanville". After asking carefully, it might be that Joanna and her are distant relatives! The old lady has been in the United States for decades and often goes back when she was young. When she was old, she could not get long-distance bumps, but she was particularly nostalgic.

An Feng and Katilina said goodbye and flew to Austin on a special plane. After getting off the plane, they met with their assistant and lawyer, and then they signed a contract with the new company. Mrs. Sinclair did not arrive, but she sent a representative. After the contract was signed, the rest was waiting to register the GP company and its subsequent operations.
Chapter completed!