After nothing happened, An Feng returned to SLO.

He continued to organize the information on the machine brain, and split it from difficult to easy. He felt that it was simpler, but others did not have his ability. He had to do it now to decompose the steps so that it seemed easier to understand. He had a lot of work and yawned frequently, but for the sake of money, he was temporarily enduring it.

He couldn't stand the monotonous office work for several days, so he had to find some ways to adjust his body, either outdoor riding or indoor sports. One fight with Guli was one of them. This guy was powerful, had outstanding ability to fight and had agility, and was a non-human.

It just so happens that An Feng is such a non-human. His size is not the same level as Guli, but his strength is very outstanding. His only disadvantage is that he doesn't have many skills and is more inclined to fight on the street. Guli felt very uncomfortable when he saw it, so he forced him to conduct systematic training.

From Israel's Maga technique to some simplified military fighting techniques, Guli's teaching is completely different from the common fighting movements on the market. There are no fancy moves or exciting moves. The only thing is the cruelty of targeting the enemy everywhere and putting it to death. Even Maga technique is purely based on abolishing the enemy's lifeline. The so-called "no move" is already there, and once you make a move, you must make the opponent lose the enemy's descendants.

After a sweaty fighting training, An Feng and Guli sat on the mat drinking water to regulate their breathing. After getting along for a long time, An Feng's conversation became more casual. He kicked Guli: "Have you been in the army before? I found that in addition to fighting, you are also very familiar with guns."

Guli said very directly: "I have served in the army, but many of the skills were not learned from the army."

"You haven't really worked as a mercenary, have you?" An Feng stared at him, his mind full of reverie. In the war-torn Africa and the Middle East, a group of foreign armed men in military uniforms held high salaries, carried guns and cannons, fought for money in foreign lands, and licked blood on their heads.

"Hahaha, you're thinking too much!" Guri laughed, "Most mercenaries were popular in the 1980s and 1990s, especially in Africa in the 1990s and the Middle East in the early new century. Wars made the employed industry prosperous. Mercenaries had survived for a few years and could make a fortune as long as they didn't die. But since the international crackdown on the illegal employed soldier industry, times have changed. Everyone has put on vests and no longer said they are mercenaries."

"How to say it?" An Feng was curious about these aspects that he could not reach.

"The United Nations strictly prohibits foreign mercenaries, and the Treaty of Geneva does not protect mercenaries. In short, if you are caught, no one will protect you no matter how you abuse it. Are you afraid? But those contractors are also very smart. After the new century, they transformed one by one and called themselves "mercenaries" to death. They are very stupid. Those with foundation have established PMCs, which is the abbreviation of "private military contractors". They transformed into legality."

"Oh, I know, are these black waters?" An Feng said.

"Blackwater is also one of the types of PMCs. It is just a lot of negative hype. It is famous for provoking trouble, but it can also cause trouble. The US government dismantling Blackwater is a classic example. Real giants are very low-key, and to be honest, they can't make much money by sending people to fight. For example, the predecessor of the PMC industry: DynCorp, who used to hire soldiers, used now, is well-behaved. They directly contract the logistics maintenance of US military aircraft. This is more profitable than sending people out to fight, and it won't kill anyone. Americans' lives are very expensive!"

"The US military has so many planes and often causes trouble, but it's more profitable than sending people to fight," said An Feng.

Guri smiled and said, "There are also really powerful. MPRI is probably the industry giant. I only say that it contracted some US military, US police, National Guard, and students' military training. You will know how strong it is. However, there were many scandals in the last century. Illegal training of foreign troops, including those who contracted the training of Croatian troops, and participated in genocide activities. Its employees also openly sold Eastern European women, with a lot of bad records."

After hearing this, An Feng knew it, but he still doubted: "I still said you are not? I know so much, at least it is a bit related, right?"

Guri shook his head: "I don't do things like mercenaries that are rich and lifeless. After I retired, I wanted to do bodyguards. I have trained specifically and got the opportunity to attend special training at the Israel International Security Academy. It is a world's top anti-terrorism security training academy, and the security industry is very famous."

"Then are you a top student?" An Feng said.

Guli shook his head: "No, I am a special student. I stayed for half a year and didn't receive all the training. Later, I returned to China due to some things and came to the United States."

"That's always learned a lot, right? Didn't you consider applying for a security company in the United States in the past?"

"I don't have a legal visa and I can't work, and I just wanted to hide for a while before thinking about the rest."

"It seems you are lazy too." An Feng said, his phone rang a few times, picked it up and answered it. The call came from Texas, and the research team encountered some problems.

"Okay, I'll set off tomorrow." An Feng hung up the phone and said to Guli: "Let's go on a business trip with me tomorrow."

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The most comfortable business jet is the business jet. An Feng also wants to experience the experience of riding different business jets and prepare for buying planes in the future. So this time, Angela asked him to rent a Bombardier Challenger 300, which is narrower than the last Mrs. Sinclair's Challenger 850, with a range of more than 5,000 kilometers. But since it is a business jet, it is absolutely indispensable. Just like the different models of Rolls-Royce, it is all high-end.

I flew to Austin, Texas with my information and computer, got on the official car that I came to pick it up and went directly to the GP company.

The GP company has a good location, with a six-story office building, two large laboratories and a factory building, and a large green space in front of the office building, with some flowers, plants and trees planted, a pool dug in the middle, and a few fish swimming in it. The United States is good in this regard. If it is put in China, the land will definitely not be cheap.

Song Wenrui's research team has made good progress. There are three Chinese in the five-person group. They didn't consider the issue of celebrating the Spring Festival during the holidays. They just had a simple meal and continued to work. This is not only an opportunity, but also a platform to show their strength, so they will seize it.

Work will naturally pay off, especially with the full technical support of Anfeng. Now they are considering the issue of mass production of graphene. A few years ago, the peeling rate of graphene was very low. The 10% peeling rate made the price of graphene soar to 1,000 yuan/gram, many times more expensive than gold. But now the price can be reduced to 6 yuan per gram, so the black-hearted merchant who do graphene futures will probably cry to death.

But An Feng's path is very unique. He needs high-quality graphene and requires the peeling rate from the graphite to reach more than 90% so that high-quality products can be cast. The research team is very careful in this regard. They solicit An Feng's opinions on any questions or controversies in details.

An Feng joined the group and after participating in the experiment for three days, the peeling technology was successful. Although graphene was no longer a big news during mass production, for example, IBM had already skipped mass production and made every effort to make graphene transistors. However, graphene that meets An Feng's requirements has only appeared at least now.

Only after the mass production method is verified can other things be considered. For example, if you want to build a high-rise building, at least you must have steel and concrete.

An Feng put down his work and took the time to meet with the person in charge who had just arrived in the company.

I haven't seen it in advance, but they agreed unanimously on the shareholders' conference call. Anyway, they are just the person in charge. They pull out the mule or horse first, and then change it if it's not suitable.

In the conference room, several company executives and bosses gathered together. The scene was very quiet. An Feng was flipping through the recommended person in charge: Benjamin Hawley, in his early fifties, before coming to GP, he worked as a senior executive in a computer company and as vice president in a boss company. He has rich experience and outstanding abilities.

There are several pages in the folder, and An Feng only looks at the first few lines of the first page. So when writing a resume or showing the boss something, it makes sense to complete one page, and it is useless. An Feng looked up at him, a middle-aged man with short hair and simple glasses sitting quietly.

He was wearing a suit, tie, and a senior corporate style. An Feng looked calm and confident when he looked at him. His resume said that he had worked in two large companies, usually a proud person. For some reason, he wanted to come to this unknown company?

An Feng asked bluntly: "Why do you want to come to this company, Mr. Hawley?"

When facing the boss, Holly said confidently: "Because I believe in it, I am optimistic about this technology. In addition, my original company can no longer give me enough challenges and not enough to exert my strength. I think this is an opportunity to let go!"

What an arrogant person! An Feng’s first feeling after hearing this is that it’s up to him. What’s up to him? It’s not that he works for him. As long as he has the ability, he can earn 10 billion or 100 billion. So what if he is actually a talking dog? An Feng replied: Give him a few little mother wolfberries!

An Feng nodded: "You should know that the research group has successfully obtained high-quality graphene in another way. What do you think about this?"

Hawley thought for a while and said, "It means that the company has strong research strength, which reassures shareholders. But as far as I know, mass production of graphene is only the first step. The most important thing is to keep the patent in your hands, so that competitors can't imitate it, and then step by step from easy to difficult..."

Hawley is very good at saying that according to his idea, while the company is researching, he cannot get any bargains for other companies. He should occupy all the big heads, from batteries, chips, sensors, touch panels... Maybe he can't come up with the final result, but the patent is in hand, you can play with it, you can pay.

After hearing some of Hawley's thoughts, An Feng felt that this man had a big goal, ambitious, high opinion of his opinion, and also paid attention to details and had low requirements for wages - temporary, because he said that if he did a good job, he would require original shares, not that little pitiful salary.

An Feng agreed: "As long as you do well and keep the company profitable, there is no problem with the original stock."

"Then we will cooperate happily!" Hawley stood up and shook hands with An Feng.

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Chapter completed!