Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

An Feng turned back disappointed, and ordered two drinks.

"for you!"

"Thank you." Joanna took the drink, saw the disappointment in his eyes, touched him with her arm, and whispered, "Are you feeling bored?"

"Yeah. I thought it was the wonderful college student carnival in the movie." An Feng rarely hides his emotions from Joanna. They have always been good friends who talk about everything.

"The motivation is not pure." Joanna popped out a Chinese word, and then she gloated and changed to English: "I didn't get what I wanted, right? Here are a bunch of nerds, everyone is about to graduate, and they are pursuing ideals that are in line with reality , I don’t like young men who talk too much.”

"The words you said have multiple meanings." An Feng chattered nonsense with her out of boredom, "First, you said 'all', which means you admit that you are also a nerd, and then 'boasting', I want to say that I was wronged, I'm very serious, okay? In the end, young man... I'd like to thank you for that!"

Joanna covered her mouth lightly and said, "I can't laugh anymore, the makeup on my face is going to be messed up."

"You look beautiful without makeup." An Feng took a sip of his drink, then raised his chin, motioning for Joanna to turn around: "Your friend is looking for you."

Joanna looked back at the girls and said hello. They invited her to come over. Joanna turned her head and before she could speak, An Feng said very understandingly: "Go quickly, don't worry about my feelings. I'll treat this place as a cafeteria at night, don't say you know me."

Joanna held back her laughter and left a sentence: "I'll treat you to tea tomorrow."

An Feng listened to the talks of people from all walks of life: the experience of being a general manager, being a CEO, etc. Then the dance party started, music was played, some people were inviting dance partners, and some were still chatting together. He came to the table and walked around with the plate and fork, his stomach full.

"Sorry." A voice came from behind, and An Feng turned around. It was an Asian man wearing glasses, wearing a gray suit, and holding a plate in his hand.

"Blocking you?" An Feng took a step back.

"No, I want to ask, are you from China?" the Asian boy asked.

"Yes, I'm from the south." An Feng said in Chinese.

"I'm from the north. Let me tell you, I don't think you're Korean." The other party also spoke in Chinese, with a northern accent. He wiped his hands and reached out to An Feng.

An Feng shook hands with him: "Can the stick be as tall as me?"

The other party smiled and agreed: "You're right, Bangzi really doesn't have your temperament. My name is Song Wenrui, a graduate student from UCB School of Engineering, and I will graduate next year. What about you?"

"Me?" An Feng laughed, "I'm not an overseas student, I graduated a long time ago, this time I'm here to make up the money."

"Oh?" Song Wenrui also smiled, "It's really strange, usually girls come here with boys from the fraternity, and it's rare to see...men who are not from our school."

"How should I say it?" An Feng asked him.

Song Wenrui glanced at the gradually bustling crowd on the dance floor, and said, "Most of them here are well-educated, commonly known as nerds, with poor communication skills and not very popular."

"Not necessarily, look at the winners in life over there!" An Feng glanced at the girl next to Zuo Nan, feeling a little bit like flowers in cow dung.

Song Wenrui saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Girls nowadays are smart and like to find a boyfriend who is stupid, as a long-term investment, because after graduation, nerds can rely on excellent grades to work in big companies, and the salary is very good. Excellent, stable income, and a bright future. And those active, handsome boys from the school team, who are loved and admired by girls, except for a very small number of those with family backgrounds who can go smoothly after graduation, the others are not as good after graduation. The wages of nerds are good, even less than half."

An Feng thinks there is some truth, this is called reality. He said: "What about you, you know so thoroughly, why don't the other half introduce you?"

Song Wenrui smiled shyly: "It's not here, it's in a different place."

"Domestic?" An Feng asked.

"No, she is of Chinese descent and lives in USC." Song Wenrui said with some pride.

An Feng understood: "It's not too far away. It's better to be close, and the relationship will not be unfamiliar."

Song Wenrui glanced at him and asked, "Would you mind talking about your own work? As someone who has been there, please give me a reference, so don't go astray."

An Feng shook his head: "I'm afraid I don't have much experience to pass on to you, because I'm an investor, doing some business, and looking for other investment opportunities."

"Then your family must be very rich." Song Wenrui said.

"A little bit." An Feng smiled, "What about you? A master's student in the engineering school, you should be doing computer work, right? There are a lot of multinational companies in Silicon Valley to choose from."

Song Wenrui smiled wryly: "The major I am studying is a bit ahead of the curve and has market prospects, but graphene, which is lukewarm at present, have you heard of it?"

More than just hearing about it, he probably knows more than anyone else in the world, An Feng said without changing his face: "I know, the new material, known as the 'silicon killer', as the core problem of the processor, once it is solved, it will be fully introduced to the market. , the silicon technology of AMD and Intel will usher in the end."

Song Wenrui said: "I like the description of 'silicon killer'. However, it is estimated that in the next 5-10 years, graphene will be in a downturn. Its hot spot is that it can change the market, but there are many difficulties. Its stability is insufficient, and its small area The cost of graphene has been greatly reduced, but large areas are still difficult..."

The engineering man couldn't stop talking about this knowledge. What's more deadly is that An Feng just recently discovered these advanced technologies. His views and theories are impeccable, and Song Wenrui's shock is no less than that of devout believers who have the opportunity to meet God and ask him questions.

It was like meeting God.

What can graphene do? There are too many to mention. The most obvious is to replace silicon chips, such as a commercially available household microprocessor, its main frequency is between 2-3GHz, and the nature of silicon limits its leapfrog development. If you use graphene, it can easily reach above 300GHz, even 1000GHz, what does that mean? If a certain chip company masters this technology now, it will be no less than dropping a nuclear bomb on the chip market!

Think about it again, mobile phones, tablets, PCs, notebooks... all need this technology, and its influence may be no less than that of Microsoft, which was born in the past.

This is enough? The application of graphene is far more than that. What are the current technical shackles of electric vehicles? Battery! Recently, the very famous Tesla electric car uses the same lithium-ion battery as a laptop. What kind of electric car revolution is this?

Graphene can change all this by making it into a supercapacitor with large capacity, long life and shortened charging time to less than 10 minutes. It just needs to come down in cost so it can replace lithium-ion batteries, and the EV revolution will really begin. It also includes other electronic products. It is no longer a dream to charge the mobile phone once a week.

There are other military, electronic technology and other fields, graphene can bring about major reforms. Some people say that silicon should be played in the 20th century, and charcoal should be played in the 21st century.

The two chatted a little dry. Song Wenrui drank a glass of water and said with a smile: "The future is beautiful, but if you want to realize it, the reality is too cruel."

"How long do you estimate it will take?" An Feng asked.

Song Wenrui thought for a while: "I don't dare to give an exact time for full popularization, it's too far away. But it will take five or six years at the earliest for formal application."

"Based on what you're saying, this research work is not very clear at the moment."

Song Wenrui nodded: "It's like gambling. If the time for technological breakthroughs is fast, we people will be able to enjoy the benefits of technological explosions earlier. If it is slow, major breakthroughs will be made decades later, and this life will be useless. The development of science and technology , will always sacrifice the youth of countless pioneers."

"Then after you graduate, do you hope to return to China or develop here?"

Although it was a bit strange for An Feng's question, Song Wenrui still said seriously: "The domestic attention is not very high, and the technical environment is not good enough. You know, technology pioneers mean low salary and hardship. If they are not taken seriously, I'm afraid There is no first day, so I choose to stay for now."

"Find a job?"

"Not yet. Large companies currently don't invest much, and the treatment for interns is very low. If I don't have enough time, I can only choose a more suitable one for the time being. I will get the work visa first." Song Wenrui said. The words are a bit helpless, but there is no stage for ambitions.

An Feng's last question: "Will you work for me?"