Fang Zihan returned to his room, spent ten minutes printing out his email information, and then drove to Stanford.

Fang Zihan came to the faculty dormitory and found Professor Maslon's small building and pressed the doorbell at the door.

"Ding dong~"

A man over forty years old opened the door. He was wearing a broken straw hat on his head, and the hair exposed outside the brim was already gray. There was a gray or yellow jacket on his shoulders.

It's still stained with white paint that hasn't dried yet.

"Your name is Fang Zihan?" Maslon thought for a moment and said.

"I didn't expect Professor Maslon to still remember me." Fang Zihan said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I've been busy painting the walls all day, what do you want from me?" Maslon asked, taking off his broken straw hat.

"Can Professor Maslon come in and chat?" Fang Zihan asked.

"Come in, but don't touch the wall, the paint isn't dry yet," Maslon said.

Fang Zihan followed Maslon into the living room.

"Would you like something to drink?" Maslon asked.

"No need, Professor Maslon," Fang Zihan said with a smile.

"I remember you should have graduated. I wonder why you came to see me?" Maslon asked.

"Professor Maslon, I have a relative in China. Her grades are very good, but she missed the admission deadline because of the recommendation letter. I hope you can help write the recommendation letter and help join the queue." Fang Zihan

He put the information in his hand on the table and said.

"There are only twenty days until school starts. It's impossible to jump in line again." Maslon shook his head.

"Professor Maslon, this student's grades are very good. If you are willing to help, we will donate 100,000 US dollars to your family foundation." Fang Zihan said with a smile.

Maslon was a little excited when he heard Fang Zihan's quotation. He picked up the information on the table and started to check it. Maslon nodded with satisfaction when he saw You Youyou's results.

Seeing Fang Zihan's donation to his family foundation, Maslon decided to give this outstanding student a chance.

"It's US$150,000, and the Admissions Office also needs to take care of it," Maslon said.

"Thank you, Professor Maslon, the money will arrive tomorrow." Fang Zihan said with a smile.

...

It was 8:30 a.m. on August 27, 2003, China time.

Cao Mang got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast because he had to fly to Lighthouse Country today.

"Climb up to the lantern and stare at the lantern, wait until the lantern is cold~"

While Cao Mang was making omelettes, the phone beside him rang. He put out the fire on the stove, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Mang, the matter is settled, but that old guy Maslon wants $150,000."

"Send your account number to my mobile phone and I'll ask someone to send money there later. My flight will fly to Dengta Country at 11 o'clock. You can pick me up at the airport in the evening." Cao Mang replied.

"no problem."

After Cao Mang hung up the phone, Natasha walked out of the room.

"Good morning Cao Mang." Natasha smiled.

It makes me feel happy when I see my beloved man making breakfast for me.

"We are going to the Lighthouse Country at noon today. It will probably take a week to come back. You need to take care of yourself." Cao Mang said while frying the sausage.

Natasha originally wanted to ask why she wasn't taken with her, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask. After all, she still had work to do.

"Well, okay, you have to pay attention to your safety." Natasha nodded.

After breakfast, Cao Mang sent her to the company, then drove to the airport with Shi Hao, calling the other two women on the way.

...

At twelve o'clock in the morning on August 27, 2003, Lighthouse Country time, Cao Mang and Shi Hao landed at San Francisco International Airport.

Not far after they walked out of the airport, they saw a man in his early twenties sitting on the hood of a Mustang.

The man has an oval face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, short short hair, two diamond earrings on his ears, a pink T-shirt and light blue jeans. He is just like the little puppy of later generations. If you want to be more showy,

What a slut.

When the man saw Cao Mang, he gave him a warm hug.

"Brother Mang." Fang Zihan said with a smile.

"You are getting more and more naughty, this is my bodyguard Shi Hao." Cao Mang said with a smile.

"Handsome guy, can you take us for a ride?" At this time, two Ocean Horse stewardesses wearing toad glasses and carrying suitcases came over and asked in English.

The two Yangma are about 25 or 26 years old. Although they wear toad glasses, they can still tell that they have good looks.

"Two beautiful ladies, I have guests today, how about taking you for a ride another day?" Fang Zihan grabbed the hand of a Yangma and kissed it.

"Isn't it just right for you and your friend to join the four of us?" Zongfa Dayangma glanced at Cao Mang and licked his tongue and said.

"Fang Zihan, okay, stop being so showy, let's go." Cao Mang rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

This Fang Zihan is a perfect humanoid self-propelled cannon. Regardless of race or skin color, as long as he looks good, he will accept anyone who comes.

After Cao Mang finished speaking, he got into the driver's seat and pressed the switch of the trunk. Shi Hao put the luggage in the trunk and got into the car.

"Two beautiful ladies, you see we are not just two people. There is a big guy here. Here is my business card. Let's make an appointment another day." Fang Zihan took out the business card and handed it to the two Yangma and hurriedly got into the passenger seat.

...

"Fang Zihan, if you continue like this, you will become a three-second man sooner or later." Cao Mang said while driving.

"Brother Mang, don't worry. Uncle Li from Xingxingtang gave me a medicine. I just drank it for two weeks. It is said that Uncle Li was the imperial physician of Qianlong." Fang Zihan said with a playful smile.

"I say this because I'm afraid you will get AIDS." Cao Mang said speechlessly.

"Brother Mang, are you going to get jet lag first or something?" Fang Zihan knew that Cao Mang was concerned about him, but he didn't know how to reply, so he had to change the subject.

"There's no need for jet lag. Let's go to your house for a meal first. You can call Luo Changming and the others over. We can practice some in the afternoon," Cao Mang replied.

Luo Changming is the guitarist, Fang Zihan is the bassist, the keyboardist is named Xue Zhihe, the drummer is a native of Lighthouse named Bridger Cobain, and the name of the band is Dragon Band.

"Okay, Brother Mang, I'll call them now." Fang Zihan said and took out his cell phone.

"Has Luo Changming eaten? Is your family ready for dinner? Stop eating and come to my restaurant quickly. Brother Mang has already arrived in Lighthouse Country. Call Xue Zhihe and we will have a meal together later."

Luo Changming and Xue Zhihe were neighbors, so Fang Zihan only called Luo Changming. After hanging up the phone, Fang Zihan called Bridger Cobain.

"Hey, brother, where are you?... Brother Mang has arrived in the Lighthouse Country. Come over to my hotel and have dinner together later... Are there any relatives in your family? Your cousin is at your house?... Bring your cousin here with you.
Chapter completed!