Rebirth of the Evil Life

Bush, take a leave of absence. After taking half a day off yesterday, Bush took another day off today. The reason is still a cold. This is the first time in American history that a president has taken sick leave for two consecutive days.

"Daddy, are you really not going to the White House today?" Barbara asked curiously.

"I'm sick, so I won't go!" Bush said loudly.

"Daddy, you are the President of the United States and you are actually pretending to be ill. If this spreads, your approval rating will definitely drop by more than ten percentage points!" Barbara said with a shrug.

"I will not go to the White House to be a book boy for a day, and I will never let Lin Feng play tricks on me!" Bush said coldly.

Barbara shook her head helplessly.

"Daddy, if you can hide today, can you hide tomorrow? I think you might as well make a law to restrict others from sending you letters!" Barbara said.

Bush's eyes lit up, but after thinking about it, he became depressed again. This ordinary citizen has the right to send a letter to the President of the United States. That is a right granted by the U.S. Constitution, and he has no ability to change it.

"Stupid, Daddy, you can restrict foreigners from sending letters to the President of the United States! That way, no matter how many Chinese people there are, there will be no more Chinese. Who in the United States would be so boring and write letters to the President every day!" Barbara said .

Bush's eyes lit up, but then became sad again. Because, he suddenly remembered that the people writing this time were all Chinese Americans, Chinese Americans. How many Chinese Americans are there? At least more than 3.5 million. With so many people, one in ten of them, writing a letter every day, Bush would be extremely busy every day. Although these people are all Chinese, they all have American passports, and Bush has no law prohibiting them.

Unless Bush has reason to prove that the letters they wrote are purely frivolous letters and harassment letters, then he can prohibit these people from writing to him. But that can only be done one by one, not all at once. In this case, Bush thought about it and gave up the idea. He didn't have the time to waste time with these people.

Of course, there is another reason for his current predicament, that is, the express company that delivers these letters is Lin Feng's "Fengshen Express". If it is not shipped by "Fengshen Express". Then these letters will be delivered once a day, and then even if there are more letters, Bush will not be afraid, just destroy them all at once. But this time it was transported by "Fengshen Express", which meant that the letters did not come all at once, but in batches. And Lin Feng promised yesterday that the letters would come one by one. Oh shit. It would be a shame if I still go today.

Barbara shrugged helplessly. My father is the president of the United States, so what happened? But he was forced by Lin Feng to pretend to be sick at home and not go out. It would be really embarrassing if he wanted to go out. The dignified President of the United States. Those who were squeezed out by Lin Feng did not dare to go to court, it was so embarrassing.

Regarding the sarcasm between Barbara's words,

Bush didn't care at all. Bush would not dare to go to the White House to be a fool just to gain temporary popularity. How comfortable it is to have a drink and watch a football game in your own little home. Just take it as a day off and let this damn American government run its course. Let Lin Fengdu go to hell!

"Mr. President, are you at home? A letter has arrived!" Just when President Bush was at his most comfortable, a harsh voice broke Bush's tranquility.

"What! Letters! There are still letters arriving!" Bush exclaimed! He is hiding at home, and there are still letters? This is too bullying!

"Father, there's mail!" Barbara shouted loudly in the back room. The doorbell jingled, which was annoying to death.

Bush frowned. After thinking about it, I sighed to myself, this is a blessing, not a curse, it is a curse that cannot be avoided, what is supposed to come will eventually come. Wave. Stop asking the bodyguard to open the door and open it yourself.

**! Bush opened the door. He couldn't help but cursed.

Lin Feng, I'm going to be cruel to you! ——Bush roared to the sky.

He knew that he shouldn't be so excited, but at this time, he really couldn't help but be excited. This was too bullying, it was too bullying. There was a long queue outside Bush's small courtyard. Bush didn't know how long the queue was. What Bush knew was that he couldn't see the end of the queue. Moreover, these people were very orderly, smiling, looking at Bush, and nodding slightly.

"Mr. President, please sign for your letter!" the first one shouted.

Bush frowned and gritted his teeth.

"Are you all called here by Lin Feng?" Bush asked loudly.

Everyone just smiled and said nothing.

Bush frowned.

"Are you all here to send letters?" Bush asked again. If so, then he would collect it all at once and burn it.

"President Bush, I'm a courier. Whether they are, I don't know!" said the first person in line.

Others remained silent and just smiled.

Bush glared at everyone fiercely, knowing that these people were instigated by Lin Feng to tease him. But he is not someone to be bullied.

"Faith, go sign for me!" Bush said loudly. Anyway, he has bodyguards, and it is delusional to want to exhaust himself to death.

"President Bush, this is a letter handwritten by Mr. Ellison. He asked you to sign for it personally!" said the postman who was first in line.

President Bush frowned. Can he not sign this? If he didn't sign, so many people would spread the word, which would be a slap in Ellison's face, and Ellison is a Jew, and the Jews are very united.

Bush reluctantly signed for it.

"President Bush, this is a handwritten letter from Mr. Donald Trump. Please sign for it!" The second person stood up again.

Can I not sign for this? Otherwise, it will be trouble again, just sign for it! Bush reluctantly continued to sign.

"President Bush, this is a handwritten letter from Mr. Bernard Madoff. I hope Mr. President will sign it!" A third person stood up again.

Bush depressedly continued to sign.

Then, the fourth and fifth came out. As if he had become a doorkeeper, Bush stood at the door of his home and began to sign for letters one after another. These letters all come from great sources, and they are all well-known figures in the United States. He cannot offend anyone, at least he cannot slap them in the face like this in front of so many people. That would be too much, and he couldn't afford to offend so many people.

Damn it, when did Lin Feng have so many connections in the United States? - Bush said with a frown.

Damn it, Lin Feng, sooner or later I will take revenge on you! ——Bush muttered to himself, while signing, he cursed Lin Feng.

What is Lin Feng doing at this moment? Lin Feng came to a research laboratory at Washington State University and found a middle-aged man.

"Are you Mr. Jonathan Rich?" Lin Feng asked.

"I am, who are you? Also. If you want to interview me, I'm not free. I still have a lot of experiments to do!" Jonathan Rich glanced at Lin Feng, then held the frame of the mirror and said impatiently .

Lin Feng smiled. Sure enough, I found the right person.

"Mr. Rich, I heard that you are developing an air-water wheel. How is the progress?" Lin Feng asked.

Jonathan Rich frowned.

"No, I am developing an air-water wheel. However, the current progress is not ideal. What do you want to interview? Please come back later. I am not free now." Jonathan Rich waved his hand impatiently. Turn around and leave.

"Mr. Rich, I am not a reporter, but I am here to work with you to research and develop something! Restore something from a hundred years ago. And let it serve the people!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Jonathan Rich frowned.

"What? But I'm just studying air and water wheels, and I'm not interested in other fields for the time being. If you have something you want to retro, please find someone else!" Jonathan Rich said.

"What if it was an air water wheel from a hundred years ago?" Lin Feng smiled.

"What! An air water wheel from a hundred years ago! Don't be ridiculous, how is that possible!" Jonathan Rich exclaimed.

How could there be an air-water wheel a hundred years ago? You must know that this concept was only proposed in the past 10 years or so. How could there be an air-water wheel a hundred years ago? At first impression, Jonathan Rich thought that Lin Feng was a liar, a big liar.

Lin Feng smiled and did not answer, but took out the "air and water wheel" invented by Tesla from his arms.

"This..." Jonathan Rich's eyes jumped. Isn't this the prototype of the "air water wheel"? The air water wheel he developed looks like this. However, the one I developed myself is still under testing and has many flaws. Where did Lin Feng come from? And judging from the appearance, Lin Feng might really be an ancient thing, a hundred years ago. Has anyone really developed an air-water wheel?

"Excuse me, is this an air water tanker?" Jonathan Rich asked doubtfully.

Lin Feng smiled and did not answer. He just put the "golf"-like thing in his hand into the palm of Jonathan Ritchie's hand. Then flip the switch.

Jonathan Rich felt a slight vibration in the palm of his hand, and heard a subtle sound of electricity in his ears. Then he felt a slight coolness in the palm of his hand, and after a while, Jonathan Rich exclaimed.

Water, there were water stains on his palms, and there were more and more water stains on his hands. Afterwards, water flowed directly from the palm of his hand.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, Jonathan Rich silently counted the water flow, and waited until 13 minutes before exclaiming.

"Oh my god, this is really an air water wheel, it's really an air water wheel! Oh my God, this is amazing!" Jonathan Rich screamed, "Oh my god, sir, sir, can you tell me, this Who invented the air water wheel? Was it really invented a hundred years ago? This is amazing, amazing!”

Lin Feng smiled.

"Mr. Rich, before I answer you, I have a question, and that is why you waited until 13 minutes before you started barking!" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Jonathan Rich suppressed the excitement in his heart and said slowly, "That's it, this gentleman, many people know that I am researching air-water wheels, but I have never succeeded, so many scammers come to me, who have the air?" Many of the water wheel models have water filled in them. Once started, water can flow down. I was deceived several times. Just now I was calculating the water capacity of this ball. Flow rate, calculate the volume of water. I was sure that the water flowing out was far more than the volume inside, and then I determined that it was an air water wheel! Oh my God, it’s amazing, it’s amazing!” Jonathan Rich! Looking at the water flowing down in amazement, his eyes were filled with light.

magic! This is amazing!

"Sir, was this thing really invented a hundred years ago? Who made it?" Jonathan Rich asked hurriedly.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Mr. Rich, this air-water wheel is indeed a product from a hundred years ago, and the person who produced this air-water wheel was made by the most outstanding and controversial scientist in the past few hundred years - Mr. Tesla. !" Lin Feng explained.

"Mr. Tesla!" Jonathan Rich was stunned, and then exclaimed, "Mr. Lin, are you talking about that Nikola Tesla?"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

"Oh my God, my God!" Jonathan Rich exclaimed repeatedly, "Mr. Tesla is so great, so great. He could actually invent the air and water wheel a hundred years ago. This is so great!"

Lin Feng looked helplessly at the slightly crazy Jonathan Rich, wondering if all these scientists were like this and could be so crazy.

It took a long time for Jonathan Leach to regain his composure.

"Sir, since you already have the prototype of Mr. Tesla's air and water vehicle, why do you still need to cooperate with me? You can develop it by yourself. Even if you have no money, with this prototype, you can You need to get funds from venture capital, but you don’t need to cooperate with me at all!” Jonathan Rich said in frustration.

He has been studying air-water wheels for ten years. During these ten years, he has failed countless times and spent countless funds. His wife and children all left him because of his obsession with studying air-water wheels. Now, it can be said that he has nothing. In the end, he was forced to join the research laboratory of Washington State University and signed a technology transfer agreement with Washington State University (once he developed the air-water wheel, Washington State University would acquire its ownership, and he would receive Its profit is divided into 10% every year. Of course, if it cannot be researched, Washington State University has the right to terminate the transaction at any time). As a result, now that Lin Feng has Tesla’s air and water tanker from a century ago, what use does it have?

Jonathan Rich suddenly felt that he had become a waste. He had worked hard for many years, but in the end it was all in vain!

Thinking of this, Jonathan Rich suddenly collapsed. After years of hard work, his ideals were gone. Now, he was completely finished.

Lin Feng looked at Jonathan Rich who was lying limply on the ground in shock, and quickly helped him up.

"Mr. Rich, Mr. Rich, you are not a waste. You still need to repair this thing! Otherwise, why would I come to you!" Lin Feng quickly persuaded. He was really afraid that Jonathan Rich would lose his will. , in that case, I would be depressed.

"What? This thing still needs to be repaired?" Jonathan Rich slowly exhaled a breath, and he gradually woke up.

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