Black Technology Refresher Manual

Stanford University is located in Palo Alto, California, and the nearest airport is San Francisco International Airport.

The drive from San Francisco Airport to Stanford University is about an hour, and if the traffic is smooth, it will take about forty minutes.

After the plane landed, Professor Pan took Sheng Mingan and another student out of the airport.

A car was waiting for them outside the airport.

Professor Pan got into the car first and said, "I'll inform those who are PhD students at Stanford in advance that a senior from the School of Science and Technology of your University of Science and Technology will come to pick you up. He should be here soon. You wait here for a while. I have something to do. I'll go tomorrow." Stanford joins you."

After speaking, he waved to the driver to drive, leaving Sheng Mingan and Professor Pan's students at the airport.

The student's surname is Lu, a master's degree from the junior class of the School of Physics, University of Science and Technology, and worked in Professor Pan's research institute for two years.

Senior brother Lu has become accustomed to the unreliable behavior of the mentor leaving them halfway, and turned his head to comfort Sheng Ming'an who encountered this situation for the first time: "The professor said that the informer came to pick us up, it must be a notice, don't worry."

But he quickly added: "If Senior Brother Hong indulges in scientific research and forgets the professor's instructions, then we may have to find a place to live by ourselves."

It turned out that the student that Professor Pan entrusted was named Hong, and from Brother Lu's tone, it seems that such a thing is likely to happen?

Sheng Ming'an said calmly: "I downloaded the California electronic map and software navigation. As long as I understand the road signs and maps, and can communicate in English, we can take a car to Stanford by ourselves. Oh, and I also brought enough US dollars."

Senior Brother Lu was quite surprised when he heard this: "Have you ever been abroad?"

Sheng Mingan raised his eyes, hesitated for a moment and said: "This is the process that my friend told me what to do if I go abroad. He mainly exchanged the US dollars for me."

This friend is of course Chen Jingqiu.

No one except Chen Jingqiu knew about Sheng Mingan's participation in the Solvay Physics Conference, not even Ma Guangda and the others. They only thought that he had asked for leave to spend time in a laboratory of HKUST.

Senior Brother Lu sighed: "Your friend is very thoughtful!"

Sheng Ming'an smiled and agreed with Brother Lu's praise of Chen Jingqiu.

Chen Jingqiu is indeed very reliable.

Afterwards, they waited in place for half an hour before Senior Brother Hong drove to pick them up.

Brother Hong is in his thirties, looks very young, wears glasses, and has a rather elegant demeanor. When he saw Sheng Mingan and the two of them, he greeted them warmly, and then drove them to a hotel near Stanford University to stay.

The hotel was customized by the organizer of the Solvay Physics Conference for all the physicists who were invited to attend the conference. Sheng Mingan and Brother Lu entered the hotel and reported Professor Pan's name and got the hotel room number.

It was just a single room, and Professor Pan had already told Senior Brother Hong to help him book two more single rooms. Fortunately, Senior Brother Hong made sure to book the hotel first, otherwise Sheng Mingan and the others might really have to squeeze into a single room.

Despite the fact that no more than 30 physicists were invited by the Chairman of Solvay Physics, there are quite a few physicists from all over the world who came to watch the conference.

In addition, there are students and assistants brought by the professor, as well as countless civilian scientists and young physicists who are trying to make a big splash in this world-renowned conference, so the nearby hotels are basically booked out.

Moreover, Stanford is adjacent to Silicon Valley and is located in the center of the world-renowned high-tech company group, so the flow of people is already huge.

So every Solvay conference is the peak season for hotels in Palo Alto.

Brother Hong sent Sheng Mingan and the two to the elevator, and carefully told them: "The day after tomorrow is the official start of the meeting. You can take advantage of these two days to visit Stanford or Silicon Valley, but in fact, you can finish it in half a day. There is no interesting scenery. .Don't go out at night, don't go to the bar without acquaintances by your side...Okay, I'm almost done talking, call me if you need anything."

Both Sheng Ming'an and Senior Brother Lu nodded, said goodbye to Senior Brother Hong, went into the elevator and went upstairs, because the rooms were on different floors, they separated halfway.

Opening the door and entering the room, Sheng Mingan opened the curtains first, looking at the greenery and red brick roof buildings not far away.

That's Stanford's meadows and college buildings.

Stanford University ranks second in the world's famous universities, second only to Harvard. It used to be a poor university that was not favored. Because of its vast land, it was rented out to alumni to start companies, and it developed into a world-renowned Silicon Valley.

Now it is the core of Silicon Valley, located in the middle of many high-tech company buildings, but it has a quiet atmosphere because of its rich academic atmosphere.

Sheng Mingan took out his mobile phone and took a photo, watched it for a while and sent it to Chen Jingqiu: [Stanford University. 】

After two seconds, Chen Jingqiu replied: 【Are you there? 】

Sheng Ming'an: [Yes. 】

Chen Jingqiu: [Are you planning to go out to play? 】

Sheng Ming'an: [Let's talk about it. 】

When he was bored, Sheng Mingan sent the photos he took just now to the bib without accompanying text.

Dozens of messages appeared after the refresh, basically screaming and asking where the photo is, whether Sheng Mingan can post a selfie, etc. A few sharp-eyed people saw that the photo was Stanford University, but they only thought Sheng Ming'an wanted to go to this school to study as a graduate student.

[Shengshen wants to go abroad for further study, so I suggest you choose ua.Although Shengshen turned over ua's doctorate in optics last time, in general, ua's School of optics is still super strong. 】

[Stanford is awesome, yes, but it is not the best prestigious school in the Department of Physics. 】

[Shengshen chooses carefully! 】

[No——Sheng Shen is only a freshman, so he started thinking about going abroad for further study so soon? 】

[Sheng Shen, please take two selfies.Fans are hungry——]

There are not many comments, and the attention of fans has also dropped. It can barely maintain the line of one million fans, because half of them are Sheng Mingan who is concerned about his face. Seeing that he has not been open for a long time and does not post photos, he quickly loses enthusiasm.

The rest either insist on looking at his face, or admire his academic achievements. There should be a small group of diehard fans who started to pay attention to him after the Jinzhou Bridge collapsed, not because of his appearance and talent, but only because of his character.

Sheng Mingan didn't reply, he withdrew from the scarf, turned his phone upside down and went to take a shower.

After washing, he turned on his phone and saw that Chen Jingqiu had withdrawn three or four messages. Sheng Mingan couldn't help being curious: 【? 】

Chen Jingqiu quickly replied: 【It's nothing, we'll talk about it later.Take some rest first. 】

Sheng Ming'an was a little puzzled, but he could see that Chen Jingqiu didn't want to continue the chat, so he didn't ask any further.

It's five or six in the afternoon, and there's nothing interesting outside except bars and nightclubs, and it's dangerous, so it's better to stay in the room and continue thinking about how to implement quantum error correction.

At the same time, San Diego International Airport.

Dressed in formal attire, Chen Jingqiu, whose black hair was sprayed with hairspray, showed handsome and profound features, walked out of the airport with long legs. Her height of nearly 1.9 meters is particularly eye-catching even in the United States where the average per capita is 1.8 meters.

What's more, his facial features have both western three-dimensionality and oriental restraint, coupled with a strong and ruthless aura that has never been shown in front of Sheng Mingan, making him a man who has attracted much attention at the airport at this time.

If the age is not told, no one will know that he is actually the age that should be called a boy.

There was a black Cadillac parked outside the airport, but the driver was a very slovenly man in overalls.The uncle in work clothes, wearing white gloves, opened the rear door to signal Chen Jingqiu to enter.

Chen Jingqiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the white gloves of the uncle in overalls.

The bearded man in overalls shrugged and said in fluent Mandarin: "They made me pay attention to etiquette."

The implication is that I pay more attention to etiquette while wearing white gloves to help you open the door.

Chen Jingqiu didn't say much, and got into the car.

Seeing this, the uncle in tooling looked at Chen Jingqiu twice more, thinking that this man could hold his breath, but the next moment he thought about the purpose of his coming to San Diego to buy an Asmer lithography machine.

Even if it is an outdated second-hand product, it is estimated that it will return empty-handed.

Who made him a Chinese?

No matter how rich you are, the world's top craftsmanship and technology will never be open to China.

Uncle Tooling is the matchmaker of the sellers that Chen Jingqiu contacted in San Diego this time, commonly known as an intermediary.

Chen Jingqiu in the back seat closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, and looked calm, as if he had a well-thought-out plan and the arrogance of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Only he himself knew that the purpose of this trip was not limited to that second-hand lithography machine.

He mentally called up the profile of the driver who was concentrating on driving.

——Wandao native, named Lin Chengjian, used to be a senior chip manufacturing engineer at Qualcomm.