Chapter 1287 Waiting (Jian Ran Qing Yi Yan 10)

In Los Gatos, there were few vehicles passing by on the brightly lit road at this time, and the houses on both sides were very quiet at this time, making the few windows with lights on appear extremely lonely.

Ma Ling sat behind the long workbench in front of the window on the second floor. She was detailing the opinions Feng Yiping mentioned today. After checking a piece of information, she looked at the time in the lower right corner again and saw that it had quietly passed ten o'clock.

She looked back at her son, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa behind her, and shook her head helplessly.

This kid said he would wait for his father tonight no matter what.

She quietly got up and went to the cloakroom, sketched in front of the dressing table, and then changed her loose home clothes into home pajamas. After finishing this work, it was almost 11 o'clock, but the guy hadn't arrived yet?

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Feng Yiping just walked out of a club in San Jose at this time, accompanied by a slightly drunk Martin Eberhard, "Feng, haha, I have good control. At least the first phase of the registered capital is still there." Can it last for more than a quarter? Hum, I really want to see the expression on Musk’s face during the next board meeting,”

Straubel, who was still sober, pulled him beside him and said, "Martin, you are drunk."

Regarding cost and expenditure control, Feng Yiping reminded Martin in private once at the beginning of the cooperation.

Because historically, Martin and Musk had a falling out. Although the essence was to compete for control of Tesla, the cause was also Martin's unsatisfactory cost control.

This time, as expected, Musk also criticized Martin's big moves. At the board meeting, especially the last one held at SpaceX in Los Angeles, it was equivalent to a face-to-face accusation.

One is a kind reminder, and the other is always accusing. Martin naturally gets close to Feng Yiping and has opinions about Musk.

"We're doing a good job, but don't control for the sake of control. Our first priority right now is to produce results as soon as possible," Feng Yiping said reluctantly.

"Especially those funds approved by Straw must be fully guaranteed,"

"Thank you, Feng," is what engineers like Straw like to hear most, "When are you coming to Tesla?"

“There are a lot of things going on at Netflix these two days, so I’ll try to get there before the 21st.” The 21st is New Year’s Eve.

He still hopes to return to China for a happy reunion.

You can still vaguely hear Randolph's hearty laughter in the club. Today, he is the happiest person.

If before today, he still had some doubts deep down in his heart, then at this time, his doubts were definitely gone.

My decision is extremely correct. Under the leadership of Feng Yiping, Netflix will return to high technology and move towards a new peak.

Feng Yiping held his hands and said to the somewhat excited Martin and the always calm Straw under the sparse light and shadow of the flowers and trees, "Tesla is undoubtedly under a lot of pressure now, and it is certain that in the next few years, This will always be the case, and we all expected it from the beginning,"

Martin and Straw nodded.

"However, we must always keep in mind that our silence today is for the glory of the future. The longer we remain silent, the more dazzling our future will be."

"Don't forget, our Tesla is a big project that will definitely change the structure of the automobile industry, the leader of modern industry, in the future. It is worth our efforts for several years. So, let's not compare ourselves with other companies now,"

When everyone gets together, comparisons are inevitable.

At the party just now, compared to the joy on the Internet side, Tesla was a little lonely. There was rapid development, but they were still carrying out basic research and development, and it would be at least a few years before the results were available. thing.

Mark Tarpenning didn't know whether it was because he had been too busy at work recently and had no chance to relax, or he was drinking too much. In short, he drank himself to the point of falling down very quickly.

"Don't worry Feng, we are prepared," Straw said, "We are happy for you and happy for Randolph,"

Martin also said seriously, "We have discussed it a long time ago and strive to produce results within five years, so now when we see the success of other companies, we will be a little envious, but we will not be depressed because of it. After all, we are engaged in different industry,"

"Of course, their success is also an incentive for us, so Feng, you can rest assured that we will definitely work harder in the future," he clenched his fist.

"You have to work hard, but you can't go all out. You must pay attention to rest. You can't rush this, right?" Feng Yiping shook hands with the two of them and said goodbye. "Take good care of Mark."

When he turned in the lane ahead, Feng Yiping could still see the car standing on the roadside watching him, and he felt a little relieved.

He has always been very generous and caring to these three backbones and shareholders of Tesla. The current results are also very consistent with his wishes. In two years, Musk will be busy with SpaceX and there will be more When he spends too much time on Tesla, he has no hope of fighting for control.

Regarding this point, Feng Yiping has never relaxed in his heart.

For Tesla's success, he needs people like Musk to join him, but for his own benefit, he must be wary of Musk.

He would not naively think that because he has a good relationship with Musk now, Musk will not have such thoughts in the future.

He is kind, but he is evil.

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Listening to her son's snoring, Ma Ling, who was curled up at his feet with a computer, felt that she was about to fall asleep. She couldn't remember how many times she yawned when the car lights downstairs finally came on.

She happily picked up a windbreaker and wrapped it around her. She ran downstairs like a gust of wind. As soon as she reached the first floor, she heard the doorbell ring. As soon as Feng Yiping entered the door, she happily threw herself on him. After several sips of mouthfuls, she remembered to ask, "Where is Owen?"

"He went home and will pick me up tomorrow morning," Feng Yiping held her with one hand and walked upstairs with her in his arms. When he had time, he did not forget to ask, "Where is our son?"

"He is over there," Ma Ling finally got off him and held him instead, "I insisted on sleeping here because I wanted to see you first,"

Feng Yiping squatted down, looked at his sleeping son, and gently touched his head twice, "So cute,"

Unlike his daughter Amanda, Vincent's sleeping style is very consistent with his temperament. He is very quiet. Let's put it this way. Many times, the quilt he covered before going to bed is still the same when he gets up in the morning, and he doesn't need to tuck him in at night.

"His room is here. I'll carry him to bed,"

"No, don't wake him up now. I'll show you around first?"

"Okay,"

"Wait," Ma Ling excitedly turned on all the lights upstairs and downstairs, including the lights in the yard, and took Feng Yiping to visit from upstairs to downstairs.

This house is actually a bit old. It was built in the 1980s, but it has been well maintained and carefully maintained before. It looks like new.

Its biggest feature is that the design is very close to nature, especially upstairs. Where glass can be used, walls are never used.

Open the window, the trees are just a few meters away. Close your eyes and you can feel the air with the fragrance of plants and trees.

The interior is mainly white, with brown original wood floors, which is very comfortable.

Ma Ling finally took him to sit in the front yard surrounded by walls, and asked with some pride, "Do you like it?"

"I like it very much," Feng Yiping held her on his thighs.

Indeed, compared to the open yards in the United States, he prefers this yard surrounded by bungalows and more privacy.

"As soon as I saw this house, I knew you would like it," Ma Ling changed to sitting on his lap.

"You've worked hard, I'm sorry," Feng Yiping kissed her on the lips.

He knew very well that it was not an easy task to find a house in an unfamiliar place, not to mention that she had a child with her.

"This time, with Mike's help, I didn't spend much time," Ma Ling didn't want him to feel this way, so she took his hand and put it on herself.

After a while, she sat down strangely, looking at Feng Yiping with spring in her eyes, "No, not here, Vincent is still on the sofa, carry me to the bedroom,"

When she carried her son to the room, he woke up and called out, "Dad,"

"Hey," Feng Yiping kissed his son, "Dad is here," Vincent squeezed comfortably into Feng Yiping's arms, and snored again with satisfaction. The little guy was still sleepy at this time.

When they returned to the master bedroom, the light turned pink, but where was she?

With the sound of "tapping", Ma Ling came out of the cloakroom shyly in his surprised eyes, wearing the work clothes she wore during the day...

ps: The third update will still be after 9 o'clock, I will try to be early.