Los Gatus, there are few vehicles passing by on the brightly lit road at this time, and the houses on both sides are very quiet at this time, which makes the few windows with lights look extremely lonely.

Ma Ling sat on the long workbench in front of the second floor window and was refining the opinions mentioned by Feng Yiping today. After checking a piece of information, he looked at the time in the lower right corner again. It was already 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 have to wait for his father tonight no matter what.

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

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Feng Yiping walked out of a San Jose club at this time, and the drunken Martin Eberhard was accompanied by, "Feng, haha, I have control over it very well. Everyone's first phase of registered capital can last at least one quarter. Hum, I really want to see the expression on Musk's face at the next board meeting."

Straubel, who was still sober, pulled him next to him, "Martin, you're drunk,"

At the beginning of the cooperation, Feng Yiping privately reminded Martin once.

Because in history, Martin and Musk fell in love. Although the essence was to compete for Tesla's control, the reason was that Martin had poor control over costs.

This time, indeed, Musk also complained about Martin's big moves. At the board of directors, especially at the last board of directors held in Spacex in Los Angeles, it was equivalent to being criticized in person.

One is a kind reminder, the other is always accusing him. Martin naturally approached Feng Yiping and had an objection to Musk.

"Do a good job, but don't control it for the sake of control. Our current primary task is to produce results as soon as possible," Feng Yiping tried hard.

"Especially the funds recognized by Strau must be guaranteed with all our strength,"

"Thank you, Von," said engineers like Straw, who likes to hear the most, "When will you come to Tesla to see?"

"There are a lot of things happening in Netflix these two days, so I try to go there before the 21st," it is New Year's Eve on the 21st.

He still hopes to return home for a great reunion.

Here you can 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, then at this time, he would definitely have all his doubts.

His decision was extremely correct. Netflix will return to high technology and move towards a new peak under the leadership of Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping held his hand and said to Martin who was a little excited and Straw who had been calm under the sparse light and shadow of the flowers and trees. "Tesla is undoubtedly under great pressure now, and it can be confirmed that this will continue to be the case in the next few years. At the beginning, we all had expectations,"

Martin and Straw nodded.

"But we must always remember that our silence today is for the glory of the future. The longer we are silent, the more dazzling our future will be,"

"Don't forget that our Tesla is a major project that will definitely change the automotive industry leader in the future - a major project that is worth our efforts to spend a few years. So, now we should not compare with other companies."

When everyone gets together, there will inevitably be comparisons.

When we were at the party just now, Tesla was a little lonely compared to the joy on the Internet. It was developing rapidly, and they were still conducting basic research and development and achieving results, at least a few years later.

Mark Tapenning, I don’t know if he has been too busy with work recently and has no chance to relax or drink alcohol. In short, he quickly poured himself down.

"Don't worry, we're prepared," said Straw, "we're happy for you and Randolph,"

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

"Of course their success is also an inspiration for us, so Feng, you can rest assured that we will work harder next," he clenched his fists.

"We have to work hard, but we can't work hard. We must pay attention to rest. We can't hurry up, right?" Feng Yiping shook hands with the two of them and said goodbye, "Take good care of Mark,"

Until the turn of the lane in front, Feng Yiping could still see the car standing by the side of the road and watching him, and he felt a little relieved.

He has always been generous and cared about these three backbone and shareholders of Tesla. The results are very consistent with his wishes. After two years, Musk has made spacex a lot and has more time to spend on Tesla, he has no hope of fighting for control.

Feng Yiping has never relaxed in his heart about this.

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

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

He is kind, but he is the only one.

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Listening to the snoring of his son beside him, Ma Ling, who was curled up at his feet with the computer, felt that he was about to fall asleep. He couldn't remember the time he yawned, and the headlights finally lit downstairs.

She happily picked up a windbreaker and wrapped it around her body. She ran downstairs like a light gust of wind under her feet. As soon as she arrived at the first floor, she heard the doorbell ringing. As soon as Feng Yiping entered the door, she happily threw herself on him. She yelled several times before remembering to ask, "Where is Owen,"

"He is back home and will pick me up tomorrow morning," Feng Yiping held her aside with one hand, and hugged her upstairs. When he was empty, he still asked, "Where is my son?"

"It's there," Ma Ling finally got off him and hugged him instead. "I insisted on sleeping here, and I want to see you as soon as possible,"

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

Unlike his daughter Amanda, Vincent's sleep is very consistent with his temperament, and he is very quiet. Let's put it this way, many times, the quilt he covered before going to bed is like, and the same is still like when he wakes up in the morning, so he doesn't have to tuck him in the night.

"Where is his room, I'll take him to the bed,"

"No, don't wake him up now, I'll take you to visit first?"

"OK,"

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

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

Its biggest feature is that it is very close to nature in design, especially in the upper floors, where glass can be used, there is no wall.

When you open the window, the trees are just a few meters away. When you close your eyes, you can feel the fragrance of the plants and trees.

The interior is made of white as the main color and paired with brown log flooring, which is very comfortable.

Ma Ling finally took him to sit in the fenced front yard around him and asked proudly, "Do you like it?"

"I like it very much," Feng Yiping hugged her on his thigh.

Indeed, compared to the open yard in the United States, he prefers such a yard with more privacy around it with bungalows.

"As soon as I looked at this house, I knew you would like it," Ma Ling changed to ride on his thigh.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'm sorry," Feng Yiping kissed her lips.

He knew very well that finding a house in a place where he was unfamiliar with him was by no means an easy task, not to mention that she was carrying a child.

"I didn't actually spend much time with Mike's help this time," Ma Ling didn't want him to feel this way, so he picked up his hand and put it on himself.

After a while, she sat down with a monster, looking at Feng Yiping with her eyes in her eyes, "No, don't be here, Vincent is still on the sofa, carry me to the bedroom,"

When he was holding his son to the room, he woke up and called out, "Dad,"

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

When I returned to the master bedroom, the lights turned pink, but what about others?

With the sound of "stepping", in his surprised gaze, Ma Ling walked out of the cloakroom with a little shyness. She was wearing the work outfit during the day... (To be continued.)

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