Bush, asked for leave. After taking half a day off yesterday, Bush asked for leave again today, and for one day. The reason was a cold. This is the first time in the history of the United States 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 out, 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 bookboy 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 letters 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

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Bush's eyes lit up, but then he became sad again. Because, he suddenly remembered that the people who wrote the letter this time were all Chinese Americans, Chinese Americans. How many Chinese Americans are there in the United States? At least more than 3.5 million people. With so many people, one-tenth of them

First, if he writes a letter every day, Bush will be 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 boring letters and harassment letters, then he can ban these people from writing to him. But that can only be done one by one, not in bulk.

Ban. 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 courier company that delivers these letters is Lin Feng's "Fengshen Express". If it is not shipped by "Fengshen Express", then these letters will be shipped once a day, and then even more

Bush is not afraid of letters. He can just destroy them all at once. But this time it is transported by "Fengshen Express", which means that the letters do not come all at once, but in batches. And Lin Feng also said yesterday

, let the letters come one by one. Damn it. It would be a shame if I still go today.

Barbara shrugged helplessly. Her father was the President of the United States, but as a result, he was forced by Lin Feng to pretend to be sick at home and couldn't go out. It would be really embarrassing to talk about it. The dignified President of the United States was run away by Lin Feng.

I dare not go to court, it would be so embarrassing.

Bush didn't take Barbara's sarcasm to heart at all. Instead of going to the White House to be a fool just to gain a moment of popularity, Bush wouldn't dare. In his own small home, he would have a drink and watch a football game.

, how pleasant it is. Just treat it as a day off and let the damn American government affairs and 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 already 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, he sighed secretly. Is this a blessing or a curse? There is no way to avoid disaster. What is supposed to come will come. He waved his hand and stopped the bodyguard from opening the door. He went to open the door himself.

Damn it! Bush opened the door and cursed uncontrollably.

Lin Feng, I’m going to call you cruel!——Bush looked up to the sky and howled wildly.

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, really bullying. There was a long queue outside Bush's courtyard.

How long, Bush didn't know. What Bush knew was that he could not see the end. 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 them all at once and then burn them.

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

As for the others, they remained silent and just smiled.

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

"Faith, go sign for me!" Bush said loudly. Anyway, he has bodyguards, and it is a delusion 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 doesn’t sign it, if it spreads to so many people, it would be a slap in Ellison’s face. 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 had no choice but to continue signing.

"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 ones came out. As if he had become a doorkeeper, Bush stood at the door of his house and began to sign for letters one after another. These letters all came from great sources, and they were all prominent figures in the United States. Who was he?

He couldn't offend him, at least he couldn't slap him 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 was 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 don't have time. 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

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Lin Feng smiled. Sure enough, he 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 has not reached the ideal state. What do you want to interview? Please come back later. I am not free now." Jonathan Rich waved his hand impatiently and turned to leave.

go.

"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 Fengxiao said.

Jonathan Rich frowned.

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

"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 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 he developed himself is still being tested and has many flaws.

, where did Lin Feng come from? And judging from the appearance, Lin Feng might really be an ancient thing. Did someone really develop an air water wheel a hundred years ago?

"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 he pressed the switch.

Jonathan Ritchie 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. After a while, Jonathan Ritchie exclaimed.

Water, there were water stains on the palms of his hands, and more and more water stains appeared on his hands. Later, water flowed directly from the palms of his hands.

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 is

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, "This is how it is, 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 models of water wheels have water filled in the air water wheel. Once started, the water can flow down. I have been deceived several times in the past. Just now I was calculating the capacity of the water in this round ball and the

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 this was an air water wheel! Oh my God, it’s amazing, this is amazing!” Jonathan Ritchie

Looking at the water flowing down in surprise, my eyes were filled with light.

Amazing! 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 Nikola Tesla?"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded.
To be continued...