Chapter 173 Please add a zero for me

"Request? Say it!" Yang Huan said without any hesitation.

Norman Foster also admired this very much.

This Young Master Huan is so decisive and efficient in his work.

"You know, it is often not possible for one person to complete a successful architectural design. I hope to cooperate with the Swiss architectural firm Herzog & de Meuron, which has rich experience in designing sports stadiums."

Yang Huan knew this architectural firm. The famous Bird's Nest and Allianz Arena were designed by them.

Many people may not know that when Herzog and de Meuron designed the Bird's Nest, they also invited Norman Foster to serve as a design consultant.

This kind of thing is quite common in the field of construction. After all, it is too complicated and there are too many tricks involved. No one can be proficient in everything, so cooperation is needed.

Just like on a football field, no one can play eleven positions by himself.

"Okay, sure." Yang Huan agreed readily.

"By the way, Norman, speaking of cooperation, I have a very good friend who is studying at the University of Southampton. She is a very enthusiastic fan of yours and has always hoped to learn from you. I wonder if there is such an opportunity."

Norman Foster noticed that Yang Huan was talking about the female "her" and immediately laughed.

He had heard a lot about Master Huan. Many British newspapers had reported on him and Lim Yoona, for example.

"Master Huan introduced it, so of course there is no problem."

After seeing Norman Foster agree, Yang Huan wondered in his heart whether he should use this as a bargaining chip.

At the very least, Huang Ying should read it and burn it immediately.

But, wouldn’t that be too ungentlemanly?

Forget it, these days gentlemen only play with their balls, while villains play with their penises.

As the saying goes, women don’t love bad men. If you want to pick up girls, you can’t be too gentlemanly.

"Master Huan, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. It's a rare trip to China, and I want to go around and have a look."

Norman Foster is over seventy years old. How much common topics can he have with Yang Huan, who is twenty years old?

Basically, after we finished discussing the matter, we got up and said goodbye.

Yang Huan did not try to keep him and sent him to the door.

Just then I saw Zhang Ning coming upstairs carrying a cardboard box.

"Master Huan, your delivery."

"Express delivery?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. "I haven't bought anything before, how could there be express delivery?"

"I don't know. It seemed to be sent from the United States and delivered to the office in Longhai. They then quickly airlifted it to Sanya." Zhang Ning carried the box and followed Yang Huan back to the living room.

Yang Huan tilted his head and asked in a panic, "It's from America, there won't be a bomb inside, right?"

I haven't done anything against the law. At most, I just picked up girls. No one should want to assassinate me, right?

"Bomb?" Zhang Ning chuckled. Isn't Master Huan's ability of association too strong?

Can a package be associated with a bomb?

Do you really think you are the leader of a country and the target of terrorist attacks?

"Don't say it, it's really possible!" Yang Huan said seriously, and carefully placed the cardboard box on the table.

It looked as if it would really explode if one wasn't careful.

Zhang Ning found it funny to see him playing tricks like this.

"Stop pretending, open it and see what it is. It's like someone is really trying to assassinate you."

Yang Huan looked like he was not careful enough. "There are many people who want to assassinate me. Some are jealous of my good looks, some are envious of my talent, and some can't stand the fact that I am always accompanied by a delicate lady named Zhang..."

When Zhang Ning heard what he said before, he couldn't help but throw glares at him. Isn't this guy too narcissistic?

But when he finished speaking, his ears turned red.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huan clicked his tongue twice, "Thinking carefully, there are indeed quite a few people who want to assassinate me."

After he finished speaking, he laughed and waved his hand, "So, Zhang Ning, get out quickly, be careful of bombs."

Zhang Ning was grinning from ear to ear, but he was squatting in front of the table, facing Yang Huan, with the cardboard box between them. He had no intention of leaving at all. He looked as if saying, go ahead and take it apart, I just want to watch you take it apart!

"I am so touched. At the critical moment, before the bomb exploded, you actually risked your life for me. I am so touched!"

Zhang Ning laughed so hard at this that he couldn't help but scolded, "Tear it down quickly!"

She was very curious. What on earth was it?

Yang Huan took a fruit knife from the table, gently cut open the carton, and saw a layer of foam inside.

"It's well wrapped!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

"What is this?" Zhang Ning came over curiously.

She was wearing a red shirt with an open collar today. When she leaned forward, the collar immediately fell down, revealing her charming collarbone.

What a pity, if the collar were buttoned up, it would be visible.

Zhang Ning saw that Yang Huan didn't make a move, so she looked up and saw his eyes staring at her chest. Although she knew it wouldn't expose her, she still patted her collar hard, her face slightly red, and she cursed shyly, "Pervert!"

"How am I a pervert? I am appreciating your beauty with an artistic eye, okay?" Yang Huan defended himself aggrievedly, "Compared to those artists who paint nudes, I just can't paint, but the way I appreciate art is the same, understand?"

Zhang Ning found it funny. After all, this guy had his reasons for everything he said and did.

"Besides, I've already touched it, why would I be afraid of people seeing it?"

This sentence made Zhang Ning feel embarrassed again.

She knew that if she stayed any longer, he would become more and more outrageous.

"Forget it, you just want to kick me out? I'm leaving!" Zhang Ning stood up angrily.

Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand, "Sha You La La."

Zhang Ning is full of doubts now. He doesn't know what is in this box. It is so mysterious, and they don't dare to let him see it?

Could it be... **?

The more I think about it, the more this possibility seems!

I heard that when he was in the UK, this guy exchanged some toys that were not suitable for children with a beautiful reporter.

However, now that you have said you want to leave, it would be embarrassing to stay any longer.

Watching Zhang Ning leave, Yang Huan smiled slyly. Looking at her expression, this girl must have had some bad thoughts.

Actually, there is nothing big here, it's just a virtual helmet.

Yang Huan did not expect that the other party was so efficient and it took only a few days to send it from the United States.

Taking out the foam from the carton revealed the true appearance inside.

“Wow, no way, such a crude and simple thing?” Yang Huan felt like he was going to collapse.

This helmet can basically be said to be assembled together, and many places still need to be wrapped with tape. It looks like a trick no matter how you look at it.

But for it, Yang Huan spent ten thousand dollars.

"What a rip-off! Isn't this too fake?" Yang Huan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Money is not really important to him. The most important thing is that he is a little disappointed with this prototype.

Currently, the biggest use of virtual helmets is playing games, but in Yang Huan’s opinion, there are so many other places where they can be used.

For example, it is used in player training.

I once saw in the newspaper in my previous life that Chelsea had a training program called the Meditation Room, which was said to have been brought by Ancelotti. Through hypnosis, the players could return to the scenes of the mistakes they had made in the game and experience them firsthand.

Just imagine, if we have a virtual helmet, why bother with hypnosis? We can just let the players train with the virtual helmet.

By then combining it with things like ball-serving machines, it will be possible to simulate the competition venue to the greatest extent possible.

Not only the adult team, but the youth team can also participate in such training.

This kind of training, which is as close to actual combat as possible, plays a huge role in the improvement and progress of players.

If combined with data analysis, it may be possible to maximize the success rate of youth training.

In other words, we are not far from creating artificial genius.

In fact, when it comes to artificial genius, there is no need to make it seem so far away and sci-fi.

Cristiano Ronaldo of Real Madrid and Messi of Barcelona are two of the greatest man-made geniuses in the world. Everything about them is carefully crafted by the coaches and trainers around them according to tailor-made scientific training.

Anyone who saw Cristiano Ronaldo and Messi when they debuted and then looked at them now would not deny this.

In addition to football, there are many other places where virtual helmets can be used.

However, after seeing this virtual helmet that looked like a copycat, he was disappointed.

Two sets of lenses, an LED display, and two rough images form a bad 3D effect. Is this a virtual helmet?

Yang Huan even thought that if he went to Shenzhen, the capital of counterfeits, and found someone to make this thing, it probably wouldn't take much time.

"You still want people to invest in this crappy thing?"

After wearing it for a while, Yang Huan felt dizzy and threw it on the table.

If that guy named Palmer Luckey, or the guy who set up the gift cards on WRAPP, were in front of him right now, he would definitely want to slap them.

It's pure nonsense!

"Hey, Brother Huan, how come you have this thing?"

Zhuang Zicheng had been standing at the door since some point and was shocked to see Yang Huan casually throwing the virtual helmet on the table.

Then he saw him running over quickly, picking up the virtual helmet on the table that Yang Huan had just discarded with great heartache. He looked left and right, and it seemed familiar to him no matter how he looked at it, especially the strong sense of copycat.

Isn't this something his friend made?

"Do you know what this is?" Yang Huan asked curiously.

"Virtual helmet." Zhuang Zicheng stared at Yang Huan very seriously when answering.

"Brother Huan, is your account on WRAPP called Young Master Huan?"

Yang Huan nodded, "Yes, there is only one like this one."

"It's really you!" Zhuang Zicheng's face was full of shock, and he didn't even care that the virtual helmet in his hand fell off.

"I've always been wondering, who is so rich that he would give out $10,000 all at once, and the mailing address is also the WeChat company headquarters in Longhai, so I guessed it must be you."

He had wanted to ask Yang Huan for investment before, but who would have thought that Yang Huan would come to him on his own initiative.

But he understood, but Yang Huan was still confused.

"Wait, wait, wait, let me be clear, what's going on?"

Zhuang Zicheng chuckled and spread his hands, "I am the creator of that gift card."

Yang Huan was a little dumbfounded. He was just thinking that if he saw the creation of the gift card, he would teach him a lesson. He didn't expect that he would come to him on his own initiative as soon as he turned around.

But, can such a young and handsome guy take action?

"Wow, this life is so fucked up!" This is all Yang Huan could think of.

Where do so many coincidences come from?

"Wait, how do you know the mailing address and my information?" Yang Huan thought about it and felt something was wrong.

Aren't these things only visible to that guy named Palmer Luckey?

Zhuang Zicheng laughed in a very harmless way.

"Are you a hacker?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

Oh my god, so this is what a hacker looks like?

Too tender?

"I guess so." Zhuang Zicheng nodded.

But Yang Huan shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

"Why?" Zhuang Zicheng was dumbfounded. What was there to believe or not believe?

"Unless you prove it to me." This time Yang Huan learned his lesson.

Damn it, don’t turn around and get fooled again.

"How do you prove it?"

"Please add another zero to the number in my bank account!"