"I do have plans to invest in the United States, but my most important industry is in China. Immigration and green cards are not considered for the time being. If possible, it would be best if the business visa can be longer." Fang Zhe lowered his head and pondered for a while, then gave
Give a vague answer.
"Excuse me, if you need help, you can contact us at any time." Johnson's attitude was very good and he did not mean to force him. After all, he is a rich man. Regardless of his skin color and nationality, as long as there are rich people in the United States, it is best not to
To offend. Of course there are exceptions. If it is raised to the level of "national interest", it will be different. For example, Alstom!
After all, people would come to make money in the future, so Fang Zhe politely walked people to the door. As a businessman, being friendly makes you rich.
Fang Zhe's face changed instantly as he turned around. Wu Mingzhu, who was smiling, trembled when she met his cold eyes.
"Why are you happy? Do you really want me to immigrate?" Fang Zhe asked lightly. Wu Mingzhu was stunned for a moment and then asked a little excitedly: "Have you forgotten the debate about what the relationship should be named a few years ago? Jiangcheng Guazi
Your Majesty, you haven’t forgotten it, right?”
"I will not immigrate. I have always been proud of being Chinese." Fang Zhe shouted a little excitedly, and the living room became quiet. Bova didn't understand. It doesn't mean she is stupid, so she quietly hid back.
He entered the guest room and peeked through the crack in the door.
"What are you yelling at? Mingzhu is also doing this for your own good!" Yun Jue calmly reassured. Fang Zhe looked a little irritable and whispered with a suppressed expression: "Individuals have the right to pursue the good life they think, but please don't put your own life at risk.
Understanding is imposed on others. In my opinion, China is the motherland and homeland. There are so many people who leave and never go back. Have I ever criticized them?"
Without saying a word, Fang Zhe entered the bedroom and packed his luggage. The three women in the living room looked at each other. No one expected that such a thing would be so exciting to Fang Zhe.
When Fang Zhe, who didn't have much luggage, quickly dragged his suitcase out, the three women in the living room all stood up. Bova also came out of the guest room, looking uneasily at the four people who seemed to be confronting each other. Fang Zhe turned around and pointed.
Bova said: "See, this is a living example. Since the beginning of the Cold War, when Dulles proposed peace, peace, evolution, and change, she and her compatriots believed in the subtle propaganda of the Americans, so
Now she is homeless. She can still come out, and more people are living in poverty."
This time Fang Zhe spoke in English, and Bova understood it, with a trace of sadness on her face.
"Fang Zhe, don't do this!" Yun Jue raised his hand to stop him, his face full of pleading.
"I don't have any property in the United States, and I just applied for a business visa. Yesterday we were on Highway 1. Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Fang Zhe asked calmly, Yun Jue stopped talking, and Wu Mingzhu lowered her head.
.
Fang Zhe turned to Qiu Xiaoyou and said: "Help contact the real estate agency and buy a villa in Los Angeles in my name. I will stay in a hotel these days. After buying the house, I will return to China."
"I'm sorry!" Wu Mingzhu suddenly raised her head and looked at Fang Zhe, with tears in her eyes. Fang Zhe looked at her calmly: "I know you feel aggrieved. Is it difficult for you to mention it to me when you came back last night?
It's up to me to decide whether to meet with the immigration bureau. Isn't this the most basic respect for being a friend? I know you think that being able to immigrate is definitely better than staying in the country, but I don't think so. I have a vast world to expand in the country.
If you want to show off your skills, people who want to invest in Netscape in the United States will look down on my money."
"Okay, the first time someone like you is severely punished, you will definitely be convicted of being a gangster." Yun Jue's stab was a bit harsh.
Fang Zhe was stunned at that time, dragging his luggage and continuing to walk out. Yun Jue grabbed his hand and brought it to his mouth, giving him a strong mouthful.
Ouch! After a scream, Fang Zhe didn't struggle, he just let her bite, frowning and enduring the pain.
"You deserve it. All your skills are used to bully women." Wu Mingzhu opened her eyes and told lies. Fang Zhe's eyes widened: "How can you ignore your conscience and just roll your eyes at someone who is innocent?"
"Pfft!" Yun Jue laughed, and was amused by Fang Zhe's expression. The hatred in his heart quickly faded away, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. Fang Zhe took back his hand and took a look at the tooth marks on it, which were oozing blood. Here he comes.
One sentence: "Where can I find a clinic to vaccinate?"
Hahaha, this time Qiu Xiaoyou laughed out loud, and Wu Mingzhu couldn't help turning her head and snorting. Yunjue angrily snatched Fang Zhe's suitcase and dragged it back to the bedroom. Fang Zhe helplessly sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
, look at the injury on his hand: "It's so cruel!"
Qiu Xiaoyou threatened lightly: "You are bullying us like this, be careful next time you get bitten off a piece of flesh."
Fang Zhe looked at her warily: "Where are you looking?" The exchange was still in English, so Bova understood, and tiptoed into the bedroom, hugging Yun Jue's shoulders: "He's not that good either.
?Are you guys fighting for him?"
Yun Jue turned around and said: "You know nothing, let me tell you, he just graduated from a domestic university three years ago. At that time, he earned a million US dollars by his own ability. Then in three years, he is now
He is worth over 100 million U.S. dollars. He did all this from scratch. His parents divorced when he was a child, and the family conditions are very difficult."
This time, Bova's expression also changed: "The pot seller! What a genius in business."
An interview video appeared on TV, and the person being interviewed looked familiar. Fang Zhe soon found out from the conversation that the person being interviewed was called Steve Jobs, and he was still a loser who had fallen from the top.
Qiu Xiaoyou sat down next to Fang Zhe and said: "I know that he, Steve Jobs, used to be the president of Apple. But now he is a loser. Listen to how bitter his words are. Microsoft's operating system has no soul.
, it’s simply ridiculous. When Bill Gates heard this, I don’t know whether he would refute it or treat his words as the incompetent barking of a lost dog.”
Fang Zhe didn't answer Qiu Xiaoyou's words, and quietly watched Jobs on the TV interview saying that Microsoft's success was based on the support of IBM, and there was nothing remarkable about the software developed by Microsoft. After the interview, Fang Zhe said
The hands changed the stage, Qiu Xiaoyou put his elbow on Fang Zhe and said, "Speak."
"What are you talking about? Can't summer insects talk about ice? Steve Jobs is a genius. Bill Gates is even worse than him, but it's not as exaggerated as what Jobs said. Win95 is half a step ahead of the times, and it truly makes computer operation foolproof.
Without hardware technical support, failure of Steve Jobs’s genius idea is inevitable. Therefore, a genius who is ten steps ahead is a lunatic.”
After hearing what Fang Zhe said, Qiu Xiaoyou was silent for a moment: "Are you very optimistic about Steve Jobs?"
"Of course, I firmly believe that when technology and hardware improve in the future, he will achieve a brilliant achievement. But now this has little to do with us. Whether what he said is right or not is not important. What is important is that his thinking is in another dimension. Microsoft
It's not as bad as he said. It's only a matter of time before Bill Gates uses all the favorable conditions to build his software empire and become the richest man in the world." Fang Zhe stood up and walked to the bedroom.
When Qiu Xiaoyou was sitting there in a daze, Wu Mingzhu, who was sitting opposite, said lightly: "This is what Fang Zhe is so good about, he can always see what we can't see."
The two women in the bedroom were whispering, and they separated quickly when Fang Zhe came in. Fang Zhe couldn't understand why the friendship between the two warmed up so quickly. Bova glanced at Fang Zhe with a strange expression and went out.
When Fang Zhe saw her off, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong with her? Her eyes are weird."
"You said something about someone's sadness, can someone feel better?" Yun Jue hung up Fang Zhe's clothes and replied angrily. "Ordinary people are just a speck of dust in the great era. The collapse of the Maozi Alliance,
She is just one of the victims. Her fate was not caused by me, and it has nothing to do with me whether she is comfortable or not."
Fang Zhe, who was leaning against the bed, took out a cigarette and lit it. Yun Jue quickly stuffed an ashtray into him: "Be careful, don't light up the room."
"I met your father during the Chinese New Year." Fang Zhe said lightly, and Yun Jue turned to stare at him nervously: "What?"
"It's nothing, I just showed my support for Yuanda Company. I invested one billion in my name, so what's wrong with giving him some support? It's like I owe him." Fang Zhe couldn't help complaining, but Yun Jue sat down with a smile.
The man beside him said: "Wait until I get back to help you avenge your grievances."
"It's not my fault if you pull me down. I just don't like the condescending attitude of people like you, it's like giving alms."
Qiu Xiaoyou pushed the door open and said, "Do you want to buy the house?" Fang Zhe lay still and said, "Yes, why don't you buy it?"
"Do you want a house in Beverly Hills?" Yun Jue asked through gritted teeth, grabbing Fang Zhe's hand and putting it to her mouth.
"Yes, why not? I'll buy it for you to live in." After Fang Zhe said this, Yun Jue let go of his hand: "Be honest and don't touch it. Someone is watching." Fang Zhe remained unmoved.
Keep going deeper.
Qiu Xiaoyou turned around and left, cursing in a low voice: "You bitch man and woman!"
A week later in Hong Kong City, Fang Zhe walked out of the airport and complained: "The British can't even manage an airport in Hong Kong City, but there are so many yellow-skinned and white-hearted banana people crying and calling them daddy.
"
Qiu Xiaoyou, who was following him, had a look of overwhelming happiness on his face. He held Fang Zhe's arm and dragged his suitcase: "You'd better be careful what you say in this place, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"Haha!" What came to Fang Zhe's mind was the scene of those "waste youths" clamoring for "democracy and freedom", as if the British had given democracy and freedom to the Hong Kong city.
"The company has been registered, and the account is in HSBC. The money you need has been transferred to the account. Do you want to go and see the company?" Qiu Xiaoyou saw the person holding a sign at the exit to take advantage of the opportunity, and he immediately