Chapter 149

The trip to Silicon Valley came to a successful end. Tracy came for nearly a week and his main purpose was completed.

I also saw the semi-finished products of e-book readers before I left. I am quite satisfied with this. It has been only about two months since I put forward the plan. Such progress is good.

In addition to seeing the development of new potatoes in Silicon Valley this time, the most important thing is his two new plans.

On youtube, the video sharing website, Joe green and Chris Hughes promised to help him, which left him a lot of heart.

In another project, twitter, Tracy was very interesting and didn't speak.

Said, these two guys may not be willing to help. In particular, this project is still troublesome. It can't get around anyone.

This person is the pioneer of blog technology and the founder of blogger Evan Williams.

You can't get past this guy if you want to get twitter out. Leaving aside the founder rashly, I'm afraid it will be countered by the technology copyright in the other party's hands.

Tracy thought for a while, and finally decided to contact Evan Williams to cooperate with him. It doesn't matter to let out some interests. The final thing is to hold twitter in his hand.

In future generations, the development of Twitter is a low threshold civilian route. Its value is not as terrible as Facebook, but only tens of billions.

However, its influence is beyond doubt. The scope of users radiates all over the world (except China), and users cover all fields. There are many dignitaries, well-known enterprises, entertainment stars and so on.

On the plane back to Los Angeles, Tracy called George and asked him to arrange a meeting with the father of the blog.

Not long after I hung up, an unexpected call came in.

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In a high-rise apartment near Swire square in downtown Los Angeles.

After Anne Hathaway hung up the phone, she took off her clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

Looking at myself in the mirror, the corners of my mouth unconsciously rose and showed a proud smile.

Hum, I knew he must want to ask me out, so I hooked my fingers, and he took the initiative to come to the door.

Annie had a little resentment in her heart, but more complacency and joy.

She said that he, of course, said Tracy.

There was a lot of resentment in my heart before I called. There was no other reason, because Tracy didn't contact her after she hinted.

I just played a little temper and teased him once. In the end, I took the initiative, but I was ignored.

Annie has never seen such an impatient person. When she was in the stable, she saw that Tracy had ideas about her, otherwise she wouldn't play a small game with this advantage.

Who knows, on the contrary, her original advantage seems to have disappeared. Now she has taken the initiative to contact each other.

But fortunately, she took the initiative to remind this time that Tracy would ask her out immediately. She couldn't get down without it.

He looked at it in the mirror for a while, then turned on the tap, washed his face with boiling water, and put on the mask, and went into the bathtub full of water.

In the water, Anne put on his face mask and said to himself, "I love automatic speaking. I'll give you a chance."

In fact, I'm still a little nervous when I say so. Annie really doesn't know what the other party thinks now. She may have a little meaning to her, or she may have nothing at all.

After some understanding of Tracy through various channels for a period of time, he always felt that the other party was a kind of erratic and difficult to catch.

She is not as confident as she was at the beginning, so she didn't spend much time. This gap is a little big.

To be honest, Anne was not sure whether she liked each other. But it's certain that I have feelings for him. After all, Tracy is so excellent in all aspects.

Anne Hathaway, just 21, is somewhat vain. Tracy's various characteristics are just in line with her view of mate selection.

Young, handsome, talented and billionaire, there is no better choice for bitlacey among the people she can contact.

Of course, we should seize the opportunity. Whether we can fall into the golden turtle's son-in-law depends on today.

After taking a bath, Annie put on a light make-up in front of the mirror with a bath towel. Only after she was satisfied did she get out of the bathroom.

When I got to the cloakroom, I took out all the clothes of the season and began to choose one by one.

After about 20 minutes, I finally chose a dress to my satisfaction.

Put on a skirt, took a picture in front of the fitting mirror, and found some accessories to match.

"Lingling..."

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Coming so soon?

More than an hour has passed since she finished calling. The other party was still on the plane just now. I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Anne hurried to put on her chosen necklace and walked to the door.

Annie, with a smile on her face, quickly opened the door, but the smile on her face froze when she saw the people outside the door.

I saw the tall and strong black Renault standing at the door like a door god. Seeing Anne Hathaway, I slowly said, "Miss Hathaway, I'm Mr. Li's bodyguard. The boss told me to pick you up."

"Didn't he come?" some lost Annie asked subconsciously.

"The boss is waiting for you," Renault replied with some formula, and then said, "the car is below. Do you need to wait for you for some time?"

"Wait a minute, I'll take my things." now is not the time to be stunned. Anne immediately went to get her own bag. She was more or less dissatisfied that Tracy didn't come to pick him up in person, but now she couldn't find out why. She still saw him.

After taking the bag, Anne followed Renault downstairs, sat in the car and asked, "where are we going?"

"When you arrive, you will know. It's inconvenient for me to disclose too much."

Renault's usual formulaic response, Anne Hathaway's mouth bulging with dissatisfaction.

She immediately took out the phone and called Tracy without thinking. When the phone was connected, Renault had started the car and drove to the highway.

Before Tracy could speak, Annie asked angrily, "where are you?"

"Hi, Annie, did Renault get you? Have you got on the bus?"

Tracy automatically avoided her question. Annie couldn't get the answer she wanted. She continued to ask, "I've got on the bus. Your bodyguard is very friendly to me."

The word "friendly" was deliberately bitten heavily, which was obviously dissatisfied with Renault's expressionless appearance.

Her voice was not small. Naturally, Renault heard it when driving in front and swallowed in secret.

It's really hard to serve. I also want to laugh at you. I'm afraid to scare you.

Renault could not help but make complaints about it. He knew that the scar on his face was not good. Sometimes he could easily surprise each other by smiling face.

But it never occurred to me that the little girl thought she was unfriendly to her and immediately sued.

"Can you tell me where you are?"

"Well... There's no surprise when you say it."