"Mr. and Mrs. Smith" has been set for mid October, aiming to block "Twelve Arhats". By October, Nicole had been pregnant for more than five months. At that time, the bulged belly must have seen its first scale, which is difficult to hide.

Tracy is worried about what the media find and bring trouble to him and Nicole. Another is that Tracy is not willing to let pregnant Nicole run back and forth. As for the promotion of the film, he can handle it alone. It's no big deal to run more places.

Tracy is usually lazy. He is too lazy to participate in signing meetings, fan meetings and other activities. This time, he will promote the film and hold more fan meetings and publicity meetings, which must be bought by his believers.

"Jon... You just said that he would attach great importance to Mr. and Mrs. Smith. This... This is a planned publicity schedule. Suddenly there is a missing protagonist. How do you want me to explain to the audience?"

Doug Riemann looked bitter. Tracy irresponsibly confessed and went to several games. The two of them were left here to look at each other and don't know what to do.

Doug Riemann dared not go against Tracy's wishes, so he had to complain to Jon Gordon.

"This... It's not what I can decide." Jon reluctantly spread his hands. He felt worse than eating flies. He was slapped in the face by his boss when he just let go of his big talk. Who did he talk to.

"Nicole's situation may be special..." Jon thought about it and said, "well, change the publicity strategy."

"How to change? Our posters have been printed and gimmicks have been released. Now the two protagonists have become one. How do you want me to change the publicity plan?"

"Change the focus of publicity, focus on Tracy, and then increase several publicity meetings."

"It's easy for you to say. What if the audience doesn't buy it? No matter how famous Tracy is, he is also a newcomer. Many viewers come for Nicole."

"I've told you the way. If you're not satisfied, go to the boss yourself..." Jon said rogue. He will never touch the boss's bad luck.

People who know Tracy know that he says nothing. Why bother yourself.

"You are a scoundrel. If the box office of the film is not ideal, you have an unshirkable responsibility." Doug said angrily, got up and went outside. He wanted to quickly go to aziwa to discuss countermeasures.

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At 1 noon, Tracy had boarded the plane to Silicon Valley with Renault and others.

It's about 560 kilometers from Los Angeles to Silicon Valley. The plane landed at San Jose International Airport at 3 p.m., which is closest to Santa Clara. To go to Silicon Valley, you have to drive along National Highway 101.

It was Chris Hughes who came to pick up the plane. He was much thinner than when he met last time. He looked very haggard, but he smiled more than before.

Chris Hughes is definitely his number one Ironman, dealing with several projects at the same time and helping Tracy take care of Youtube. At present, there is a lack of trusted talents, and he can only break a person in half. Chris knows how his ability and performance are. In short, he won't treat the yuan boss badly.

"How's YouTube?" Tracy asked Chris after getting on the bus.

"Not bad." Chris took off his coat, moved his arm and said: "According to your opinion, the reward mechanism has been launched, our traffic has doubled in a short time, and the current registered users have exceeded 35 million, which is still growing. However, it is too expensive. It used 1 million in the first week, and now it costs at least 2 million a week. In this way, there is not enough money to burn."

"Hehe, listen to you, YouTube is growing rapidly now. Our traffic should be among the top ten in the United States?"

It sounds painful to burn hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, but it feels great. It's completely brushing the data with dollars. It looks like a very second behavior, but Tracy knows that he must do so if he wants to seize the market.

It doesn't matter to burn money. There is no website that doesn't burn money, as long as the goal is achieved.

"In the first month of opening the reward mechanism, the traffic rushed into the top ten in the United States. Originally, our YouTube was about to surpass Mark's Facebook. Who knows what happy farm they opened, the traffic rushed up and surpassed us." Chris revealed a pity in his tone.

"Ha ha......" Tracy touched her nose and said, "don't care so much. The development of YouTube just needs to meet our expectations. The happy farm... Er, it's my idea. What do you think."

"Why not provide such a good idea to YouTube?" Chris pulled down the corner of his mouth, complaining deeply.

Tracy explained: "the modes of the two platforms are different. YouTube is not suitable for running happy farm. At present, YouTube is only suitable for real-time sharing, not games. Facebook is different. It has a huge foundation, and the current registered users have exceeded 300 million. As soon as happy farm is launched, I believe the stickiness of customers will be stronger."

"I have to say, you succeeded, Tracy." Chris sighed, pointed to his dark circles and said, "now I have to set the alarm clock to collect vegetables every night, which makes me lack of sleep. This farm is like magic, which makes me think about it all the time."

"Hahaha... You'd better pay attention to rest. You'd better go with it when you collect and steal vegetables." Tracy patted him on the shoulder and said.

In his previous life, he also went through the process of staying up late to collect and steal vegetables. At that time, he was really like a madman, thinking about these things all the time. I was deeply afraid that my friends would steal my vegetables if I didn't collect them in time, and then I couldn't extricate myself from the pleasure of stealing vegetables.

Tracy is not so obsessed with stealing vegetables now. Although he will log in to the farm to play, he will not indulge in it. On the contrary, his confidants, from the two queens to Annie, are full of interest in the farm.

Nicole won't stay up late to play on the farm under Tracy's strict prohibition, but Annie and her widowed sister will secretly get up in the middle of the night, go around his farm and take some things by the way.

That's why I haven't got a dog yet. When I open the dog keeping system, I'll see who dares to steal my dishes.

"Oh, I don't have snacks. How can I upgrade and open the land? Also, Joe, sting and mark, the thieves, they won't let me go." Chris clenched his teeth and said bitterly, "they asked me to pick you up. They must have taken the opportunity to wreak havoc on my farm."

"These guys..." Tracy rolled her eyes silently. I said how could Chris come to pick me up alone and feel that these animals and cats are playing on the farm in the office.

Along the way, I talked with Chris about the sales of e-books. Amazon has done very well. With its sales platform, e-books really don't worry about selling. At present, the global e-book market is very large. Amazon only needs to quickly seize the market share.

Tracy always sits at home collecting money in front of the big shopkeeper. E-books are just an opportunity. He also wants to have more cooperation with you Amazon.

Protein investment company has been secretly buying Amazon's shares. He is not sure how much it has bought. He has to go back and ask Bauer William. It is expected that as long as you get 5% of Amazon's shares, you will have a place on the board of directors and a voice.

Buying stocks such as Amazon, apple, Netflix and Microsoft is more investment. It can be predicted that these large companies will have a market value of hundreds of billions or trillions in the future. It's not cost-effective not to take a share now.

The car stopped at the downstairs of the new Tudou office building. Tracy and Chris got off the car and went directly to Joe Green's office on the second floor. As Chris said, the boy is playing with the farm in the office. He has just stolen Chris's food and is now visiting Tracy's farm.

Tracy suddenly appeared behind him and startled him. Before he could steal the food, he immediately clicked off the web page. Tracy is funny and angry. This guy is so guilty. He just steals a dish.

"Hurry up and find mark and them. We haven't been together for a long time."

"Wait a minute, just a minute. My tomato will mature in five minutes."

Tracy pulled Joe up from his chair. The guy stayed like begging for mercy. Chris took the opportunity to log on to his Facebook account with his computer.

"Damn it, my potatoes are just ripe. There are no more ten stolen by them."

"Hey, man, if you want to play on the farm, use your computer. Don't touch my computer." seeing Chris seizing his computer, Joe broke free from Tracy and jumped at Chris.

"Don't bother me, I haven't settled with you yet." Chris blocked Joe green with his body.

"That's the dish I stole with my ability. You stole it back with your ability."

"Don't be complacent. I'll take revenge."

Two people, you and I, like two children competing for toys, are extremely childish. Tracy, who was standing next to me, turned black. I owned this farm and trapped these people.

Well, it doesn't really mean anything except that his decision was successful.

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A single family villa in Santa Clara Valley.

The two-story exquisite building, with white walls and blue roof, is surrounded by a small wooden fence with green lawn inside. There is a small gray kennel on the lawn, in which lies a teddy dog.

There was a burst of laughter in the small building. Little teddy suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the small building. Then she quietly came to the door and went in through the dog hole.

The light in the small building was dim, and a faint light came from the living room, as if it would go out at any time.

There was no light in the living room. Candles were lit on the ground, on the tea table and in the corner. Under the light of the candle, several figures could be seen faintly.

Two of them were sitting on the sofa, and the rest were paralyzed on the carpet, surrounded by wine bottles scattered on the ground, including beer and high whisky.

"Mark... Keep drinking. Don't pretend to be dead..."

"Leave me alone and let me sleep..."

A tall figure on the sofa stretched out his foot and kicked Mark's ass lying on the carpet.

Mark muttered, ignored him, and moved in, almost under the tea table.

It was Tracy who kicked him. In the afternoon, he came to Silicon Valley. First, he went to xintudou to find Joe. He watched Joe and Chris fool around for a while and took them to Facebook headquarters.

Mark and sting were found at Facebook headquarters, and then the four returned to the small building together. This is Facebook's industry. Mark and sting currently live here.

Friends in the same bedroom haven't been together for more than a year. Mark directly proposed to share wine. The boy didn't have a good heart at all. He was holding a resentment to get Tracy drunk. Who thought Tracy wasn't drunk yet. The boy lay down first.

"Counsellor, that's all." Tracy also drank a lot. He narrowed his eyes, glanced at mark on the ground, and then pushed sting next to him. "Are you ok? Have another drink with me."

"I'm in pain... Damn it, I said I wanted some marijuana." sting held his head and buried his head in the sofa. He didn't drink less whisky, and now he's drunk.

Tracy giggled and muttered, "you're not my opponent. You still want to play with me."

Sting on the sofa, Chris, mark and Joe lying on the ground... And a new friend named Dustin moskovitz. These people are scum with less than five combat effectiveness.

Tracy's body is different from ordinary people. A bottle or two of whisky is nothing at all. If he hadn't finally played with a deep-water bomb, he would still be like nothing.

Deep water bomb!

There is a small cup in the big cup and whisky in the beer. It's called sour. It's much more enjoyable than smoking marijuana. Tracy's brain has been eroded by alcohol, and these guys are probably in high spirits.

"Joe... Chris... Can you move? Carry these two wastes upstairs."

After lying on the sofa for more than ten minutes, Tracy straightened up with her dizzy head, looked at the mess on the ground, stretched out her foot and kicked Joe lying on the ground.

The other side didn't respond. Tracy kicked Chris again. These two people's drinking capacity is really bad. They can make do with two bottles of beer. They lie down directly with a deep-water bomb.

Tracy thought they both drank less and recovered quickly. Now he's really disappointed.

Peat.

Tracy stood up directly, took sting curled up on the sofa to the ground with one hand, and shouted, "all pretend to be dead. I stole your food."

"Don't... you're cheating..." sting, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up.

"Don't... don't touch my farm..."

"You'd better kill me and don't touch my food..."

Tracy took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. It's really good. After drinking like this, she still thinks about the farm.

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