Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

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When grandparents sat down and felt their hands and feet were cold, their little granddaughter, who was far away in Silicon Valley, still ran wildly in front of and behind the house all day long wearing single clothes.

Her father was afraid of cold when she was young, but she has never been afraid of cold since she was a child.

At this time in Silicon Valley, the temperature has naturally dropped a bit, but if it doesn't rain, the average temperature is still more than ten degrees.

It has become a big dog's candy, lying in the corner of the door to shelter from the wind, staring wide-eyed, looking at the little master holding the windmill and running tirelessly in the front yard.

My dog ​​is too tired to run, why are you so energetic?

"Beep," a familiar whistle sounded under the mountain road. Amanda was taken aback, and then cried out in surprise, "Mom," she immediately ran towards the door, and the candy also got up with a "whee", refreshing. He followed Amanda and went to the door to welcome her.

"Baby," Amanda in professional attire walked out of the car with a smile.

Over the past few months, her temperament has changed a lot. In her tenderness, she has also mixed with the competence of some professional women.

Finally, he truly took charge of a not-so-small project, and personally built a garden-style high-end Chinese restaurant with strong Chinese characteristics on the wasteland by the sea. It is about to enter the trial operation stage.

For her, such an experience is also a great exercise.

However, when she got out of the car, squatted down, and picked up her daughter, only the gentleness of her mother appeared on her face. The smile was so warm that even the candy used her head to rub her legs. The dog's eyes are also full of moist.

Huang Jingping touched Candy's head with her hand, "Did you go to bed at noon today?" She rubbed her daughter's nose with her nose.

"Sleep," Amanda giggled, "Mom, are you still at work tomorrow, Leticia said, tomorrow is an important holiday,"

"I won't go to work tomorrow, I will spend Thanksgiving with you," Huang Jingping walked towards home with her daughter, "Oh, that's great," Amanda yelled.

Leticia was already standing at the door, talking to Huang Jingping about her preparation, "...the turkey is already filled, and the pumpkin pie is ready....Tomorrow, just bake it."

"Thank you Leticia, and take me to say hello to Suarez and Carlos,"

Those two "S" are Leticia's husband and son.

This kind of festival, of course, will give Leticia a holiday, and she will come back early this afternoon, which also allows Leticia to reunite with her family earlier.

"Thank you, madam, oh, I also received a package from China today,"

…………

Opening the air express box, Huang Jingping immediately smelled a familiar smell. It was fried peanuts, some of the shells were a little squishy, ​​and there was a large bag of dried sweet potatoes next to them. They were still fat, thin, and of different lengths.

But this kind of smell that is so good that it only smells can't be bought in the store. "This is my mother gave me."

But Amanda was completely disinterested in her mother's heart. She saw a small box next to her at a glance, "Wow, my dad bought me a puppet,"

"Waiting to call Dad, OK?"

"Okay! I want to know when Dad will come back," this Amanda was interested.

"Tomorrow I will take you to Chinatown, OK?"

"Okay," she promised grudgingly.

That place is not fun. I don’t know why my mother always likes to go on holidays.

…………

Los Gatos.

When Ma Ling returned home, the street lights were already on. Hearing the sound of cars, the babysitter Jenny walked out of the house and said softly, "Just fell asleep,"

Ma Ling opened the door and saw that his son was wrapped in a small blue blanket and was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

"Have you had dinner?"

"Ate lobster and pasta,"

"Thank you Jenny,"

"See you next week, Ms. Britt."

Ma Ling put his briefcase on the ground, squatted on the ground, stared at his sleeping son for a while, couldn't help but kissed his little cheek gently.

It only took her a few minutes to finish eating the lobster and pasta that Jenny had left for her, pour a glass of red wine, hold the computer, sit next to her son, and start working again.

Speaking of it, Huang Jingping has more to worry about than her, but she is the boss after all, and the main thing is to make ideas, but Ma Ling is only a director of YouTube, and a director with a very important position. Although she has a team under her, But she still has to be responsible for some specific affairs.

And it is still at an important node.

With the increasing influence of YouTube, Hollywood is becoming more and more interested in it. Film companies of all sizes have seen the possible benefits of this platform to them.

But at the same time, this platform may also have a huge adverse effect on them. For example, there are always some guys who upload some movies to this website for free.

Speaking of, many Hollywood studios dealt with YouTube for the first time, hoping that they would withdraw these freely uploaded movies or other related video materials.

This is also the emerging YouTube, the natural opposition to Hollywood: from its own point of view, YouTube naturally hopes to share as many movies on the website as possible, and this is the most taboo of those film companies.

Therefore, the cooperation negotiations between these film companies and YouTube are very complicated and trivial, and the progress is not very fast, and all the problems in this area are finally summarized in Ma Ling. Recently, she is really busy.

For example, now, the mobile phone she put far away keeps flashing, all of them are calls from related companies. Among them, there are many people who want to ask her out for dinner in the name of work.

Young and beautiful senior women in emerging high-tech companies are naturally attractive.

Ma Ling simply did not answer these work-related or unrelated calls during working hours.

This point was also approved by Randolph. He is the only person in the current YouTube and Netflix system who knows the relationship between Ma Ling and Feng Yiping. Oh, his secretary Susan may have some guesses.

But Susan never expected that Ma Ling was already Feng Yiping's son's mother.

The fixed-line telephone that was muted by the nanny Jenny flickered. Looking at the area code in front, Ma Ling quickly grabbed the microphone, "Hi,"

She glanced at her sleeping son, touched her lips with her fingers, and walked quietly to the other side of the living room.

"Are you still asleep?" Feng Yiping's voice came from the other side.

"My son is asleep, I still have something to deal with, where are you now? How are you?"

"I will be at SH tomorrow. I'm sorry I can't spend Thanksgiving with you." Feng Yiping knew how much Ma Ling, who were born and raised in Americans, would value Thanksgiving.

"Say happy holidays to my son for me, or else, you take him back to Orlando and spend the past few days with John and the others?"

"Too lazy to run," Ma Ling said.

John and the others had called, but Ma Ling was a little unhappy.

Just like during the Chinese New Year, a girl only takes the child back to her natal home. The natal family is definitely welcome, but in the heart of the girl, most of it will be unhappy.

"Well, you take your son for a few days to have fun, or simply rest at home for a few days," Feng Yiping said.

"Are you going well?" Ma Ling asked.

Feng Yiping will stay in China for so long this time, so naturally he told her about the work arrangements for this period of time.

"From the current point of view, all the preparations are in place, and they have met my requirements, but you know, for some things, no matter how well prepared, there may still be unexpected troubles when they really start."

"No matter how prepared you are, there is no guarantee that after you start, everything will develop in the direction you imagined,"

"That's someone else, but you are Feng Yiping," Ma Ling said with a smile, "I believe this time, you can also achieve your goal."

"Haha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Listening to you, I really have more confidence,"

Those executives in Nanjing looked at the young boss curiously, standing on the other side talking and laughing on the phone. It seemed that the other party must be one of the boss's closest people.

Why is it one, because the boss just hit one.

So, who will it be? They looked at Wu Qian.

Wu Qian was expressionless at this meeting.

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Ma Ling put down the phone, leaned over and kissed his son again. "Dad called," she said softly.

At this time, she decided to take Vincent to Chinatown tomorrow, so that the little guy should see more of his compatriots with his father.

At this time, Feng Yiping is listening to the report of the person in charge of this other key city, and he has no idea what will happen in San Francisco tomorrow. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.