Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Which do you like better in Los Angeles and San Francisco?" Brie asked Feng Yiping, who was eating pizza.

Feng Yiping's mannerism obviously made her feel good.

At first, she was always a little worried. She took them so far to reach this pizzeria. If Feng Yiping didn't like it, what should she do?

The reason why she is so worried is not only because Feng Yiping is a super rich man, but also because of Kraer's article.

She also read that article, and knew that Feng Yiping opened such a high-end Chinese restaurant in Silicon Valley. One of the first motivations was to hope that she could eat delicious, authentic, and varied Chinese cuisine at any time.

This shows that his requirements for diet should be extremely high.

If you don't like a popular fast food like pizza, that's how it should be.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to really like it, which made her feel very good, and she felt very face.

After listening to Brie, Feng Yiping shook his head, "After graduating from school, you will understand that in many cases, whether you like it or not, this question is not important at all."

Later, there was a saying that was popular for a while because of a movie, saying that adults, whether right or wrong, only talk about benefits.

This is still a bit too absolute. Indeed, in the face of interests, there are no mistakes that cause serious consequences. Many people will choose to ignore them, but since they are a person, there should always be a bottom line. Naturally, it is impossible to deal with all mistakes. All choices are ignored.

But in the adult world, it really doesn't matter whether you like it or not.

We all would embrace them in a way that we really like them on the premise that we obviously don't like some people or things.

We don’t like to drink, but many times, we will not even put down the cup, and finally drink to the hospital; no one likes flattering, but many times we are thinking about how to flatter, the effect is best; We also don't like gift giving, but we have to look at other people's faces and give them carefully prepared gifts time and time again, as if you can accept it, just look like someone of mine...

Who are there to tie the knot, how many are true love, and how many are purely for the sake of interest?

"Just like Los Angeles, I may not come once a year on average,"

"How is it possible? It's only an hour's flight to San Francisco," Bree didn't understand. "You may not know. Although I haven't graduated yet, I also started very early and did all kinds of jobs. Boss, he always does what he wants and goes where he wants."

"They can do it, why can't you? Work hard and strive for the ultimate goal of success. Isn't it about creating conditions for us to become more free?"

Feng Yiping would like to say that the boss is also of good grade.

Those bosses who are satisfied with their current achievements can of course do whatever they want.

It's just that I don't know if they can do whatever they want for a few years.

Like Feng Yiping now, well-known entrepreneurs who are getting better and better in all aspects are actually becoming less and less self-willed.

"Those Hollywood stars, I think you must know better than me," Feng Yiping said.

"It should be." Brie didn't know what Feng Yiping meant by saying that, but relatively speaking, as a college student studying acting and in Los Angeles, he should know those people better than Feng Yiping.

"You can think about it, whether it was last year, the year before, or even earlier, those big stars who got the actor and actress, did they always maintain high-intensity work?"

"It seems so," Brie nodded.

"Because once they relax, they may be surpassed by many hardworking people, then gradually marginalized, and finally slowly forgotten by the audience, so they have to do that."

"You mean, so are you?" Bree asked.

"When I was young, the teachers always said to us that learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Later, we discovered that it's not just learning."

"I think in the future you will also find that we are like a spinning top. Our mission is to keep spinning."

Brimer was silent.

"But do you know what is more helpless, or more pathetic?"

"What?" Brie's eyes widened, showing her cuteness.

"The one who keeps whip and keeps the top spinning is ourselves," Feng Yiping pointed to himself.

"Ah, when you said that, I suddenly, suddenly...," Brie rubbed her hair, looking very upset, but didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't want to grow up?" Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"Yeah," Brie nodded vigorously.

"So, cherish the rest of your time in college," Feng Yiping raised his coffee and saluted her.

He really doesn't like this coffee.

"That will only be a few short months," Bree said.

Oh, it turns out that she graduated this year.

At this time, someone interrupted their conversation, "Hi!"

Feng Yiping looked up and saw three stylishly dressed girls standing by the table, who thought they should be Ma Ling's friends.

They will all stare at themselves, "Hello,"

"Hi Shirley, you guys are here too," Brie looked at the pizza, and just ate a piece. How could you rush to it so quickly? And it seems that all of them are carefully dressed up and dressed up.

Is this not wasting time in the car?

"Hello Mr. Feng, this is Shirley." The girl with curly blond hair, sharp chin, big sapphire earrings and a low V-neck on her chest, smiled and stretched out her hand towards Feng Yiping. Come.

"Nice to meet you,"

"Hello Mr. Feng, this is Roxi,"

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Feng, I'm Nicole." The last Nicole, who was obviously of Mexican origin and had black hair, sat down directly next to Feng Yiping.

Suddenly, the fragrant wind faintly hit.

I have to say that no matter which country they are in, these people who are learning acting, especially girls, look pretty good. These three are just like that.

Although they are very excited, they are all well-educated and try to keep their voices down as much as possible. But even so, Feng Yiping and his table are now the focus of this popular restaurant.

Whether it is those who are single at this time, or those who have brought their wives and children to eat here, whether they are sixteen or sixty years old..., most of the male compatriots in the restaurant are a bit aggrieved at this time, that Dongfang boy, what's the magic? One with four?

Or, since you plan to play such a drama, dare you find a high-end restaurant? What does it show up in a pizzeria?

Feng Yiping had no time to take into account the reactions of other people at this time, because he was overwhelmed by questions at this time, "Mr. Feng, how did you think of developing faebk?"

"Is Jobs really that difficult to get along with?"

"Are Page and Brin bored?"

"Is Mayer prettier than on TV?"

"Your Netflix, will you really plan to make a movie by yourself?"...

Although there are only four girls, and only three girls are asking questions at this time, they have created an atmosphere of a large-scale press conference in a daze. They are really learning acting.

Seeing Feng Yiping's reaction, Alison Brie spread his hands helplessly.

Feng Yiping patiently answered a few of their questions not too perfunctorily. Owen, who had seen all this in his eyes, walked over, "bss, they are still waiting, we have to go,"

"Is it going to go now?" The three of Briana's three classmates stood up reluctantly.

Of course, Brie also looked reluctant.

"I'm very sorry ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I have another appointment scheduled next, so I look forward to the next meeting," Feng Yiping stood up.

Owen, this guy is getting more and more sensible now, and his performance tonight is worth adding a big drumstick.

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In the parking lot, Feng Yiping was already in the car, Shirley smiled and pushed Ma Ling, "Go!"

No way, it seems that Mr. Feng, who has finally met the real person, can only chat with Ma Ling. They also hope that Ma Ling can keep in touch with him.

Only in this way can they have a relationship with Feng Yiping.

"Sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this," Bree said, lowering his head.

"It's okay, I'm very full,"

"Tomorrow, do you have time?" Brie raised his head and asked, blushing, his right hand was always fiddle with the buckle on the bag.