In the kitchen, the shallow oil gradually smoked at the bottom of the pot, and on the cutting board next to it, the blades flew and the whole cut carrot was chopped into cubes in the dense sound of the knock knock.

In an instant, the sound of swishing and exploding filled his ears, Ahn Junhyuk stir-fried a few times, grabbed the handle of the pot, shook his hand casually, and boomed, the fire head and diced radish flew into the air, and his figure reflected by the firelight at this moment was undoubtedly very handsome, at least the little nanny who helped cut the ham on the side was dizzying, but how much was attracted by his fancy cooking skills, it is unknown.

In fact, Ahn Junhyuk's cooking skills are not high, and he only specializes in some home-cooked dishes, but they are Chinese dishes. South Korea is not a country with a developed food culture, on the one hand, the peninsula is close to the ocean, and on the other hand, it is located in the north, so the food characteristics are deeply influenced by northern China and coastal areas.

In the dream, since learning a little cooking, he rarely eats Korean food, and now he has little time to cook Chinese food, today I have a chance, at first it was a little rusty, and then I found the feeling, and played all the fancy techniques mastered in the dream, which made the little nanny look at the worship, and satisfied the little show-off psychology, so the mood was excellent.

There were also two stoves at hand, one was stewing soup, and the other was braised pork belly in oil, and the fragrance was mixed with wafting out, and after a while, I heard the sound of sucking saliva at the kitchen door behind me.

While stir-frying, while looking back, Xiuying was lying on the side of the door, poking out half of her little head, staring straight at the smoky and fragrant side, her eyes seemed to be green.

"Hey, you're a girl, don't look like this, okay. ”

"What is a girl, can you eat it?" asked Xiuying without any shame.

"Okay, I can't talk about you. Since you're here, help the handle, and when you see that the basin isn't there, scoop up some soup and bring it out...... That's always going to be done, right?"

Xiuying suddenly perked up when she heard this, and rolled up her sleeves, "Look at people, look at me!" Sure enough, she quickly filled the soup and took it out with thick gloves, and when she went out, Ahn Junhyuk remembered that it was a carnivore who always liked to steal, and hurriedly shouted outside: "Don't eat it secretly, the soup is stewed fat, and it looks hot, but it's actually very hot." ”

But it was too late, and as soon as the words fell, there was Xiuying's muffled screams outside, and Yuli's gloating laughter.

When he finished frying a few side dishes, he walked into the living room while wiping his hands, and at the big dining table, Xiuying glared at him with a resentful face, and covered his mouth with both hands.

An Junhe smiled: "See if you dare to slander!"

"Humph!"

Ignoring this depressed girl, after making fun of her, Ahn Joon-hyuk went to her room and called Su-yeon, who was strolling around the Internet with her computer in her arms, out to eat, and then walked to the study.

The 30-square-meter residence, two bedrooms and a living room, kitchen, and bathroom occupy most of the area, and the study is only a small point, saying that it is a study, but in fact, there are no books in it, and all the musical instruments he has purchased one after another are placed.

In fact, he usually doesn't use it much, most of the time Jisoo uses it, and occasionally he doesn't want to watch TV or surf the Internet, so his sister will come to this small study and play the piano for a while, or blow the guitar wildly like venting, or hit the xylophone indiscriminately, for which he plastered the whole room with sound-absorbing cotton, so as not to disturb the neighbors.

Came to the study, gently pushed the door open, the beautiful melody floated out of it, soft, sad, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room opened slightly, the curtains fluttered with the wind, and in front of the piano opposite it, the little girl sat on the stool, playing seriously, and the wheelchair next to her turned her back to Jisoo here.

The song is "Dream Wedding", a song with no difficulty, you can play it at the level of ordinary three or four levels, for Xiaoxian, who has studied piano since childhood, there is naturally no obstacle, but if you want to play this piece well, it is not easy to grasp the change of sound intensity very accurately, in short, it is necessary to invest in feelings. …,

Xiaoxian, who is still young, obviously can't grasp that kind of feeling, although the bullet is standard, but it is not infectious.

Ahn Joon-hyuk was about to interrupt her and tell them to come out for dinner, when Ji-so, who had been silent, suddenly raised her hand and pressed it on the keys, and the sound of sudden insertion suddenly disrupted the rhythm, and Xiaoxian stopped in a daze.

Jisoo frowned slightly, looked at Xiaoxian, and said in a serious tone: "You can't do this, both songs are the same fault, rigid, conformist, and have no emotional investment, if you continue like this, even if you learn it for a lifetime, ......"

Having said this, looking at Xiao Xian's innocent gaze at her, she paused slightly, and the snarky criticism below could no longer be exported, and only sighed after a while: "Forget it, I'll show it to you again." ”

Xiaoxian nodded, got off the stool, and obediently moved it to the side, then pushed Jisoo to the wheelchair, lifted the wheelchair, and went to change the score, running before and after the busy time, while Jisoo calmly enjoyed her service.

Outside the door, Ahn Jun-hyuk looked at them blankly, although he arranged it to let Xiaoxian contact his sister, but he didn't expect it anyway, just stir-fry a few dishes, Xiaoxian seems to have successfully penetrated his sister's closed heart - so far, except for him, no one can make Jisoo care about face and show mercy, and no one can make her sigh helplessly, although these are trivial things, it means that she has begun to accept outsiders.

He held back the joy in his heart, shook his hand vigorously, then knocked on the door, and smiled at the girls inside who were startled by the sudden noise: "Let's demonstrate it later, the dishes are ready, come out to eat." ”

"Oh!" Jisoo responded, and then said to Xiaoxian, "Then wait a while, and we'll come back after dinner." ”

"Hmm!"

Hyun pushed Jisoo out, and as she passed by, Ahn Joon-hyuk winked at her and gave her a thumbs up in praise, and the little girl grinned silently and stuck out her tongue with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Naturally, the specific content of the meal does not need to be detailed, but after eating, when helping to wash the dishes together, Xiuyan told him that a person surnamed Zuckerburg left a message for him on MSN, "I didn't read the message, but then he went online and said hello here, I had to reply, and he asked me to tell you, and when I was online in the evening, he wanted to tell you something." ”

"Oh, I know. Ahn Jun-hyuk, who was washing, replied casually without any pause.

"Are you a friend? or a netizen? Look at the terminology is American!"

"It's a friend...... It should be!" Ahn Joon-hyuk smiled slightly, "It's more of a cash cow than a friend!"

Su-yeon doesn't know why.

Of course, she didn't know that that the very ordinary Jewish name would be admired by countless people in a few years, his slightly casual style would appear on the covers of major magazines, and even his every action would waste a lot of media film, and the pursuit and vigilance of Internet practitioners.

Mark Zuckerberg!

At this time, the obscure computer and psychology students who had just dropped out of Harvard started an equally obscure website where anyone with the weakness could laugh at his arrogance.

But Ahn Jun-hyuk is different, although he doesn't know much about computers, and he doesn't know much about the Internet, but in the era he lived in his dreams, Zuckerberg's fame is no longer a barrier to the industry, even if a person like him who is far away in Asia and has nothing to do with the Internet, knows a series of development history of that guy well, because it is a miracle, just like Bill Gates in the past.

The first time Mark was contacted was at the end of March, when Mark had just started his business and Facebook had just been launched. The first communication was naturally not smooth, at this time Mark was still a shy young man addicted to computers and the Internet, and he was a layman, there was no common language between the two sides at all, but it was just a temporary trouble, interpersonal communication does not need to understand everything, just grasp the sensitive points, guide and cater to it. …,

He was a very strategic man, but at the moment, his strategic vision was not appreciated, and even his initial partners were only interested in short-term interests, scoffing at many of his ideas. Ahn Junhyuk seized this opportunity to reveal the future development of the Internet and the popularity of social networks as his own views on the past, which obviously greatly increased Mark's good impression of him, although the two sides have not met yet, but they have become good friends, chatting on the Internet when they have time, and occasionally calling each other to greet each other.

Ahn Junhyuk's purpose is of course not only to make friends with Mark, he is essentially a businessman, and the ultimate goal is profit, and Mark and his Facebook are cash cows that can bring a lot of benefits in Ahn Junhyuk's eyes.

It's just that he didn't need to be in such a hurry before, on the one hand, he was still accumulating capital, on the other hand, although Mark was young at this time, he was not a kindergarten child, and he still understood the truth that pie would not fall from the sky.

So I have been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that Mark took the initiative to propose, he once mentioned to Mark that he was engaged in the venture capital industry and had sufficient funds in his hands, this foreshadowing was buried for a long time, only occasionally turned it out, to deepen the impression of the other party, although he never talked about the substantive issues, but I believe it was enough for Mark to think of him when he faced a difficult situation.

After silently calculating the time, it is now the end of August, and the first wave of Mark's life is coming, maybe it's time!

Thinking silently, sending off Xiuyan and the girls in the afternoon, and waiting until the evening to land on MSN, Mark, who seemed to have been waiting for a while, couldn't wait to send a question: "Ahn, I remember you said that you have a lot of money in your hands, right?"

Sure enough, it was done!

As the sun sets, the sky outside the window is dim and gradually dimmed, and Ahn Joon-hyuk smiles in the bedroom, which is only dimly lit by a computer screen.