A mile away, Zhang Chen simply jogged.

As the most influential president coach in Silicon Valley, Bill Campbell's advice must be what he thinks is feasible.

Zhang Chen does not doubt Bill's professionalism, as a well-known person who has been in contact with many upper-class elites, Bill Campbell adheres to the basic principle of not harming the interests of other friends for the sake of himself or his friends.

He may hide something from you, but he will never deliberately deceive.

Today, he refuted Bill's face on the trademark matter, Zhang Chen felt a little guilty, after all, the other party helped him a lot, and he still had to find a chance to talk to Bill and resolve the misunderstanding.

Jogging all the way to the villa, as soon as Zhang Chen pushed the door open, he saw two candlesticks on the dining table in the living room, and the aroma of roast turkey came from the kitchen. The kitchen of this villa is not a Western-style open kitchen, nor is it a Chinese-style closed kitchen, but the kitchen area is separated by bookshelves and shelves, which on the one hand maintains the transparency of the view, and on the other hand, isolates some of the oil smoke generated when cooking Chinese food.

Tang Miaomiao, wearing asbestos gloves, brought out a large plate of roasted golden turkey from the oven, and next to Su Zhuohui was cutting side dishes such as onions and carrots.

In the steam, the busy figures of the two are particularly moving.

Zhang Chen stood for a while, and then raised his voice, "I'm back." ”

Tang Miaomiao poked her head out of the kitchen happily, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and there was a small piece of soot on her nose, which may have been accidentally rubbed when she was fiddling with the oven.

"I'm back, I'll be fine right away, and I'll be able to eat it in a while. ”

Zhang Chen smiled, at this moment, he actually felt a little warm.

Su Zhuohui sprinkled the cut side dishes evenly around the turkey, and Tang Miaomiao put the turkey in the oven to continue roasting.

Although the turkey is a large bird, it is not troublesome to roast, but because it is too large, it is still difficult to roast it tender and juicy.

Zhang Chen took the initiative to take the task of visiting the tableware, and after the plates, knives, forks and napkins were placed, Zhang Chen absentmindedly sat on the dining chair and waited for the meal to start.

It seems that cooperating with KPCB on Amazon's projects is the best choice, but how to cooperate needs to be carefully considered.

In fact, Zhang Chen himself is also worried, the reason why he invested in Amazon is because he has the advantage of rebirth, knowing that in 20 years, Amazon will become a $300 billion company.

However, in this life, he has taken the position of KPCB by taking advantage of himself and replacing the position of KPCB, which does not mean that he now has the ability and relationship of KPCB with Tinder.

It's hard to say whether Amazon will be so successful by then.

At this moment, Zhang Chen suddenly felt that Jobs was not wrong, he was indeed a thief, a thief of fate.

Shaking his head, Zhang Chen couldn't help but laugh, what is this hypocrisy? What is stealing? Taking someone else's things without permission is stealing. Now these money-making opportunities for myself, even if they are brought by their own rebirth advantages, they are also part of themselves.

And these opportunities, which do not belong to those in the previous life, belong to the ownerless, first come, first served, how can they be considered stealing?

The advantage of being born again, like being talented, courageous, and naturally strong, is part of destiny.

Someone has an IQ of 16 and it is impossible not to achieve success, why does no one say that it is shameless for him to achieve success?

Someone who is born with leadership and has pointed to the frog in the lotus pond since he was a child and said "which worm dares to make a noise", why does no one say that everything he gets is stolen?

Rebirth, like these talents, is an arrangement of fate, a part of fate, why should you have a psychological burden? Is it just because you have acquired all this when you have self-awareness, and your talent and courage are predestined at birth before you have self-awareness, so no one can say that you are used to it?

Since it is part of fate, what you get by virtue of the advantage of rebirth is no different from what you get because you are born with good genes or born in a rich family.

Why be upset about this.

Zhang Chen gave his shamelessness a theoretical support earlier, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Su Zhuorui came out with a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, Zhang Chen was not familiar with red wine, and he didn't see what brand it was.

Su Zhuorui wondered, "What are you stupid about? Don't you see that we are all busy? Don't say come over to help, sit there like an uncle, and use us as a girl, right?"

Zhang Chen smiled, "The kitchen is too small, the three of them can't turn around, I won't make a mess, the turkey is roasted and can the meal be opened?"

As she was talking, Tang Miaomiao walked out of the kitchen with a large disk with a diameter of sixty centimeters.

Zhang Chen hurriedly took it, even if the turkey is not big, but the turkey plus the plate has a total weight of nearly thirty catties, and it is really unstable without any strength.

Tang Miaomiao took off her gloves and washed her hands. Do it at the table too.

The turkey is golden in color with an enticing oily sheen, which is the butter that is rubbed on top of the turkey when roasting. Zhang Chen picked up the kitchen knife on the side of the turkey, and salivated greedily: "Is it possible to start the meal?"

Tang Miaomiao stopped, "Wait a minute." ”

Light the candlestick and turn off the lights in the living room. It was nearly seven o'clock, it was already dark, and when the lights were turned off, the whole room suddenly went dark, and only the two candlesticks on the dining table gave off a warm glow.

Tang Miaomiao sat down, clasped her hands, and prayed solemnly: "Thank God for giving us food, Amen." ”

Zhang Chen and Su Zhuorui glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but want to be happy. Su Zhuohui complained: "Thanksgiving Day is used to celebrate the massacre of the Pecots in the Connecticut Valley in 1637, and it has something to do with God." ”

Zhang Chen also joked: "Teacher Tang, when did you convert to Christianity? In June, when we went to Liulong Mountain and visited Puji Temple, you also worshiped Guanyin, why did you convert so quickly?"

Tang Miaomiao said unhappily: "You guys are really disappointed, this is the first time the three of us have celebrated Thanksgiving in the United States, how can we do it if we don't make it official? Hurry up, you guys will do it too." ”

Zhang Chen and Su Zhuorui had no choice but to close their eyes, clasp their hands together, and follow Tang Miaomiao's thoughts: "Thank God for giving us food, God, I thank you for making the earth produce all things and provide us with food, and I will make good use of everything you have rewarded." Remember those who are hungry, that they may be satisfied. ”

After the prayer was finished, when he opened his eyes, Zhang Chen found that the girl was looking at him with a smile, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.

(End of chapter)