Since he wanted to solve those for Wu Zhen, and Lin Wenwu repeatedly asked Feng Yiming to stay and participate in the signing of relevant agreements, Feng Yiming simply stayed.

Today I went to the Facebook headquarters, tomorrow I went to Stanford University, and then I went to inspect the branch of the Institute of Technology in Silicon Valley.

That afternoon, the three of them took a map and found a non-famous Chinese restaurant in Mountain View, which is said to be famous for traditional Chinese cuisine, and has not been modified by the United States, even if the seasonings are all shipped from China, so the people who come to eat are basically all Chinese.

"Tsk, the taste of this fried is really right. Feng Yiming, who is not used to eating Western food and does not like to nibble on bread sandwiches, was full of praise, "It's really a shame that the owner of this shop can think of it, basically not to improve, but to play a sign." ”

"Doing business, that's a matter of brains. Ye Zizi had a bowl of beef noodles in front of him, "But it's also because there are many Chinese here, and there is a market demand for this." ”

Zhang Miao, who was holding a roast pig's trotters, nodded vigorously, "I don't know where Wu Zhen knew about this shop, and he didn't say it sooner if he was so well-informed!"

"Do you think he is willing to tell us? He was forced to ask by me, and he only provided the approximate location, otherwise why did I go out and bring a map?" Feng Yiming swept away the raw fried food on the plate and was about to ask for another one, when his eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned: "Hey, such a coincidence!"

Wu Zhen, who was about to go out, stiffened, turned around slowly, and walked over with a dry smile, "Hehe, it's quite a coincidence, you kid is really a hungry ghost reincarnated! I told you last night, and I came over today......

Feng Yiming didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and beckoned to the woman beside him, "Hey, I know that this restaurant must have been dug up by you." ”

Shirley Sandberg was also a little embarrassed, but quickly calmed down, greeted the two girls with a smile, and said calmly: "I feasted in Yanjing the year before last, and then I passed by here once in a while, and found that the taste here is very similar to Yanjing." ”

"And what did you eat today?"

"Purple cabbage wontons, fried buns. ”

The two names of the dishes made Ye Zizi and Zhang Miao choke...... I used to talk in English......

Looking at the back of the man and the woman leaving, Zhang Miao exclaimed: "Her Chinese dialect is so good, hey, by the way, isn't Mark looking for a Chinese teacher?"

Feng Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, Wu Zhen had proudly mentioned it before, he had contacted Shirley in the name of teaching Chinese......

Feng Yiming suspected that it had been two years now, and Shirley's Chinese vocabulary still only had the name of the dish and the recipe......

"By the way, Brother Yiming, didn't you say that you stayed in the United States because of Wu Zhen?" Ye Zizi suddenly asked, "What is the matter?"

"Let me help her find a job...... People obviously have their own plans, can they use me?" Feng Yiming muttered a few words.

"Looking for a job?" Zhang Miao was a little puzzled, didn't Wu Zhen become the CEO of Xinghai Technology a long time ago?

However, Ye Zizi had some guesses in his heart, and saw that the pair of dog men and women were deliberately distancing themselves just now......

Feng Yiming had already met with Schmidt, the president of Google, a few days ago, and he was quite embarrassed for a while, no problem, because of Wu Zhen's house, one of the generals under the family actually submitted his resignation......

With Shirley Sandberg's resume and ability, it is naturally not a problem to find a decent job, but Wu Zhen is not clamoring for Feng Yiming to come up with ideas to help find a job...... Isn't this Hu Lun!

Feng Yiming guessed that Wu Zhen still wanted to have a relationship with that old woman!

"I'm going to have a party in the evening, so let's go buy some clothes. Feng Yiming thought to himself that this matter could not be delayed any longer, tonight was a good opportunity, it depended on the time being advanced for a period of time, and whether these two people could still look at Wang Ba with mung beans.

***

While most of the people who live in this city of Silicon Valley are techies, the nightlife is anything but boring.

At night, the office buildings are often brightly lit, and countless employees will work overtime, but at the same time, those parties and gatherings are also in full swing.

Feng Yiming was not very interested in this, and sat in the corner with a glass of red wine, taking a sip without taking a sip.

But today's gathering is not for the men and women to vent their remaining energy after working during the day, but has a rather glamorous theme.

Charity activities for the education of children in Africa.

Sneakers, jeans and a jersey, Mark Zagerberg was the center of attention, if not the rising IT superstar of the American IT industry, just because of the $1 million he donated today.

In the United States, charity activities are very frequent, and other elites in various industries are willing to show up for this, Feng Yiming vaguely remembers that Mark was praised by Bill Gates for his huge charitable donations in his previous life.

Feng Yiming lowered his head and took a sip of red wine, leaned back on the sofa and was silent, and the two girls beside him obediently did not speak.

In essence, Feng Yiming is a typical traditional Chinese person, who has a strong interest in classical literature in his past and present lives, and pamphlets such as "Continuing to Burn Books" and "Caigen Tan" are perennially at the bedside.

For charity, Feng Yiming has always adhered to his original thoughts, but he is quite disdainful of today's charity gathering.

The so-called charity lies in the word "benevolence".

Benevolence loves others, family, and friends, and on this basis, relatives, families, and the country ......

This is also known as the traditional Chinese view, "If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world." ”

But by pushing others, the people around him have not taken care of them, and they have to take care of the education of African children for Mao...... That's!

However, Feng Yiming also knows that in the United States, charity has become an industry, which can effectively alleviate potential social contradictions in a large way, and can give some people a channel to exchange money for fame in a small way.

"Hi Feng, I thought you would be interested in this party theme. Mark Zagerberg walked over with his wife in his arms, "Aren't you going up?"

"I'm ready. Feng Yiming smiled reluctantly and opened his mouth at Miao Nunu.

Zhang Miao took out a check from her bag, walked on stage and stuffed it into the donation box.

Feng Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling quite sorry, 100,000 US dollars! That's more than 700,000 yuan, and I don't know which bastard to contribute to! Don't think that only China has Guo Meimei......

"What are you doing in the corner?" Priscilla asked with a smile, "A lot of people want to know you, Mark posted photos of the wedding that day on Facebook, and many people left messages asking who that Chinese young man was......

I knew that day, I would have stood back...... Feng Yiming scratched his head, when taking pictures that day, the first row was the immediate family of the two newcomers, and Feng Yiming was in the second row, standing behind Mark, not only in China, but all over the world, the position when taking photos was related to his status.