Chapter 33: Club
"Well, my friends and I want to go to a nightclub in San Francisco......" Sid, Marissa Mayer, and the others said a few words to the other side of the phone as they walked to the door of the club, and then he hung up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Let's go to the door and wait a little longer. Several people then came to the door of Ruby Sky's nightclub, only to see a large number of men and women blocked from the door, and they were anxiously negotiating with the guards, but they did not dare to cross the thunder pool for half a step.
Sid looked quite interesting, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a black suit opened the door and walked out. When the guard next to him saw him, he immediately straightened up and straightened up.
When he looked around the door, Sid's sparkling eyes happened to cast him, and intuitively he felt that today's distinguished guest Bacheng was the other party. He then walked over to Sid and the others, and asked in a low tentative voice, "Mr. Leon?"
"It's me. Sid snapped his fingers and nodded with a slight smile.
The other party looked at it and immediately determined Sid's identity. Although Sid is not an actor star in front of the stage, he is for him who has shown his face in the mainstream media and controls the Fire Lion Group. These nightclub managers, on the contrary, will be more aware of the face of a powerful figure like him in Hollywood.
The other party smiled and showed his badge to Sid and the others: "Hello everyone, I am the manager of our store. Welcome Mr. Leon to our store. We already know your requirements, please follow me. ”
With that, he turned around and led a few people into Ruby Sky from the main entrance.
It has to be said that this nightclub is worthy of being a popular top nightclub, and the well-designed soundproof door separates the inside and outside of the nightclub into two worlds. As soon as Sid, Larry Page and the others stepped through the door, the roaring music rushed over them.
What catches everyone's eye is a circular pale gold corridor, with curved glass walls and cleverly designed lighting, giving people a sense of splendor in the dark night.
After following the manager and a few guards through the corridor, everyone came to the main hall of the nightclub.
The blue lights that occupy the entire dome and the dazzling spotlights that change color are full of modernity in the dark night, and the deafening music constantly bombards the eardrums of several people.
At this time, the dance floor in the main hall on the first floor was already packed, and countless men and women swayed to the electronic music of the DJ. In the center and four corners of the main hall, high platforms are set up, and dancers in leather bikinis are dancing to the accompaniment of electronic music.
There were several guards specially summoned by the nightclub manager to open the way, and Sid and the others still passed through the crowd on the edge relatively smoothly, and went up from the special staircase to the air booth on the second floor.
After Sid and the others sat down, they were not interested in dancing. They continued to chat over a refreshing moxito.
"Yes, there is definitely a bubble in the Internet right now. Sid nodded, chatting with Larry Page and others about the Nasdaq's hottest internet boom this year. Although from the perspective of time, Google, which was still far from its infancy at this time, seems to have little to do with the Internet bubble in 2000.
But in Silicon Valley, which is actually at the center of the storm, how can they not be aware?
"While the whole of Wall Street, even Time Magazine, is laughing at Warren Buffett right now, he's at least right. Historically, no revolution in the connection of anything (railways, telegraphs, telephones, automobiles, airplanes, television) has brought any real benefits to the investment world. Sid succinctly talked about the recent grievances between Warren Buffett and Wall Street.
If you want to say that the most difficult time in Warren Buffett's life in ten years is definitely the current season when the Internet bubble is inflated. Now, in May 1999, Nasdaq's Internet stocks have begun to show their frantic rally beyond gravity.
Although Warren Buffett has the aura of "stock god", as a well-known conservative investor, he has been firmly bearish on Internet stocks from beginning to end, but when the Internet is rising wildly, several traditional companies he focuses on (Coca-Cola, Disney, American Express, etc.) are declining disgustingly.
And Time Magazine, on the cover of the just-published summer magazine, blatantly humiliated Buffett. They caught the eye with a big headline on the cover -- "Warren [Warren Buffett]: What the hell are you doing wrong?"
"Will we be affected?" asked Marisa Mayer worriedly, and even she couldn't help but worry when it came to characters like Warren Buffett.
"Not at all. Sid smiled and raised his index finger, "While investors don't benefit from a similar revolution, it's the opposite as a company." Whether it's the acquisition and utilization of information, or the normal growth of the company. For us, who are not going to be listed yet, it doesn't matter at all. ”
"In other words, we can take advantage of this bubble and get better growth opportunities. ”
Sid's words made Sergei Brin curious, "Why?"
"Because the bubble will eventually burst, and when the soap bubble bursts, all the overvalued companies and assets will hit rock bottom, and we ......"
"And we can go in and buy what we want cheaply, without having to pay a penny more. Larry Page took Sid's words and smiled slightly.
"That's good!" Sid nodded with satisfaction, and then just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly ran to Sid and the others' booths.
"Excuse me, excuse me......" A playful voice suddenly interrupted the chat.
Sid and the others turned their heads strangely to see a tall, slender figure with brown hair and blue eyes of an exotic beautiful girl standing next to their booths. I saw her wearing a royal blue leather coat and black jeans, and her feet were ten centimeters high. Although he was wrapped under jeans, his slender and toned long legs still attracted the attention of many men around.
"Excuse me, are you Sid Leonhardt?" asked the brown-haired girl, a little nervous.
"Yes, I'm Sid. Sid nodded, smiling.
"Ahh The beautiful girl jumped up excitedly, with the excitement and excitement of meeting an idol in her tone, "That, can you please sign for me?"
"Of course. Sid smiled and nodded. Looking at the exotic little beauty in front of him, Sid looked at this unexpected "acquaintance" with some surprise.
Although the girl looked unremarkable, Sid quickly recognized her as the new Victoria's Secret model, Adriana Lima.
Although this little Brazilian beauty was not as famous as the Victoria's Secret Triumvirate (Gisele Bundchen, Tyra Banks, Heidi Krum), as the longest-serving Victoria's Secret angel, Adriana Lima's resilience and hard work are also quite amazing.
"But I don't have a pen. Sid laughed.
"Ah, wait a minute. Adriana Lima immediately pulled one out of her handbag...... Lipstick!?
Then she slipped the lipstick into Sid's hand, but Sid smiled again, "Where?" He didn't see any signature pads or posters.
"That ......," Adriana Lima smiled charmingly, then crouched down, leaning back on the table of the booth. Then she unzipped her leather coat, revealing the silver cutie and a honey-colored seductive peak, "Can you please sign it on my chest?"
Uh, well, it seems that the woman who can spread the scandal with Ronaldo is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Sid smiled, "Why not?" and Sid pulled out his blush and gently signed his name on Adriana Lima's towering chest.
"Thank you. Adriana Lima thanked her with a smile, and as she withdrew her lipstick, she handed over a tissue with her phone number written on it.
"Also, here's my mobile phone number. She smiled charmingly, her big eyes seductive as if she could speak, "Oh, yes." Adriana Lima said as she lowered her head and printed a red lip on a tissue, "My name is Adriana, you can call me Leah." ”
After saying that, Adriana Lima turned around and left, leaving only a beautiful back for Sid and the others.
At this time, Larry Page and Sergey Brin, who were sitting opposite, were already dumbfounded, although they had long known that Sid was a well-known celebrity, but seeing the scene of the club beauty asking for an autograph on her chest still made them feel a strong shock to the three views.
Marissa Mayer, who was sitting next to Larry Page, kicked him without a trace, and Larry Page suddenly came back to his senses, and he and Sergey Brin hurriedly raised their wine glasses to hide their red face.
"Wow, crazy fan. Sid smiled and tossed the red-lip tissue aside, then said to Larry Page and the others, "Where did we just go?"
Marissa Mayer saw Larry Page's uneasy appearance, and suddenly said in her heart, "I'm going to go to the bathroom." ”
“OK。 Larry Page nodded.
Marissa Mayer then picked up the handbag with the makeup bag and got up to leave, and Sid and Larry Page looked at each other to show that only a man knew how to smile, and the three of them felt as if they were getting closer to each other.