On Baker Beach in San Francisco Fort Park, Jim Manz was wearing a casual T-shirt, floral beach pants, and flip-flops, and was squatting in the middle of the two recliners with a lascivious expression on his face, and his hands helped two young women lying on the chaise longue at the same time, unbuttoning their corsets to apply sunscreen, and his two hands were on the oily backs of the two beauties, and his buttocks were roaming, and his mouth made a refreshing sound:

"If heaven really existed, it would have to be fucking California, and I should have chosen Stanford instead of the damn Tufts."

The other travelers on the beach were either envious, or looked at this white man about thirty years old with a cigar in his mouth, and did not understand why this guy did not have strong muscles, and even had some fat in his lower abdomen.

"Envy? Everyone, they're all my girlfriends! You know what I mean? Seeing the other people's gazes, Jim Manz became happier and shouted to the people around him.

"Mr. Manz, we also have to pay for you to bask in the sun, five hundred ...... per hour," a beautiful woman reminded in a whisper.

"Don't be so disappointing, Dorothy, or I'll complain to your entertainment company about your service attitude, hold that cigar for me, and spend all my time improving my business level, it will be more endearing!" Before the woman could finish speaking, Jim took off his cigar, stuffed it into the other's mouth, and said dissatisfiedly:

"I like to enjoy the complicated stares that people throw at me, and if I call you all high-class call girls who can pay for money, they won't be so jealous of me."

In the distance, a white man of Jim's age, jeans and a T-shirt, saw Jim's virtue, he stroked his forehead: "Jim, bastard, I wish I didn't know you." ”

Jim was scooping some of the ice cream out of his hand with his fingers and applying it to two points on his chest, kneeling in the middle of the chaise longe.

"Are you using all of California as a brothel?" The man walked over to the vacant seat next to him and sat down, looked at Jim's cool expression, and scolded in disgust.

Jim gave him a puzzled look, then patted the woman named Dorothy on the buttocks and gestured, "Isn't it?" Dorothy, you went to accompany my best friend from working at National Review magazine, Big Toe Birch! ”

"No, no, no, Jim, I don't have the talent of you to be in heat in broad daylight, and I don't want to be mistaken for a nymphomaniac, you can go back to Massachusetts if you're ruined here, but I've decided to live in California." Birch, deputy editor of the computer magazine Information World, waved his hand and motioned for the woman not to come near him, while saying to Jim.

"If it weren't for the fact that I remember you and I went all over the Soviet Union looking for prostitutes, I would have believed you to be a good man, Birch." When Jim heard that Birch was not interested in having fun with him, he simply stopped his absurd behavior and sat down on the recliner next to Birch: "It's rare for me to come to California for a vacation. ”

"It's Actor Corporation's software." Birch took out a file bag and threw it on Jim:

"There's no need to collect it, there's a Stanford social engineering girl named Holly Keener at Actor, one of the three founders, and I have a good relationship with one of my reporters, we've had a few coffees together, and I gave him a copy of the software developed by Actor for him to test, but he hasn't installed it yet."

"I understand, if the other party doesn't buy a lot of advertising space, how can you, a reporter under a vampire, have time to help write software reviews." Jim picked up the file bag and put it aside, picked up the cold Coke and took a sip:

"What about the company? Whether it's looking at the hundreds of thousands of dollars a year in Lotus or our personal relationship, I don't want you to hold it back, Birch. ”

"My reporter said that this is the only software that provides electronic documents and spreadsheets......" Birch said as he looked at the sea in the distance, but before he could finish speaking, Birch interrupted him impatiently:

"I warn you, this is not provided by Actor at all, this is a product of the relationship between Lotus and MicroPort, Actor is just a camera, recording the copulation, it is a complete plagiarism, and I know this software very well, what I need is news from that company."

"The company doesn't seem to have any plans to entrust a software reseller to help sell it, but Holly Keener chatted with my staff about working with a women's organization at Stanford to train unemployed women to master the software, and then try to recommend them for clerical jobs for $49.99." Birch was no longer surprised by Jim's rudeness, and said calmly.

Jim sat up abruptly and looked at Birch, who was startled by his action, but then remembered something, and finally lay back lazily: "Work with the women's organization on campus to make money in the pockets of poor and ugly women...... What is the scale of the training? ”

"Four abandoned mobile dormitories converted into classrooms, 50 of the cheapest computers, training on Saturdays and Sundays, and a month to complete the training course."

"Training fifty people a month, training six hundred people a year, selling 600 copies and only making 30,000 yuan, if you want to make a small amount of money by deceiving those idiots who don't know how to use computers, it is indeed a good master......" Jim muttered in his mouth, and suddenly got up again, his eyes changed from half-open and half-closed just now, to a fierce gaze, as if he was staring at Birch like a wild beast.

Birch was startled by Jim's surprise and scolded unpleasantly, "What the hell is wrong with you?" Jim? You were stabbed in the ass by the Cowherd last night, so you are restless? ”

"There's no software on the market right now that can be mastered in just eight days by someone with no computer knowledge!" Jim said to Birch with a serious face:

"It's been half a year since I joined Lotus, and I haven't remembered how to operate my company's software, mainly because the 100-page operation guide is too scary, and I don't have the courage to open it at all...... If we just want to make a little money on a low-key basis, why would this actor company send us software? They should hide like rats in the ground, lest we find out. ”

Birch said disappreciatively: "Even if the sales volume is the highest, it will only sell 600 sets in a year, and your company has not sold it in a day......

"Birch!" Jim's eyes froze slightly, as if he had thought of something, picked up the file bag containing the software, and walked towards the dressing room in the distance, simulating a certain voice in his mouth: "Bang Bang ~ ~~~ What is that sound?" ”

"The sound of excretion when the vice president of Lotus is frightened by the sales of 600 units and goes incontinent?" Birch said mockingly.

"The sound of the wind blowing through the palm fronds could also be the sound of money flowing." Jim turned his head to look at his old friend, and said to the two beauties who had not yet come to his senses: "My temporary girlfriends, remember to ask him to pay the bills, although he didn't use you, yes, but the money was paid by him." ”

"Jim...... Jim! Birch yelled at Jim Manz, who was running away towards the locker room, but the guy ran faster and soon got into the locker room, Birch yelled hatefully, "I promise that next month's advertising offer for your company will go up by a fucking 200 percent!" ”

Birch looked at the two seductive beauties: "So, how much?" ”

"Together with the cost of last night, and the cost of sunbathing on the beach, it totals 3,600 yuan." The beautiful woman named Dorothy smiled at Birch and politely quoted the price.

"Last night's ...... Your company really trusts high-end customers! Three thousand six hundred yuan, who did he sleep with? A noble English princess? Next time remember, if he asks you to provide your services, be sure to make him pay first, the sound of the money flowing, the sound of the money flowing...... F*ckYou, Jim! It turns out that it is my money that has flowed away......" Even Birch had a lot of income at this time, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard the figure of three thousand six hundred yuan, and after coming back to his senses, he looked at the direction where Jim Manz disappeared, sighed, and asked in a desperate tone to the beautiful Dorothy who spoke:

"If your client doesn't have enough money to pay the bill, what excuse will he find to get his wife to take the money out and make her believe that her husband is innocent when she sees the bill?"

The second more ~~~

(End of chapter)