"Why not find a place to have a drink? Anyway, those big speeches are not much cliche with us. "Sandahl suggested that the other two should have agreed to have a small bar in the stadium and then organized a delegation to go.

Although they are peers, it doesn’t mean that it’s normal for them to exchange their experiences and experience. There’s nothing to make a fuss about. Chen Bo must be the youngest. These two are both seniors. It’s no problem to sit together and brag and paddle. It’s also interesting.
Through some mutual testing and understanding, Chen Bo also noticed some unremarkable things, such as Sandahl, who is well-read and memorized, and it is easy to ignore his feelings, but he is an indispensable lubricant
Weiner came to Yahoo with time warner Inc. President Semel, which did more harm than good for enterprise management, because Yahoo has a mature business model, unlike ants or how many people came in at the initial stage of high-speed development.
Yahoo’s big business and big companies are complicated, so it is easy to fall into the struggle of consumption, and then strengthen the potential. Investors think of Yang Zhiyuan, and it is not difficult to analyze that it is difficult for Yahoo to play its due strength
Semel is actually an old routine that regards Yahoo as a media company like time warner Inc. to cultivate the core advantages of technology. Ant and Ggle are weaker than before, and it is unknown whether verure, which was acquired today, has been digested.
I don’t blame Jeff Weiner for his hard work in the search industry, but he does have a lot of unique opinions on construction. This aspect is the weakness of ants. After all, it is not a professional portal. Even with LinkedIn and rotten tomatoes, it is also a vertical segmentation field. Fail official website pushes news mostly because it lacks originality.
It’s hard to catch up with flattery, and there’s no need to catch up with Yahoo, which will be dragged down eventually.
Weiner is a humorous American, Sandahl is an alternative Indian, and Chen Bo, a less oriental Chinese, actively integrates into this pluralistic society, but he can communicate well and talk happily despite his different cultural backgrounds.
Three people can’t always be sedentary. After all, there are school celebrations. It’s not too late to save a game another day and talk to you.
There are more and more people in the stadium, and it seems that it has reached a climax. The big alumni in the front row donated generously to study. No wealth less than 50,000 US dollars is just a number for them.
Chen Bo hasn’t seen Ivanka look around today, but he has also found a wretched figure.
"Golden lion king? Shit! " Isn’t that the middle-aged man who appeared in the Times Square advertisement, and he also put his hand on Ivanka’s weak waist?
Dare to play hooligans openly! Can a man touch his head and a woman’s waist casually?
Chen Bo walked a few steps, dodged through the crowd, and came to the two of them. He grabbed the salty pig’s hand and twisted it directly behind his back. The wretched man’s arm cried out in pain. The scene was noisy and didn’t attract too many people’s attention, but Ivanka must have been disturbed.
"I don’t allow you to be polite to my classmates!" Chen Boyi shouted in words, I still want to save the beauty from the hero, right?
"Stop it! He’s my father Donald Rump!" Ivanka exclaimed.
"Nani?" Oolong? Chen Bo was surprised and let go of his hand. "Is the Golden Lion King your father?"
"Strength is not small, young man!" Rump flung his hands red and his face was angry. "I know you’re dating Ivanka!"
"Well …" A moment ago, I compared myself to the radiant chivalrous hero, and now I’m exhausted.
"If I weren’t her father, I’d also like to kiss Fangze Ivanka. It’s too spicy … I like your Chinese!" Rump is suddenly changed a face of laughing fingers Chen Bo also blinked "golden lion king? This nickname is so cool, I like it! "
Chen Bo has been completely petrified. Is this man who is not on the spot actually Ivanka’s father? The owner of Rump Tower? New york real estate tycoon?
"You young people play and be careful." Rump turned and pulled a slightly younger man. "Donald, we should give them some!"
wha? What is all this? Chen Bo looked at his face with a look of shame. Ivanka is really wonderful to have such a father.
"Well, as you can see, this flirting golden lion king is really my father," Ivanka explained. "That’s my brother Donald Jr. They are both Wharton Alumni Association."
"Don’t tell me that your brothers and sisters are all Wharton students." Chen Bonai.
"Eric Georgetown Tiffany is only one year old this year." Ivanka is true that all the family members have vomited and it is true that MD can give birth.
"His personality may be able to give your whole brother out in two years." Chen Bo curled his lips and said awkwardly, "I just found out how stupid it is now. You even commented on the smell of Trum Tower in front of you … that restaurant is not your home, is it?"
"Of course, it’s not all my fault that I didn’t say my last name. You’ll know …" Ivanka Trail seemed to think of something again and changed the subject. "By the way, Dasha said that her father would come to London next week. If you have something, you’d better go there."
"You help me tell her that I will go." Even if Chen Bodang promised to come to the former Soviet Union, the economy was in a mess, but this baby knot in one’s heart is like floating satellites in the outer space.
Lao Mao’s satellite often crashes, but it’s better than saying that it’s a big country. You can’t get satellite photos from other places. Presumably, Lao Mao won’t be stingy. After all, their NASA is too poor to expose, and many talents have been poached by several big countries secretly.
Chen Bo wants to be able to hit the Russian search market through this oligarch. It is best if it can’t, but this satellite is bound to come.
Maybe it costs more here than buying data from his company, but Chen Bo doesn’t want to be controlled by others. Choosing a unique shortcut as far as possible is also a feature of avoiding production homogenization
"There is a problem I want to …" Ivanka trembles.
"Come on, what are you hesitating about?"
"Yu Wendy"
"Did she ask you to be a lobbyist again?" Chen Bo laughed and knew that this bitch would definitely take every opportunity to achieve her goal. After talking for more than a month, can you not worry about the progress? The media has boasted a lot of Haikou, and even the lively news audience is tired of watching it.
"Well," Ivanka nodded embarrassedly. Except for classmates, two people have always been at arm’s length. It happened that Wendy Deng always encouraged her to be a lobbyist, and it was a multi-billion-dollar business. Analyzing her growing environment and education, she was not so hesitant.
"How much did she come up with?"
"Er … that … seems to be $1.7 billion." Ivanka said uneasily. After all, it’s a billion dollars short of his offer. It’s a billion dollars. It’s not Vietnamese dong. It’s not even a piece of bread that can’t buy a face value of 100 million Zimbabwe dollars.
1.7 billion? It has exceeded the psychological expectation. After grinding for a month, it has increased by 500 million US dollars. You can see how eager this bitch is. This is not the bottom line. At least it is no problem to cut another knife.
"Now that you have said that she is your friend," Chen Bo said, "Then it will be $19.9 billion. If you agree, sign the contract immediately, so it won’t be difficult for you?"
"Really? Thank you so much! " Ivanka grabbed Chen Bo’s hand and shook it. She lost $7.1 billion in one sentence. This is finally a job for her best friend, and this side is also the sky, right?
"Of course, I never lie." Chen Bo didn’t feel guilty when he spoke. More lies became the truth. "I don’t know how you can thank me?"
"Er … um … this …" Ivanka thought about it for a while, blushed and got up the courage, and then her lips pursed slightly. When she went forward to find out, she printed Chen Bo’s face and had the most direct and intimate contact in public.
Chapter ninety-one Your identity has been exposed
"You yellow trash get your dirty hands to one side! Don’t defile me. Ivanka mobile advertising saves the most traffic. "
Before Chen Bo could finish this soft kiss, his good mood was immediately swept away by a furious drink. Four young white people came to him with a look of glare and wanted to tear him to pieces. If his eyes can kill people, then he has died several times.
These people are the classmates who always give him the cold shoulder, but they are gone. Brother Huang, if he is there, it will be interesting. At least he can help him share the racial discrimination.
"Ivanka, I’ve heard that dogs bite. Have you ever heard that people bite dogs?" Chen Bo looked at them directly, but smiled at the beautiful women.
"How can there be such a stupid person?" Ivanka replied very cooperatively.
"That’s it. Let’s go. I don’t want to be polluted by a group of local dogs. If you want to bark, bark." Chen Bo said as he stretched out his arm and put his arm around her soft waist. He also gave those white people a show-off look. See? You goddess, can my hands resist me?
"I repeat, let go or I’ll be rude!" The leading man almost screamed and shouted out, and he also had a folding knife in his hand.
Chen Bo is afraid of a chicken feather with a so-called knife. Tubot machetes have always seen them, but they have annoyed Ivanka. "Pierre, I don’t care about you. This is America, not France! !”
Although she didn’t want to aggravate the situation, this young French man named Pierre had a different meaning in his eyes. He was limited to getting close to this sweet American girl, but now he is drifting away. Although everything was normal at school, he started to search for evidence after he saw the interview with the TV station.
Only then did I find out that the Chinese-American primary school in his class was actually the president of the limited scenery ant search ball in the video. It was really hidden, and just now I saw that scene again. Which man can stand it? And he’s a proud Gaul.
Ivanka’s words are more like adding fuel to the fire. As the saying goes, anger grows from the heart and evil grows from the gallbladder! Pierre shouted "damn son of a bitch, I’ll kill you" and waved and folded a knife and stabbed him.
How could Chen Bo let him succeed when he had been prepared for it for a long time? First, I pushed Ivanka around to avoid her injury, then I moved my hands to meet him and reached out from the side. I quickly grabbed the knife and held my wrist in a lifting posture to let him take a step forward, and then I lifted my long legs and kicked him in the chest.
Then Pierre flew out like a kite with a broken line … It was really two or three meters away, and there was no problem. Besides, this Frenchman was thin and looked like a drug addict.