A group of people like Bill Gates and Warren Buffett actually held a cocktail party in such a remote town. Whether it was air transport, land transport, water transport, a lot of food and wine, or teams of security personnel entered the surroundings. Even if the town is a tourist destination, the arrival of Andy and other super rich people completely broke the tranquility here.

Helicopters, yachts, off-road vehicles, etc., were parked in the apron and parking lot. Nearby tourists and town residents looked at the Ocean Edge Resort, which was completely cold and guarded by security guards with sunglasses and headphones.

Except for the basic satellite call equipment for the invitation, the people here do not have any shooting and recording equipment, which have been mentioned in the invitation letter. No sensitive equipment is allowed, especially those that will leak their information. Even if they are brought over, they will be stored and stored in a unified manner when they are received far away from the outside.

There will also be inspection devices and shielding insurance on site. These arrangements do not disgust anyone, and they are all for everyone's good.

Andy's convoy ushered in a security check at the entrance of the resort. Andy and Ivana, who were sitting in the car, did not show impatience. Global terrorist forces were rising. Safety is undoubtedly the most important gathering of such a group of giants who control the American media and network.

"Dear, do you say that the purpose of this party is really just to discuss facing the economic crisis?" Ivana looked through the black car window at dozens of reporters with XNG cards on both sides of the entrance, and entered the resort under security inspection.

Andy played with Ivana's little hand, adjusted his sitting position comfortably, raised his legs and smiled, "Maybe there is a discussion about the first black president. The guys on Wall Street have been deepening their influence on who sits on that throne. You don't really think that people in Silicon Valley will watch it."

Ivana's eyes lit up slightly when she heard her boyfriend's explanation, "O'Black Bull?"

"This subprime mortgage crisis is completely a matter of Wall Street's play. No matter how Washington's successor attacks and condemns Wall Street during the campaign, when he takes that position, he will find out what capital control is. O'Hainiu is undoubtedly a candidate that many people on Wall Street are optimistic about. I am also optimistic about his future, a mascot that promotes the destruction of American freedom."

While Andy was talking, the convoy drove into the resort. Although he could still see the scattered security, there was no longer such a tense atmosphere and stopped in front of the main entrance square of the resort's largest main hotel building.

The car door was opened by the bodyguards, and Andy got out of the car first, turned around and held Ivana's outstretched hand, and helped her get out of the car.

"Haha, Andy, you're a little late."

Hearing the familiar voice, Andy showed a calm smile on his face, looking at the group of people walking out of the hall, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and greeted Ivana, who was also a little surprised.

"Isn't the party time today? I'm a little flattered, Warren." Andy let go of Ivana's hand and shook hands with Warren Buffett, who was wearing a fluorescent green half-sleeved shirt.

"Of course, it's just that the temperature here is warm enough. Many people arrive a few days earlier. At this time, Hawaii can rival this place. Ivana, you are still so charming..." The old gangster quickly threw down Andy and hugged and hugged Ivana with the elegant and sweet smile.

Andy turned his eyes to the world legendary richest man Bill Gates, who always had a confident smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Gates. I'm glad to see you."

Bill Gates looked at the young man in front of him who was highly praised by his old friend Warren Buffett, put his left hand in his pocket, stretched out his right hand and held it with Andy, and smiled and said, "Before, I was talking about your game ideas with Mark, a happy farm, but Microsoft paid a considerable price in the negotiations with Facebook."

Regarding the joke of Bill Gates, who would put one hand in his pocket when shaking hands with anyone, Andy just smiled and said, "The value of Facebook is not something that can be controlled by a social game. It is worth it. I don't think Mark will disappoint us investors, right, Mark?"

Little Mazi, wearing a gray T-shirt and shorts, shook her shoulders confidently, then smiled and shook hands with Andy and said, "You shareholder is a little irresponsible. If you throw away an agent, you never show up again. Damn, I should have given you a creative director position. Don't think I don't know you are building a social software application called ntgr (photo wall), give me a price, I will buy your creativity in the form of cash and shares..."

"Haha, your idea is very unfriendly. Mark, although I am optimistic about Facebook, I cherish ntgr as well. Also, although you just got investment from Microsoft, man, although ntgr is still just a Bby, this is the Bby I created. Its future value is immeasurable. Even if you want to sell it, it is definitely not the present."

Although Andy said with a smile, everyone present could hear Andy's confidence and disregard for the acquisition Mark said. She stabbed Xiao Mazi slightly, who looked a little arrogant. Andy sneered in her heart. He had a memory of Xiao Mazi's invasion. He was very clear about Xiao Mazi's invasion. What Xiao Mazi liked to do the most is to use the so-called Facebook valuation to use capital means to swallow each opponent or potential opponent that could threaten Facebook, and ultimately achieve the goal of dominating the market.

Andy can understand that Xiao Mazi is very energetic now. After all, she just won Microsoft in the negotiations and was chatting and laughing on the same page with Bill Gates. However, after being frustrated by Andy, he did not show any embarrassment. Instead, he slapped his mouth and said, "I knew you wouldn't agree. What you like most is to take the initiative to maximize your interests. Damn, I should have bought out the copyright of Happy Farm at the beginning..."

Thinking that with Facebook's global promotion, Happy Farm's revenue can be said to be a daily profit, and it has become Facebook's largest source of income. However, according to the previous contract, Facebook could only get half of the profit. Seeing the huge amount of US dollars being taken away in two, Xiao Mazi regretted that he had not paid more shares at the beginning and directly bought out the game.

"Hi, man, eating alone is not a good idea!" Andy raised his eyebrows, patted Xiaomazi's arm, then ignored him and continued to greet others.

After a brief greeting, a group of people walked into the hotel lobby with laughter. Andy whispered to Warren: "Why didn't I see Steve? Haven't he arrived yet?"

Warren looked at Andy with a little amused and said, "Haha, he's not here this time, and sent Cook here, but it won't be there in the afternoon. You know, his body... Oh, I've said too much, you're fighting very well now."

Andy rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How can my little arms and legs beat the giant apple? I'm being bullied, okay, you still have to be honest in doing business."

Bill Gates beside Warren turned to look at Andy, a young man with a meaningful and weird smile. He felt funny in his heart. Bill Gates couldn't say he hated or liked Jobs, who was both enemies and friends, but he was still very happy to see that bastard being defeated.

"Haha, everyone knows that you have been calculating Apple early in the morning, so it is easy to fall into Rashomon on the issue of integrity. This article has no impact on Apple..."

Hearing Bill Gates' laughter and whisper, Warren and Andy looked at the dark-bellied world richest man in a bit incredible way.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Andy, I've been chanting in my ears for a while and I want to know you very much. This is the first time I have seen Warren so highly recommend a young man, and he has a very high opinion of you."

When Andy heard Bill Gates say this again, he made sure that this was not the polite words he had begun to think, and looked at Buffett.

Buffett pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose, looked at Andy with a deep look and said, "I told Bill that you are a very interesting young man. You not only have eyes that can see the future clearly, but also have the courage and ambition to realize it!"

Andy frowned slightly, and his eyes were also deep, but he shook his head and said, "Are you going to praise me? Is it still a bby..."

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha"

Warren and Bill Gates laughed out loud by Andy's expressions and self-deprecating expressions, which attracted the attention of other participants who were also in the hall.

In the rest area, International Zhang was unable to suppress her excitement and said something to her wealthy business boyfriend, Warner senior executive vvamp;nbp;nbp; in the rest area, International Zhang was undoubtedly fully satisfied with his vanity.

Hearing the laughter from the main entrance of the hall in the distance, Jin Zhang and his boyfriend VV looked over curiously.

"It's Andy Smith." VV's eyes lit up. He still vaguely remembered how Andy looked when he attended his party. However, in just one year, the young man who could have relied on his wealth to make him look up to him now needs to look up to him.

"Oh my God..." International Zhang saw Andy, who was chatting and laughing with the group of real world top bosses, had a strange light flashing deep in his eyes, and Wendy Murdoch needed to please her, pulling Ivana intimately and saying something with a smile on her face.

International Zhang looked at the other side without a trace and looked at the boyfriend of the group of people with envious eyes. He also sighed slightly. It seemed that her big figure who was already awesome in her eyes was still more than one or two streets away from the real top class!
Chapter completed!