Miss Vera stood Su Yehao up.

She felt nervous and wouldn't be able to deceive Zhao Yimeng, so she thought it was better not to come at all. She arranged to meet Su Yehao in Pengcheng a week later.

Su Yehao felt rather helpless about this.

He unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance, Zhao Yimeng, in Silicon Valley. He couldn't very well turn her away.

Besides, he had few female friends. He had almost exhausted all the "grass" near his own nest. It was rare to have Miss Zhao, who was the same age as him, so the importance of their friendship suddenly became apparent.

At the very least, Linda Yun wouldn't be able to say he only ate the "grass" near his nest next time. He could use Miss Zhao as an example to refute it, instead of keeping silent and admitting defeat.

After visiting the construction site in Mountain View.

That night, Su Yehao accepted Larry Page's invitation to a pool party.

This Google founder clearly had his "peach" stolen, but he was still genuinely grateful for Su Yehao's help, treating him as a benefactor.

Tonight, Larry Page was hosting a welcome party for him at his newly purchased mansion.

The location was next to Atherton, and although the house wasn't as expensive as Su Yehao's, it still cost nearly five million dollars.

Google wasn't yet publicly listed, but Larry Page had been the CEO of Google for so long that he had received considerable salary and bonuses. His private investments had also been successful, so buying such a house was no problem.

It should be known that Larry Page, Sergey Brin, and several other veteran employees held some of Google's original shares.

As Google's valuation exceeded twenty billion dollars, even the Google employee with the fewest shares was worth at least ten million dollars.

Such stories of wealth creation were not uncommon in Silicon Valley. The miracle created by Google had become a story passed down by word of mouth, while the countless others who became cannon fodder were habitually ignored.

When Su Yehao arrived with Zhao Yimeng, he found the pool already crowded with people. Including those on the shore, there were roughly one or two hundred guests.

When he saw Larry Page, Su Yehao asked in confusion, "I thought I walked into a bar. What's with this crowd?"

"… Sorry, I guess I wasn't clear in the email. I only invited a few friends, but I didn't expect so many to come. The scene is a bit out of control, and it was too late when I realized it."

This wasn't a very formal party, so Larry Page didn't arrange for security to check at the door. The news spread like wildfire, and there was now a long line of people waiting to enter his house.

Su Yehao smiled, patted Larry on the shoulder, and said:

"It's okay, everyone loves a free party, right? This is my good friend from childhood, Miss Zhao. Her father is also a real estate developer in Casino, 1997, and a partner of my father."

Hearing this, Larry Page quickly reached out to greet Zhao Yimeng.

Su Yehao's rich private life had long been spread throughout Silicon Valley and was being talked about with relish. Although he introduced Zhao Yimeng as just a friend, Larry Page didn't believe it. He took the attitude of "rather believe it than not" and showed sufficient friendliness.

Zhao Yimeng was wearing a white shirt and denim shorts.

Compared to her, the other Caucasian girls were much more uninhibited. Most of them were in swimwear, and the better their figure, the more confident they were in showing it off.

As for Su Yehao, he was wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. Standing next to Zhao Yimeng, they really did look like a perfect match.

After chatting with some acquaintances for a while.

Su Yehao took a bottle of beer, drank it, and asked Zhao Yimeng, "I told you to wear a swimsuit when I called earlier. The invitation said it was a pool party. What are you waiting for? Be bold."

Zhao Yimeng turned a deaf ear, chuckled, and said, "There are so many people in the pool, and you can't even go in. You want to take advantage of me just by talking? Didn't you say yesterday that I wasn't sexy enough? There are so many Caucasian beauties here, aren't they enough to make your eyes pop?"

"Slander, you're slandering me. When did I say you weren't sexy enough? I said that Caucasian aesthetics are different from ours, they prefer a wilder figure."

Su Yehao's words aroused Zhao Yimeng's competitive spirit.

She smiled slightly: "Really? You just wait…"

Zhao Yimeng left for a while, and when she returned, she was only wearing a swimsuit.

Her fair skin and great figure turned heads, and some people couldn't help but whistle.

Su Yehao, who only wanted to tease her, didn't expect Miss Zhao to be so uninhibited. After looking Zhao Yimeng up and down, his heart beat slightly faster.

When she walked in front of him, Su Yehao changed his tune and said, "You're not going swimming, isn't wearing this just tempting people to commit crimes? How am I supposed to face you?"

"Everyone is wearing this, it's because your own inner demons are too strong…"

Even so, Zhao Yimeng was still a little happy. This was mainly because Su Yehao was flirting everywhere, but had skipped over her.

Although it wasn't a good thing, for a proud and confident woman like her, Su Yehao's actions still caused Miss Zhao to feel a deep sense of resentment, to the point of self-doubt.

This led to Zhao Yimeng feeling particularly relieved when she could get Su Yehao's approval, more or less with a sense of "See? You didn't choose me at the beginning, now you regret it, right?"

Everyone has vanity, even Miss Zhao, who has excellent conditions, is no exception.

…

Many acquaintances in Silicon Valley attended the party tonight, including executives from Oracle and well-known investors from Wall Street.

Zhao Yimeng wanted Su Yehao to introduce her to some new friends, but her swimsuit attire was a bit strange, so she quietly found an opportunity to put on her shirt and shorts again.

Seeing Su Yehao's puzzled expression, she rolled her eyes and made an excuse, telling him, "I'm cold, okay?"

An executive director from HP came to Su Yehao with a glass of wine, smiled, introduced himself, and asked, "Su, I know I should rest tonight, but there are too few opportunities to see you in person. Can we talk business?"

"Please speak. If it's about wafer foundry, then I can only ask you to be patient. The production capacity simply can't keep up in the short term."

As soon as Su Yehao finished speaking, the middle-aged man quickly shook his head, saying:

"No, no, no, it's not about chips. Our company has comprehensively evaluated your Yellow Diamond Computer Company, and has also arranged for a delegation to visit your factory. Although the board of directors has not yet made a complete decision, we are discussing acquiring your Yellow Diamond Computer Company. What are your thoughts? There's no need to rush to answer, it's okay to consider it for a few days."

"… I can answer now, I can only say I'm sorry. My original intention in founding Yellow Diamond Computer was to allow billions of people to use cheap and durable computers and accelerate into the information age. This also affects my internet business across the ocean. User scale determines their value, you understand?"

"Of course, listening to you, I seem to understand why Yellow Diamond Computer's profit margin is kept at such a low level. Su, to be honest, this makes our products very difficult to sell and has somewhat affected the normal business order."

…