The matter of coming to New York had been settled.

Having learned from the experience of being kept awake by snoring on the plane last time, after watching *The Phantom of the Opera* this time, Su Yehao decided to spend a night at The Plaza Hotel on 59th Street in Manhattan before returning to Silicon Valley.

He was even considering making "whether they snore or not" one of the criteria for choosing a personal bodyguard in the future.

After all, flying at night saves time, and whether it’s for tourism or business trips, he would inevitably need to travel by plane.

Especially for long intercontinental flights, it’s really uncomfortable if you can't get a good night's sleep. The interior space of the Gulfstream V private jet isn’t large, and one person's snoring echoes throughout the cabin.

The Plaza Hotel in New York faces Central Park across the street.

Back in the eighties, the *Plaza Accord*, which stunned the Japanese who were doing pretty well for themselves, was negotiated in this hotel.

Later, it was acquired by the famous local real estate tycoon Trump. A few years ago, this guy almost went bankrupt and was even restricted from spending by the bank. As a result, the hotel changed hands and ended up in the hands of a Saudi prince. It had just been renovated.

Standing in the room late at night, gazing at the dimly lit Central Park, even though Su Yehao couldn't sleep, he didn't have the guts to go for a stroll. It was after eleven o'clock at night, and wandering around in a New York park was practically dancing on the edge of a knife. They had just personally escorted Miss Vera home and chatted about her future.

According to Su Yehao's idea,

Vera should try her luck in Asia rather than developing in Europe and America.

Her family's gallery is located in Casino, 1997 and Hong Kong, and they can help with publicity and promotion. Moreover, Europe and America aren't short of white girls who can paint, but with her looks and talent, it’s easy for her to make a name for herself in Asia.

Putting aside everything else, just taking a few photos of her face would have a group of Japanese otaku kneeling. She was so delicate that she looked like she walked straight out of a manga, enough to dominate all comic conventions.

As someone who came from the twenty-first century, Su Yehao had been exposed to photo editing and cosmetic surgery for a long time, and his aesthetic sense was incredibly sharp.

For example, most of the currently popular female stars on Hong Kong's TVB were, in his eyes, only of average beauty, and the Miss Hong Kong contestants in recent years made him deeply suspect that the judges had secretly taken money from others. Some girls on the street were much prettier than Miss Hong Kong.

Compared to pure looks and figure, Miss Hong Kong also valued family background, relationships, and so on, so the results were definitely not satisfactory.

But Miss Vera was truly exquisite. If she had the title of "genius young female painter" and the connections of her family in Casino, 1997 and Hong Kong, it wouldn't be a problem to gain some fame.

It’s just that she hasn't graduated yet, and hasn't considered that far ahead. She just wanted to travel around and see more while she was young, anyway, her family didn't lack the money from selling paintings...

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The mattress at The Plaza Hotel was a bit soft, with good rebound.

After sleeping for a night, his back was a little sore.

In the morning, he accompanied the radiant Yin Liuli directly to the airport to board the plane. When taking off, he saw the landmark World Trade Center twin towers in the distance. Su Yehao really couldn't figure out if they would still collapse in this life.

Due to his influence, a batch of companies had sprung up in Silicon Valley in the past two years. Their names were likely to have changed directly, just like Google's bizarre "backlinks," making them difficult to distinguish.

Considering that money could never be completely earned by Su Yehao alone, he now just wanted to pick some easy investments, so it didn't have too much of an impact.

Yesterday, he met with people from Goldman Sachs.

Someone asked him if he wanted to transfer his Yahoo shares to the Abu Dhabi sovereign wealth fund of the United Arab Emirates at a premium of about 10%. It was said that these Middle Eastern white-robed tycoons had recently been admiring the largest internet companies, and successful companies were more stable compared to startups.

This reminded Su Yehao that it would be more convenient to sell his shares to these sovereign wealth funds in batches when necessary.

He held 4.88% of Yahoo's shares. The inflow of so many shares into the market would inevitably impact Yahoo's stock price, but transferring them on a business-to-business basis wouldn't have this concern.

Therefore, he didn't say he wouldn't sell, only that he didn't want to sell recently, and would find a buyer from Goldman Sachs when the time came.

In addition,

Su Yehao also got some new information from Goldman Sachs.

As he flapped his wings, some things had changed, but some things hadn't. The shareholders of Time Warner, a famous American media giant, seemed to still be eyeing America Online Group, a network media and internet service provider.

A huge tragedy seemed to be about to begin again. There were considerable business opportunities in this, and it was worth studying if he had time. However, the opportunities to make money in the short term had already dazzled Su Yehao, so he was temporarily adopting a wait-and-see attitude...

Departing from the East Coast at 8:20,

They arrived at San Francisco Airport at 9:40 AM on the West Coast.

Taking a car back to Silicon Valley, the white-tailed deer in the yard of the Atherton villa blocked Su Yehao's car. After raising these deer for so long, their number had increased by two. Without natural enemies and food concerns, they were busy making little deer all day long, living a leisurely life.

They were originally artificially raised deer, and the 8,000-square-meter yard was barely enough for them to move around.

Yang Zhiyuan asked Su Yehao to contact him for dinner after he returned from the Christie's auction.

However, Su Yehao now intended to expand his search engine business and was also preparing to sell all of his Yahoo shares in the second half of the year, so he decided to keep a distance from him to avoid offending him if they had a falling out later.

Without contacting Yang Zhiyuan, he first went to KOKO Ventures to understand the latest developments.

Letting Yin Liuli rest at home, he went to Sand Hill Road, where venture capital companies were everywhere. Compared to the last time he came, the number of financial investment institutions on this street seemed to have increased again, and there weren't enough parking spaces nearby, so the roadside was full of cars.

He called a meeting with the people from KOKO Ventures. During the meeting, he unexpectedly heard someone report that a Chinese man named Jack Ma had come to the company yesterday to seek financing.

Since Su Yehao had instructed them to focus on entrepreneurial projects on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the business manager, who really had nothing else to report to Su Yehao, brought this matter up.

In the past six months, KOKO Ventures hadn't had many financing projects.

This was due to Su Yehao's insufficient cash flow. The funds had already been invested, causing them to only be able to look for small startups, mainly investing in angel and A rounds.

B and C rounds cost more money. Considering this point in time, Su Yehao didn't dare to invest too much money, fearing that the stock price would collapse before the original shares' lock-up period expired, and he would be stuck with them.

Unexpectedly hearing this long-lost name from the white manager,

Sitting at the conference table, Su Yehao was stunned, wondering why this big shot had come to Silicon Valley.

It was only March of 1999.

If there were no accidents, Jack Ma should have just set his sights on e-commerce, JD's Dong-ge was still selling discs in Zhongguancun, and Baidu's Hong-ge was either working in Silicon Valley or had been scared silly by the mainland's TOT search engine, feeling lost about the future.

As for Yinhai, Leibos was diligently managing the company for Su Yehao.

And Penguin's Ma-zong was probably earning an annual salary of more than 100,000 RMB at TAT headquarters in Pengcheng, racking his brains on how to learn from and develop a new online game to repay Su Yehao's kindness as a talent scout.

The destinies of these big shots had all undergone tremendous changes because of Su Yehao.

At this moment,

Su Yehao smiled and said,

"Is that so? Go make a call and ask if this Jack Ma is still in Silicon Valley, and have him come see me."

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