The world's richest man started by developing gutter oil

Jonathan Ivey opened the door and walked into the office to see Mr. Qiao concentrating on playing with an unknown mobile phone.

Seeing that Master Qiao was so attentive to Jonathan Ivey, he sat down and waited quietly.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

"This is a smartphone released by the Deep Blue Group the day before yesterday. They added a face recognition function to the phone, and they also added a lock on the bottom layer of the chip and system. In addition, it also has a remote data deletion function.

These advanced data privacy features are enough to make a user choose their phone over iPhone.

I don’t require iPhone 4 to be able to implement face recognition, can remote data deletion and underlying encryption be achieved? Mr. Qiao asked after putting down his dark blue phone.

"Boss, software encryption is meaningless to hackers, and there are still many loopholes in our system." Jonathan Ivey said helplessly.

iPhone 4 was released on June 6, and hackers released jailbreak tools in July. iOS security is a joke in front of hackers.

"I want you to crack their security system in the shortest possible time. Even if the iPhone is not as secure as theirs, I will not allow their mobile phone to be more secure than our iPhone." Mr. Qiao said.

"I try my best but I can't guarantee success." Jonathan Ivey said helplessly.

"Go." Master Qiao said.

New York Airport.

At the exit of New York Airport, this is a lively and bustling place.

People were rushing past, and it seemed like no one would stop here.

However, in front of a shining Maserati, stood a beauty who looked like an angel. Her figure was elegant and charming, and her temperament was noble and extraordinary, like a proud queen.

As if waiting for someone important, some bold travelers would walk over to say hello to the woman, but no matter what, the beauty would always reject their invitations indifferently, leaving these silly men to look down upon her. Feeling embarrassed and helpless.

She was wearing a black suit and an elegant hat. No matter which angle she looked at, she was full of endless charm and elegance.

Her skin was fair and delicate, and her slender fingers were decorated with a delicate ring, shining softly.

Next to her, parked was a shiny Maserati, with a gold-plated emblem hanging on the front of the car. This was the beauty's car and her symbol.

Although the tourists around her were busy on their way, the beauty seemed to be in heaven, watching the door of heaven. Her eyes were deep and beautiful, as clear and transparent as a pool of clear spring water.

Whenever someone comes over, she will ignore the person, as if she doesn't care about everything in the world, until that special person appears, she will smile happily.

"Brother Chen." Changsun Xiaoxiao ran up to Han Chen and held his arm and called out obediently.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Han Chen smiled.

"I just arrived." The eldest grandson, Xiao Xiaotian, smiled sweetly.

"Why are you dressed so maturely today?" Han Chen asked, looking at the suit on Sun Xiaoxiao.

"This is the latest clothing launched by Givenchy to commemorate Hepburn. You know that Hepburn is my favorite." Changsun Xiaoxiao said.

Not to mention that Changsun Xiaoxiao looks very elegant in this Hepburn-style suit. Gu Lina would definitely not be able to match her look.

"It suits you very well." Han Chen smiled.

"Let's go back to the city first." Changsun Xiaoxiao said and pulled Han Chen towards the Maserati.

Changsun Xiaoxiao and Han Chen opened the doors and sat in the car respectively.

"You've become rich recently and you've driven a Maserati?" Han Chen joked after getting into the passenger seat.

"Last time my dad helped you trade, didn't he earn a commission? Then I begged him to buy me a car. Unexpectedly, he bought me a Maserati directly." Changsun Xiaoxiao said.

"Uncle Changsun has really carried out his idea of ​​raising his son in poverty and raising his daughter in wealth." Han Chen said with a smile.

"Shit, my dad is usually very stingy. If it hadn't been for what happened last time, he wouldn't even buy it for me." Changsun Xiaoxiao complained.

"If uncle eldest grandson doesn't love you, how can he buy you a Maserati? You know Chuanfu has wanted to buy a GTR for a long time, but uncle eldest grandson just won't give him a car." Han Chen said.

"My dad is afraid that he will buy a car and then go racing. If he buys something else, my dad will definitely buy it." Changsun Xiaoxiao said while driving.

"Okay." Han Chen said speechlessly.

"Brother Chen, what are you mainly doing here this time?" Changsun Xiaoxiao asked.

"I came here mainly because I have a lot of things to do. One is to establish two branches here, and the other is to find some partners to discuss things." Han Chen said.

"Then how long will you stay in New York?" Changsun Xiaoxiao asked.

"I'm only staying for one day and will fly to San Francisco tomorrow." Han Chen said.

The reason why Han Chen flew to New York was because he wanted to interview a publishing talent. Most publishing houses in the United States are concentrated in New York.

Random House, HarperCollins, Penguin Group, Random House, Bantam Publishing, and Crown Publishing are all concentrated here in New York.

"You're just going to stay for one day and then leave. How about I go to San Francisco with you? I haven't been to San Francisco for a long time." Changsun Xiaoxiao said.

"Don't you have to go to school tomorrow Monday?" Han Chen said.

"It's okay to take leave occasionally." Changsun Xiaoxiao said.

"Uncle Changsun, do you agree?" Han Chen asked again.

"I will go back and discuss it with him. He will agree if I go with you." Changsun Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"Xiao Xiao, I think I need to tell you something. I already have a girlfriend in China, and I have three girlfriends at once. There is no need for you to focus on me. I miss you. Neither brother nor your father will agree to us being together." Han Chen glanced at Changsun Xiaoxiao and said.

"Did my brother force you to say this?" Changsun Xiaoxiao asked.

"Xiao Xiao, it's really not your brother who forced me to do this. I'm just explaining the facts to you." Han Chen said with fear.

After hearing Han Chen's words, Changsun Xiaoxiao didn't say anything but stepped on the accelerator. The speed of the car soared from 80 to 140 yards per hour in a short while. Changsun Xiaoxiao's bright little face became very gloomy.

What if this girl couldn't think about it and dragged him to death together? Cold sweat kept breaking out from her spine as the speed soared.

However, when the car was driving about twenty kilometers, Sun Xiaoxiao showed a sweet smile.

"I don't care about this. I was the one who came here first. I want to be your girlfriend. Besides, you already have three. You don't mind having one more. As for my dad, just don't let him know. My brother You don't need to pay attention to him over there, we can just interact secretly in private." Changsun Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

Changsun Xiaoxiao's thoughts on this matter are very strange. Those three women are just Han Chen's girlfriends, and the one who can marry Han Chen in the end is the winner. If she gives up at this time, doesn't it mean giving up? . In this case, let's just waste it like this. Anyway, she is still young and has plenty of time, so she doesn't mind spending it with the other party.

"Um, Xiaoxiao, can you drive slower? The speed limit has been exceeded." Han Chen said with some fear as he watched his eldest grandson, Xiaoxiao, keep changing lanes on the highway.

"Hahaha." Changsun Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing when he saw Han Chen's expression.

An hour and a half later.

The little Maserati of the eldest grandson stopped in front of a restaurant called Longfeng Teahouse in Chinatown.

After getting off the car, Changsun Xiaoxiao jumped up to Han Chen and held his arm. When the two came to the door, the waiter asked: "Do you two have a reservation?"

"Is Miss Huang from the Yellow River Box here?" Han Chen asked.

"Miss Huang is already here. Are you Mr. Huang's guest?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Yes." Han Chen nodded.

"Then let me take you up." The waiter replied.

Then the two of them were led by the waiter to the second floor of Longfeng Building. If they hadn't seen that they were driving a Maserati, the waiter's attitude might not have been so good. After all, rich people will tip more.

The waiter opened the door and the two of them saw a fat girl sitting in the box eating mixed noodles. The fat girl looked like she hadn't eaten for a week, and the bowl was as big as half a footbath.

An ordinary large bowl can hold at most one bowl of mixed noodles, but the bowl in her hand can hold at least three bowls.

Seeing Han Chen and Chang Sun, the little chubby girl immediately took out a few tissues and wiped her mouth.

"Who are you?" the fat girl asked.

The fat girl's appearance is very festive and she has the same style as Jia Ling, and her figure is probably about the same as Jia Ling's.

When Han Chen saw the fat girl, he thought he had identified the wrong person, because the photo on his resume was of an innocent girl with four eyes. Although the four-eyed girl looked very ordinary, she did look very innocent.

"You again?" Han Chen asked doubtfully.

"My name is Huang Ximei, who are you?" Huang Ximei asked.

"Are you Huang Ximei?" Han Chen said with a look of disbelief.

"Who are you?" Huang Ximei asked again.

"I am Han Chen from Deep Blue Group." Han Chen introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Han, I am the Huang Ximei you want to interview." Huang Ximei stood up and ran to Han Chen and said.

"No, it's the photo on your resume." Han Chen looked at the fat girl in front of him but hesitated to speak.

The buyer's show and the seller's show are different. This is completely a scam.

"Um, that photo is a photo of me from a year ago." Huang Ximei said with an embarrassed look.

"It's okay, but it's not good for you to overeat like this." Han Chen said.

While Han Chen was chatting with Huang Ximei, Changsun Xiaoxiao ordered two bowls of mixed noodles and sent the waiter away.

"Mr. Han, why don't we sit down and talk again." Huang Ximei said.

"Yeah." Han Chen replied.

Then Han Chen and Changsun Xiaoxiao sat across from Huang Ximei.

"Huang Ximei, I have seen your resume. You once worked at Random House, where you served as deputy editor. Can I ask why you left your job?" Han Chen asked.

"I just met someone I shouldn't have met." Huang Ximei said calmly.

When Huang Ximei said this, the two of them knew without guessing that the other party must have met a scumbag and then started overeating.

"What do you think of online literature, the kind of novels that have no physical form and can only be viewed online?" Han Chen asked.

"Intangible literature can greatly reduce the cost of reading. If Mr. Han wants to engage in online literature in the United States, based on my experience in this industry for so many years, I do not recommend that you invest in online literature in the United States." Huang Ximei thought about it. He replied without thinking.

"You're here for a job interview. If you suggest me not to invest, doesn't that mean you've lost the job opportunity?" Han Chen said with a smile.

"Because your investment is destined to fail. Even if I work, I won't be able to work for long. The most important thing is that Chinese people don't deceive Chinese people. I can't let you make meaningless investments just because of a job." Huang Ximei said.

After hearing what Huang Ximei said, Han Chen really wanted to give her a thumbs up, so he chose her as the person in charge of the American branch.

"Can you tell me why it failed?" Han Chen asked again.

"The publishing industry in the United States is more complicated than you think. It seems very competitive, but in fact it has been monopolized. Interest groups have monopolized the resources of well-known authors. No author will sign a contract with an outside company, because once signed, the entire publishing association will Will ban him.

It’s not that no one in the United States has engaged in online reading, but these people failed in the end, and there is no work to support how a website can operate. Huang Ximei said.

"Huang Ximei welcomes you to join Deep Blue Literature as the CEO of Deep Blue Literature in Europe and America." Han Chen stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"You are a person who never looks back until you hit the wall. Don't you have too much money to spend? I told you that online literature can't be done, why are you still spending this unjust money?" Huang Ximei frowned and said.

"If you are worried about authors, I think you don't have to worry about this problem, because we have more than 300,000 authors and don't have to worry about local interest groups at all." Han Chen said with a smile.

"Where did you get the author?" Huang Ximei asked very puzzledly.

"Deep Blue Literature is China's largest online literature website, with more than 300,000 registered online authors, so you don't have to worry about authors," Han Chen said.

"Even if there are 300,000 authors, these authors don't understand English." Huang Ximei said, seeming to have something in mind here.

"Are you planning to let Chinese authors publish novels in Chinese first and then translate them into English and publish them in the United States?" Huang Ximei said with her eyes widened.

"Yes, the number of novels currently being serialized or completed has exceeded 15. The number of very high-quality novels has exceeded 8000. The number of novels that have been translated into English has reached . This number will increase over time. The passage continues to increase.

I wonder if this reserve can be used to build an online literature website in the United States? "Han Chen asked with a smile.

"Theoretically, this reserve is enough, but Chinese literature is not suitable for Europeans and Americans. So what if you reserve it?" Huang Ximei said.

"How do you know that Chinese online literature is not suitable for Europeans and Americans? The online literature I am talking about is not traditional literature. Give me the mailbox you are using and I will send you the translated novels. You have to read these first. Let’s talk about the novel that has been translated.” Han Chen said with a smile.

You must know that Chinese online novels are more poisonous than white noodles. There are foreigners who have quit their drug addiction by reading Chinese online novels. (End of chapter)