Meizong Wealth Life

Chapter 41 I'm here to find someone
More than ten minutes later, Professor Baker sent Jamie out the door with a happy face.

Both parties gained a lot from this "unplanned" meeting.

Jamie not only received early admission to Harvard University, but also received a full scholarship.

Originally there was no latter, just because Jamie mentioned it more during the conversation.

Once he was admitted to a college, his father, John Dutton, would donate $1000 million to that school.

Professor Baker not only successfully completed his KPI for recruiting outstanding students this time, but also helped the school obtain a large amount of "sponsorship fees."

The only loss was Exeter High School.

Because every professor from a university participating in Ivy Week has a fixed recruitment quota.

Professor Baker gave a spot to Jamie, which meant that an Exeter High School student lost the opportunity to attend Harvard.

At the door of the office, Jamie and Professor Baker shook hands and said goodbye.

As soon as their hands separated, a resentful look fell on Jamie.

Jamie didn't have to look back to know that it was the fat woman who mistook him for the Exeter High School student.

Behind her, there were two school security guards with unpleasant expressions standing.

This is why Professor Baker insists on sending Jamie to the door.

If he didn't, Jamie might be in some trouble when he left.

Jamie also planned to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, but just as he turned around, a fat blond man suddenly reached out to him.

"Hey man, your Lamborghini SV is cool. I once wanted my dad to buy me one, but they said it was no longer in production."

Out of friendship, Jamie shook hands with the other person.

At the same time, there was obvious confusion on his face.

"you are?"

"I am Adam Smith, and I am also a sports car enthusiast. I know a very good road with very little traffic. Maybe we can go racing together later."

"Maybe."

Jamie replied somewhat perfunctorily.

He doesn't want to go racing, he's here to find someone.

Just as he was thinking this, the person he was looking for jumped out from the side.

Zuckerberg didn't even have time to close the laptop on his lap before he stood up impatiently and handed his hand to Jamie.

"Hello, I'm Mark Zuckerberg, and I've actually been waiting for you."

Just now, Zuckerberg posted Jamie’s identity on the school website.

In just a few minutes, the number of clicks has already exceeded that of the previous post exposing the Lamborghini.

This gives Zuckerberg a sense of accomplishment.

He accurately guessed Jamie's identity based only on the New York license plate on the Lamborghini.

However, gaining attention on the school website is not the real reason for Zuckerberg’s posts.

He wanted to tell everyone at Exeter High School in this way that the purpose of Jamie coming here with such fanfare was to find him.

So he is the most beautiful and awesome one in the whole thing!

Faced with Zuckerberg, who was eager to shake hands with him, Jamie's reaction was a little cold.

He simply shook hands with Zuckerberg and walked towards the stairs without looking back.

In terms of the degree of carelessness, it was not even as good as the time before when I shook hands with the fat man Adam Smith.Zuckerberg quickly closed his computer and stuffed it into his schoolbag, caught up with him in his slippers, and started chatting with Jamie at his usual fast speaking speed.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about those two security guards. They just look scary. You can tell by looking at their bellies. They may not even spend as much time exercising as I do."

"The fact that you came to Exeter High School has been posted on the school website, and your car has attracted a lot of attention."

Jamie suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zuckerberg.

"Rebecca said that you once helped her find out the true identity of Gossip Girl, so it shouldn't be difficult to hack into the Exeter High School network and help me find out the identity of the poster, right?"

Zuckerberg paused.

"Are you referring to the person who posted to expose your car, or the person who exposed your identity, because those were posts posted by two different users."

The following addition revealed his guilty conscience.

Jamie thought for a while and replied:
"Forget it, although I would like to thank the two posters in person, because they really helped me a lot this time."

Zuckerberg was stunned on the spot.

He thought Jamie mentioned "gossip queen" to show that he hated the person who posted it.

If he had known this, he would have directly admitted that the post was made by him.

Seeing Jamie continue to walk forward, Zuckerberg quickly put on his schoolbag and chased after him.

While chasing, he asked loudly:

"why?"

Jamie continued to walk forward without looking back. When he went down the stairs, he told Zuckerberg: "You should know that I am not coming to Exeter High School to take advantage of your Ivy Week. Came to find someone."

Zuckerbert was confused when he heard this.

Nonsense, of course I know you are here to find me, but what does this have to do with exposing your post on the school website?

For this reason he decided to be humble.

"Actually, you don't need to make such a fuss. I'm not the kind of guy who likes to be in the limelight. You just need to give me a call when you arrive -"

Before he finished speaking, Zuckerberg suddenly paused.

It was not Jamie who interrupted him, but a blonde girl who came up from the bottom of the stairs.

She is like a real-life Barbie doll, with high eyebrows, deep eyes, bright blond hair and sexy lips, which are easily reminiscent of the female star Marilyn Monroe in the golden age of Hollywood.

The boys who were going up and down the stairs consciously gave way to this beautiful blonde girl, while staring directly at her overly developed figure.

It's quite a welcoming feeling.

There is no such thing as a school beauty in an American high school.

The most beautiful and eye-catching girls in school are either the queen at the school prom party like Serena, or the captain of the school cheerleading team.

Jamie didn't know what kind of blonde girl he was walking over, but Zuckerberg immediately told him the answer.

"She is the captain of the Exeter High School cheerleading team, Grace McLean, the goddess in the minds of almost all boys, but she is difficult to pursue. Both quarterbacks of the Exeter football team have disclosed to him Showing love, one of them even threatened to drink her foot-washing water.”

"Sounds disgusting, right? What's even more disgusting is that that guy has already been confirmed to be specially recruited by Harvard. It's hard to imagine that I would go to the same university as such a guy."

"Yes, I was also admitted to Harvard. After Professor Baker learned that I rejected invitations to talent training camps from both Microsoft and America Online, this decision was really not surprising at all."

Zuckerberg was speaking quickly, and something suddenly came out of Jamie's mouth.

"To shut up!"

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(End of this chapter)