Chapter 1303: Woman's Heart

"Wait," Barry walked behind the door, and someone behind him asked, "Has he returned to China?"

This "he" naturally refers to Feng Yiping.

"As far as I know, no," Barry said.

"Oh," there was another "oh" over there.

But as Barry is very familiar with this person, he can clearly hear that this "oh" is quite different from the previous "oh".

This sound obviously reveals some happiness.

Yes, Barry just figured it out, at least, this arrangement disrupted the itinerary of the stacking site, and it was such an important itinerary for the Chinese.

It seems that the website that will be launched tomorrow must be forced to be advanced.

That is to say, it still adds trouble to him?

He took a look, and the boss was still looking at the documents on the table with a serious face, still calm, and still without any expression.

He stepped out and closed the door gently.

As soon as Barry went out, Whitman, who had been busy over there, stopped, and then a smile appeared on her face, which was the familiar Shirley Temple smile.

Whitman was really happy when she thought that Feng Yiping had to work hard because of a trick played by her subordinates, and could not even go back to China to reunite with his family during the Spring Festival.

In theory, this behavior would not really cause substantial harm to Feng Yiping and his company, so she would not be so happy.

But who told her to feel aggrieved?

Taobao has survived for more than half a year, and it has not been struggling because of her big suppression. On the contrary, they are still growing tenaciously, and their market share is slowly rising.

Although Taobao's market share is less than 10% so far, while hers is as high as 80%, Whitman still feels great pressure.

Because the newly established company basically did not spend much advertising costs, while hers eBay is constantly spending money.

There is a possibility, although even Queen Whitman is unwilling to consider it, but the looming idea has always lingered in her mind: Perhaps, the advertising costs of up to 100 million US dollars we invested have helped cultivate the Chinese e-commerce market.

In this sense, it is equivalent to helping Taobao.

How can Whitman be happy when she spent a lot of money but indirectly helped her main rival?

A more frustrating question for her is whether eBay will lower its website fees due to the impact of Taobao's free strategy. This is no longer a question of whether or not, but a question of how much and how to lower it.

What is certain is that everything from the product landing fee to the fees charged to sellers per piece must be adjusted, specifically, they must be lowered.

This measure cannot be delayed. Now it seems that it will be introduced in February at best...

In summary, in the first stage of competition with the Chinese domestic business website that has just started and looks rustic, even the arrogant Ms. Whitman can't say that she has won. At most, she can only say that they are evenly matched.

And it is well known that during the growth of Taobao, Jiasheng, which has reached a strategic cooperation relationship with it, has made a lot of efforts. In addition, the last group purchase of NEXTDOOR was sniped, but it ended up in failure. This made her really hate Feng Yiping and his company to the bone.

Seeing that Feng Yiping not only supported his mortal enemy in China for no reason, but also thrived in Silicon Valley, the Queen was not very happy and casually mentioned it in the newspaper.

Then there was this report.

Although she knew that this would not cause any substantial harm to Feng Yiping and his company, the Queen was still very happy to see such behavior.

Haha, now I finally won a complete victory. The only flaw is that Feng Yiping did not know that this was the trouble he caused him, which was really a little regrettable.

Feng Yiping, who claimed to see through the future and had no plan, and could mix with the world's top people without falling behind, would never have thought that there would be such a story behind that report.

So men and women come from two different worlds.

Just like what Zheng Jiayi did at the press conference before, Whitman, who has the reputation of being the queen of Silicon Valley and, to a certain extent, really deserves this title, will not be like men who are hypocritical or say that a gentleman's revenge is never too late for ten years.

She is a typical woman who takes revenge from morning to night.

Feng Yiping is now facing such a person again.

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At 6 o'clock in the evening, his house on the top of the mountain was full of guests.

Since they couldn't go home, he held a big party on New Year's Eve. In addition to people from his company, he also invited some neighbors in the community.

Google naturally invited a few people as well.

This is not entirely because Page and Brin gave them face, but for them, eating authentic Chinese food is equivalent to an adventure, and these two like excitement.

When they heard that the ingredients for Feng Yiping's party were all airlifted from China, and the chef in charge was also the highest level chef in Chinatown, they didn't say anything.

So now Feng Yiping thinks, is it possible that these two are not just people who like excitement, but are just foodies?

"Hello Feng," just after six o'clock, the two arrived first, Page was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and was holding a blonde girl with a bright smile, "This is Lucy," he introduced briefly.

Oh, this is the real person? "Welcome, Lucy," Feng Yiping glanced at her calmly, and she was indeed a real beauty.

"Hello Feng, nice to meet you," Lucy smiled and shook hands with Feng Yiping.

She was a little curious, is this guy the magical Chinese guy that Paige has been talking about?

"Please come in," Feng Yiping took the coat that Annie took off gentlemanly, well, Paige's taste can really be said to be consistent.

Lucy looks very quiet, but in her black evening dress, her figure is really not quiet, quite turbulent.

He is very sure that Paige's children will not have to worry about food in the future.

"Hello Annie," Brin's female companion is still Annie whom he met last time. Her appearance is really different from Lucy, but she is more intellectual.

"Hello Feng," Annie greeted him with a smile.

"Feng," Brin hugged him warmly, winked at Paige and Lucy who were waiting there, and the meaning was self-evident, "I just found out about it not long ago, too,"

"Please come in, the four of you. There are a lot of people today. We'll find time to get together again in a few days. Paige, get ready,"

"No problem," Paige smiled and glanced at Lucy who had been holding hands with him.

"Well, I smell the fragrance," Brin took Annie's arm and walked in unceremoniously.

Looking at Paige and Brin, they greeted him insincerely for a few words, then took Lucy and Annie's arm respectively, and took the wine as a gift for today. Feng Yiping didn't know how much it cost per bottle. It might be wine bought from the supermarket, and went straight to the food counter. For the answer to the previous question, Feng Yiping now leaned very much towards the latter. These two were foodies who were hiding very deeply!

"Not welcome?" A voice pulled him back.

"How could that be? Sorry," Feng Yiping came back to his senses and saw Mayer, and couldn't help but praise, "You look so beautiful today."

Mayer was definitely dressed up today. She wore a blue evening dress that reached her chest, no windbreaker, and only a shawl.

This evening dress not only made her look noble and eye-catching, but also had oriental characteristics. It was hand-embroidered with peonies, especially the one under the right armpit, which was colorful and lifelike.

But Feng Yiping only took a glance, because when he saw it, he would always look at the blank space next to it, under the pearl necklace.

She dressed so grandly and wore such a beautiful skirt on purpose. Was it for me, for Paige, or for Paige's girlfriend?

As we all know, she seemed to have had a relationship with Paige before.

"Thank you," Mayer smiled happily.

Before this, although Feng Yiping praised her ability, he rarely praised her beauty so seriously.

Even though she had been a top student since she was young, and even though she had the genes of a strong woman, she was very happy to receive such straightforward compliments.

So she smiled a little shyly this time.

At this time, a man taller than Feng Yiping inserted himself between the two of them, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Feng, I'm Bug,"

Feng Yiping only then saw that Mayer's hand was on this person, but he seemed to have never seen it before.

This is really a bit embarrassing!

What is certain is that this Bug is not from Google.

So, did Mayer bring him here to really date this person, or because Page also brought a girlfriend, so she also had to bring a male companion?

Or, maybe it was for her to see?

Feng Yiping looked at this tall man who should have intentionally separated Mayer and himself, Feng Yiping smiled, this man was really alert, shook hands with him, "Please come in, both of you,"

Then without much hesitation, he greeted the three couples behind him, the three from Tesla, who came together with their wives.

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To save trouble, the party was held in a buffet format. The spring rolls, dumplings, and authentic Quanjude roast duck on the dining table were the most popular.

However, the more advanced foodies, such as Page and Brin, occupied a small table and had hot pot.

Feng Yiping was now certain that they came here tonight for food.

This was also a good thing. Wouldn't there be two big customers in his own Chinese restaurant in the future?

As the host, it was really not suitable for him to eat like this at the table tonight. The two dumplings on the plate were cold, but he still had no chance to eat them because too many people talked to him.

"Feng, thank you for your invitation. This party is great," Harry and Kate, the first neighbor he met here, stopped him and said.

They never thought that the Chinese guy who was still a little childish at the beginning is now the most famous Chinese in the United States.

"You're welcome," just after greeting them, lawyer Fremont came over with his wife, "Feng, Happy Chinese New Year!"

Professionals are professionals, and this greeting is very professional.

"Thank you, and thank you for your excellent work over the past year," Feng Yiping clinked glasses with him sincerely.

In the United States, it is very rare to find a good lawyer who gets along with you and does an excellent job.

"I'm sorry," Zheng Jiayi came over with a steaming plate of Yangzhou fried rice, "fill your stomach with this,"

"Thank you, I'm really a little hungry,"

"You guys chat," Fremont walked away tactfully.

Feng Yiping quickly stuffed a few spoonfuls into his mouth, "Are you homesick?"

"Some, but I don't particularly want to,"

"Then why do I think you seem a little uninterested tonight?"

That's because I'm not satisfied with today's party. I didn't know there would be so many people.

She originally thought that all she wanted to do was call them all together for a meal. Who knew it could be so large? Let alone eating around the table on this special day, we couldn't even exchange a few words.

But before she could complain, someone next to her called out, "Feng," and she saw Mayer walking over.

"You guys talk," Zheng Jiayi took the initiative to avoid her, but she took a few more glances at Mayer's dress with obvious Chinese characteristics.

"The party was a success. Well, does this taste good? Let me try it." She scooped a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice on Feng Yiping's plate without saying anything.

This move must be intentional. There is this in the Google cafeteria, and it’s not like she has never eaten it.

"Where is that guy, oh no, Mr. Bug?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Him? I don't know, he should be here," Mayer said.

What does this mean? Did you really bring Mr. Bug here just to show off?

"Your recently launched website is fantastic,"

"Thanks,"

"Why do you come and go in a hurry the last few times you go to Google, and don't look for me? Are you really avoiding me?"

"Well, I've been really busy lately,"

"Hi Feng," Mr. Bug, who Mayer was not sure where, came over, holding a plate with Yangzhou fried rice in his hand, "Mayer, I think you like this,"

"Oh thank you, this actually tastes average,"

Mr. Bug's face darkened, because she immediately took another spoonful from Feng Yiping's plate.