Chapter 1703: Chatting Up

"Not bad, a big change," Feng Yiping patted Zuckerberg on the shoulder like an elder brother.

This guy is only 20 years old, but after this period of training, he has become very mature.

Seeing Feng Yiping, Zuckerberg was so excited that his hair curled up, "Feng, do you know that our special effects company has received the first order in Bollywood?"

Facebook's business expansion can be seen very directly in Silicon Valley, so he doesn't need to say it, but the special effects company in Mumbai received the first order, and this is also the call he just received.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, very good, in India, you have expanded well, and your performance after the Indian Ocean tsunami is also very good,"

Mike also hugged Zuckerberg affectionately, "You did a good job,"

Zuck was so happy that his face turned red, "Thank you,"

Sandberg quietly watched these two guys who can only be described as big boys communicating. She originally thought that Feng Yiping was bold enough to entrust her with an important task, but when she saw Zuckerberg, she realized that her own business was relatively nothing.

Have you ever seen a 20-year-old college dropout being entrusted with the business development of an important country?

Feng Yiping pointed at her and said to Sandberg, "This is your important partner in the future, Sandberg,"

Sandberg walked over with a smile, "Hello, Zack,"

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Next to him, Vice President Mateo also noticed Schmidt's gaze and nodded, "Hello, Mr. Schmidt,"

"Hello," Schmidt responded indifferently.

At this moment, his heart was full of rage. I'm good, I'm good.

He had also met Vice President Mateo when he arrived at Zurich International Airport and had expressed a warm welcome to him at that time.

But he thought that the vice president of UBS was playing the role of welcoming guests at the airport today, but who knew that he was actually providing personal service.

It is very likely that his welcome to him was incidental, just something he did casually while waiting for Feng Yiping.

I have been working in the Silicon Valley circle for so many years, and now I am the president of Google, which is on a great trend. When I attended the annual meeting this time, even the organizers of the annual meeting sent someone to the airport to meet me. How can I not be your personal service?

There is a reason why old Schmidt is so resentful.

He knows very well that, relatively speaking, banks, especially those Swiss banks that are shrewd and old-fashioned, and have a strong back that can even ignore the face of the US government, their evaluation of people is relatively objective.

Other institutions’ attention, that actually doesn’t mean anything.

Okay, I know that in terms of personal wealth, I am not as good as this kid, but I am also pretty good, I am also one of the top ones in the circle, and I am also very prestigious, why do you treat me so differently?

People need face, trees need bark, don’t I want face!

Mateo could fully feel Schmidt’s resentment, but he didn’t do anything. After greeting him, he just stood quietly by and watched Feng Yiping communicate with Zuckerberg.

Sorry, in the eyes of us bankers, only data is the most reliable, and everything else is not our main consideration.

In terms of data, you and Feng Yiping are completely incomparable, so in terms of treatment, there is no comparison either.

Speaking of enthusiasm for you, it is mainly because you are the president of Google.

Over there, Zuckerberg has already connected with Sandberg, "Nice to meet you, I happen to have a lot of questions to discuss with you,"

"It just so happens that Feng has a new idea on the way here, and we have to ask for your opinion," Sandberg said.

From her current position, whether it is the forum section or the Q&A section, of course it is better to put it on Facebook.

Mike said, "Let's go, while we have time now, we just need to discuss it,"

Feng Yiping had to remind them, "Aren't you hungry?"

How could they not be hungry? Speaking of which, at least Mike and Sandberg, who were with him, also had not eaten lunch.

Cummins, who was standing aside and chatting with Randolph, said hurriedly, "The hotel's restaurant is very good, I'll ask them to prepare it now,"

"Sorry to interrupt," Matteo said with a smile, "I happen to know a good restaurant, their specialty is cheese hot pot,"

It must be good!

Cheese hot pot can be said to be a specialty of Switzerland. Since this restaurant can be praised by Matteo, it must be of high quality.

Besides, hot pot, on this snowy day, in such a snowy mountain town, it is so appropriate and pleasant to be able to eat hot pot?

"Then trouble President Matteo,"

"The restaurant is not far away, we can walk over," Matteo did not mean to trouble, and explained a few words to Luca, and Luca immediately led the way in front.

Feng Yiping saw Schmidt on the side, "Let's go, together,"

"No," Schmidt glanced ahead and glanced at Matteo inconspicuously, "I can't eat now,"

I'm so angry, what else can I eat.

However, he was not an ordinary complainer after all. "Knowing that I've arrived, a few friends are on their way."

Huh, there are too many people who want to receive me.

Matteo still nodded at him with a smile, as if he didn't know what he meant, and then walked forward side by side with Feng Yiping. "Although Davos is small, it has a very strong reception capacity. It receives more than 700,000 tourists who come to ski every year,"

"This is indeed a good place," said Feng Yiping.

This town is indeed small, so small that it only has two streets.

But this town is very narrow and long, 17 kilometers long.

The buildings on both sides of the street are not lined up, but are kept at a considerable distance, which is very in tune with the cold snow-capped mountains.

These buildings generally look inconspicuous, and they are very particular about not stealing the limelight from the surrounding nature. Therefore, even if you stand on the side of the street and take a casual look, it is also a beautiful Chinese landscape painting: snow-capped mountains, trees, villages, very natural and very harmonious.

It is worth mentioning that the air here can be described in one word, "clear."

"Yes, in the 19th century, when tuberculosis was still an incurable disease, this place quickly became the best sanatorium for patients with various lung diseases because of its dry and fresh air."

"At that time, this was a famous tourist health resort. There were many hospitals in the town. Today, many local hotels are converted from hospitals."

"And Davos's status in the medical community remains the same as it was in the past. Many international medical conferences are still held here every year."

"The World Forum was held here, which was also quite accidental, because at that time it was Professor Schwab of the University of Geneva, who loved skiing very much..."

Matteo demonstrated that a gourmet who is not a good tour guide must not be a good president. He told Feng Yiping and his friends about the local customs and anecdotes all the way, and led them through the huge teams. From time to time, he also greeted those familiar people who also came to attend the forum, which invisibly gave Feng Yiping another round of advertising.

Those foreigners who were quite incompetent in recognizing Asian faces, after seeing Mateo's attitude, immediately remembered who the young man he was with was. Of course, it was Feng Yiping. No wonder he looked familiar.

Even if they had never seen him on TV or in the media, there must be books with his photos in the study.

Soon, Mateo took them to stop in front of a seemingly inconspicuous restaurant. As soon as they entered, they found that the place he recommended was indeed not a lie. Even at this time, this not-small restaurant was still full of guests.

It was really full of guests. Feng Yiping saw several famous people at a glance.

Luca went to the front desk and said something. After a while, a waiter led them to the back. It turned out that they had already booked a seat. UBS was really thoughtful.

Behind the restaurant was the snow-capped mountains, and even the trees were covered in silver, which was quite charming. There was a large flat area between the restaurant and the snow-capped mountains. I think it must be a great enjoyment to eat in the back in summer.

At this time, there were several groups of people looking at the scenery of the back mountain. Feng Yiping couldn't help but go out for a walk, thinking that Brin should really come with him this time.

He was a young Asian face surrounded by people, which was really rare here. Among the other group of people in the backyard, someone looked at Feng Yiping a few times, and then whispered a few words to the old man in a gray suit next to him. Then, when Feng Yiping just returned to the restaurant and sat down, someone followed him, "Hello, is this Mr. Feng?"