If Wang An is willing to sell it out of consideration for the Chinese community, money is not an issue. Perhaps Xing Baohua can even use his patent rights to develop new products?

Now he's out there recruiting people with money in his pocket.

With the right talent and sufficient funding, research and development is not a problem.

Back at the hotel, Xing Baohua's secretary told him that a bearded friend of his had sent him an invitation to a barbecue party at his villa.

Xing Baohua sized up his secretary.

That gaze made her very uncomfortable. The secretary quickly lowered her head shyly.

“Go to the hotel shop and pick out a dress for the banquet tomorrow night,” Xing Baohua said.

"Aren't you coming with me?" the secretary asked.

"What do you mean, 'accompany me'? I have other things to do. Go by yourself!" Xing Baohua waved his hand impatiently.

I don't know what the secretary was thinking, she still couldn't understand, and her eyes were really fixed on those two eggs.

This secretary is really unacceptable.

It's a pity that Zou Wenjuan didn't come along, otherwise who would use a temporary secretary as a female companion?

The next day, Xing Baohua continued to explore Silicon Valley, gaining a lot of insights. He even found a software team to develop several software programs for specific fields.

Of course, a lot of money was spent.

In the evening, the secretary put on the dress she had bought the night before, and it was passable. The clothes in the hotel shop were for clients' emergencies, not from a professional store, so you could find quite a good one.

However, the secretary wearing a formal dress and white stockings was a bit excessive.

Is this person just clueless about dressing up or does they lack brain capacity?

Xing Baohua slapped his forehead and said to her helplessly, "Go back and put on some pure cotton stockings!"

I waited for her for half an hour, and I don't know why it took so long to change a pair of socks. Anyway, I wasn't late for queuing.

The secretary didn't say a word the whole way, nor did she look at Xing Baohua.

She seemed a little upset, but didn't dare show it on her face.

As the two entered the villa, the secretary tried to take Xing Baohua's arm, but he immediately dodged her and told her, "No need. Just stay close to me."

This was a private gathering, and such intimate actions could easily be mistaken for those of a couple, which Xing Baohua found difficult to explain.

So keep a certain distance and let people know you're a female companion. Why go through all that trouble and even call a secretary?

The small bag in her hand contained many business cards, notebooks, and pens.

Xing Baohua's suits have few pockets, so carrying these things would easily make the pockets bulge, which wouldn't look good.

Even if they receive a business card, they won't put it directly on their person, but will hand it to their secretary so that the secretary can put it in their bag.

Furthermore, the secretary's bag contained several important documents. There was also a laptop in the car, which Xing Baohua used to present documents at any time.

They were well prepared.

The only thing out of place at the party was the barbecue.

It seems that Xing Baohua has learned the essence of how Wozniak enjoys Chinese-style barbecue.

The skewers are made by stringing small wooden sticks together.

Deep-frying would be fine.

But when it comes to baking, it depends on the oven!

A large iron pot is filled with charcoal, and a wire mesh is used as a lid. All the skewers are placed on top to grill.

The stick is on fire, how can you eat it?

It's okay, they just serve it on a plate and eat it with a fork.

When you see Wozniak, give him a hug first. Say a few polite words.

Xing Baohua brought a bottle of red wine as a gift.

Wozniak then introduced him to a few friends, none of whom he recognized. Finally, in the living room, he met the world's richest man.

In my past life, I could only see them in various news reports; now I'm seeing them in person.

There's nothing particularly exciting about it. In terms of wealth, Xing Baohua is about the same as him now. In fact, the other man doesn't even make as much money as Xing Baohua from selling cell phones and pagers.

I sat down next to Gates quite naturally and chatted casually for a few minutes.

"Mr. Gates, I'm sorry to say that we shouldn't be discussing such trivial business matters in this setting. But may I mention that I have plans to collaborate with you?"

“Okay! You can call my assistant and schedule a time,” Gates said.

Xing Baohua nodded, it seemed that the things he had prepared before were no longer of any use.

"My plan is to connect all networks."

Gates shook his head slightly and said, "This plan is already underway, and I believe it will be realized soon."