Chapter 134 Let us suffocate for our dreams
Stayed in New York for another day.
On April 5th, Milo finally boarded a plane to the West Coast.
But this time he did not choose to return to Beverly Hills in Los Angeles first because he had other work.
In San Francisco.
United States, West Coast Time.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The Boeing 737-500 landed smoothly at San Francisco International Airport.
Milo lowered the brim of his hat, tightened the collar of his hoodie, and walked down the patrol ladder with eight bodyguards, quickly walking towards the convoy waiting for him on the private helipad.
"Are you all ready?"
As soon as Milo got in the car, he asked Musk, who was specially asked by him to come and pick him up at the airport.
"Well, it's already been arranged. Boss, do you want to go back to the hotel first, or go to the new company first? The new company's office building has been cleaned up, and all kinds of office supplies have been prepared. All the new employees have been notified to come to work. Now everyone is waiting for you!"
"Let's go and take a look at the new company first. It's all thanks to you." Milo said to Musk with a smile.
Musk shook his head and chuckled. This kind of thing was not a problem for him.
It's just a bit cumbersome. Besides, the specific matters are handled by his subordinates, and all he does is planning and coordinating.
What's more, this new company was actually formed by the boss after he acquired a startup company established by oilmen and then reorganized it based on this company.
Musk, Yahoo's chief marketing officer, only needs to spend an hour or two a day to oversee the integration process.
Besides, Musk is a real workaholic and he wants to stay in the company to work every day.
The workload of Yahoo's Chief Marketing Officer is nothing to Musk.
Musk can only be happy that his boss has now added new work to him.
Soon, the convoy arrived at a 10-story building in Silicon Valley with a glass exterior that looked like three slices of toast stacked together.
Milo looked around the spacious and bright office lobby.
The outer wall is made up entirely of floor-to-ceiling windows. There are no partitions on the entire floor. It is a completely open office environment. Even Milo does not have a separate office.
This was his own request. The number of times he came here every year probably added up to less than ten times.
There is no need to give him another office.
The rest area, discussion area, food area, water diversion area and game area are all fully equipped.
Although it is a new company, Milo has a complete development idea and plan.
He doesn't like a studio with three or five people and then slowly counterattack.
He is not short of money, and the product he has is basically complete.
What the new company needs to do is to make the software more perfect, prepare for subsequent version upgrades, product promotion, and system management.
In the early stages of the new company, Milo relied on his own capital to directly skip the Silicon Valley ecosystem.
There is no need to incubate your own products through an innovation center, nor is there any need to introduce initial angel and seed round investments due to lack of funds.
The company has sufficient funds, complete departments, equipment and personnel, and the source code of the software to be developed has been completed.
A solid foundation has been laid, and now he needs a group of programmers to help him further improve the product.
Before the product is connected with the market, he will introduce innovative talents to free up his energy and time.
Musk quickly called together all employees, including the three founders of the acquired company: Weisger, Vardy and Gold.
Everyone gathered together, waiting for the boss to arrive.
When Milo appeared in front of everyone wearing a hoodie, casual pants and sneakers, all the new employees felt a sense of familiarity.
Because most of the people present were wearing casual clothes, jeans, and sneakers, and there were almost no people wearing suits.
"Hello everyone, I'm your boss, Milo Blackburn. Well, some of you should know me. After all, I'm a celebrity, haha."
After Milo made sure that all the employees were present, he walked to the middle of the office hall, looked around at everyone, and made a self-deprecating joke to ease the sense of unfamiliarity between them.
His smile is sunny and bright, and his voice is cheerful and outgoing.
Standing there doesn't look like a boss giving a speech, but rather like a Hollywood star filming a scene of starting a business company.
More like a Hollywood star than a business or entrepreneurial tycoon.
After seeing the staff put up a large writing board behind him, Milo played with the marker in his hand, smiled calmly and confidently and continued:
"I'm a writer, I'm a director. OK, I'm a billionaire with a lot of money, but I'm also a Silicon Valley investor."
"I acquired the company of Weisger, Vardy and Gaode because I found that the software they wanted to make was very similar to one of my ideas."
"I asked someone to find them and have a chat with them."
"It turns out that we have the same goal!"
"That's easy. I'll pay the money and they'll do the work. Then I'll gather you all together and together we'll create this computer software which I'll name "ITY"!"
Having said that, Milo turned around, took a marker and wrote the words "I talk to you." on the blackboard.
"I named this software IYOUTALK or ITALKYOU. ITY for short."
“This is an instant messaging application. Compared with email, ITY will not only support text and voice chat, but also asynchronous offline messages, resumable file transfers and searchable directories, allowing people to communicate quickly and directly on the Internet.”
Milo wrote down each word for each function he mentioned, and finally drew a circle with a small tail in the middle of the top, with a telephone receiver in the middle.
“This is the software product our company is going to launch! I believe that once it is released, it will bring a brand new experience to Internet users all over the world!”
Looking at every passionate young face in front of him, Milo knew that there were many people with dreams of starting a business in Silicon Valley, but more of them hoped to join an excellent company with potential and a future, grow with the company, get shares, and through everyone's efforts, let the company go public and realize their pursuit of wealth.
Netscape's listing just proves this point.
“We don’t have a lot of time, guys, because I want it to be available by the end of the year.”
"But I believe that everyone here is an elite in this field. The fact that you are here speaks volumes about your excellence. After all, my recruitment requirements for the position of Human Resources Director are very strict. Welcome to join my dream world!"
"Let's suffocate for our dreams together!"
As soon as Milo finished speaking, the whole audience burst into applause and cheers.
This afternoon, a new company was officially established and put into operation in the technology center of Silicon Valley.
The entire company, including the three founders of the original company that was acquired, Weisger, Wadi and Godd, and the investor Milo.
Everyone is full of confidence.
The employees are confident because Milo now has the nickname "The Godfather of Silicon Valley."
Milo was nicknamed by the San Jose Mercury News, the most widely circulated newspaper in the Silicon Valley.
In fact, the San Jose Mercury News doesn’t need to say much, just look at Milo’s investments in Silicon Valley.
Netscape, Yahoo, LTD, Amazon, Priceline, eBay...
Excluding Netscape, which has already gone public, Milo is the lead investor or even the controlling shareholder in the remaining companies.
These companies are now the most famous startups in Silicon Valley.
For example, Yahoo’s latest valuation put its market value at $1.5 billion.
It is expected to be available next month.
Ranked second is eBay, an online auction company that is doing very well, with a valuation of $500 million and is about to launch its second round of financing.
After financing, it will probably go public.
But for some reason, its founder Pierre Omidyar disappeared recently.
Fortunately, eBay has passed its start-up phase, and Pierre Omidyar can no longer provide much help to the company.
Even if Pierre Omidyar disappears, it will not affect the development of eBay.
So, all the employees of the new company listened to the boss's speech.
Especially his last sentence - "Let us suffocate for our dreams!"
It made everyone excited! Then, not long after.
When the sun sets.
It is about fifty miles away from ITY.
A cliff on the long San Francisco coast.
The coastline of San Francisco Bay is mainly composed of rocks and is a bedrock coast.
This type of coast is known for its unique geological features, including sea caves, sea arches, sea cliffs, sea platforms and sea stacks formed by sea erosion.
There are only a few beaches and many cliffs, which are perfect for dumping corpses into the sea...
At this time, the San Francisco Bay under the setting sun was sparkling, like silk sprinkled with gold powder, swaying gently.
There is a gorgeous sunset on the horizon, which interweaves with the sea to form a dreamy picture that is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.
It's beautiful, but it scares many people.
Some of the brave ones even had their crotches wet from the trembling.
"I am a person who is sometimes very generous. But most of the time I am stingy."
"Especially when facing those who betrayed me and wanted to steal my money, I would never be soft-hearted or lenient."
On the steep cliff, Milo's voice was carried gently in the evening breeze into the ears of seven or eight men who had their eyes bound, their mouths covered, their hands tied behind their backs, and their legs tied tightly.
Several of these people had trembling legs and wet crotches.
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"Oh, how I wish I could stand on the stage of glory with you. Just like those Netscape investors and Jim Clark and Marc Andreessen."
"But what about you?"
Walking among several "Gu Yongzhe", Milo sneered, "You all want to be David Filo."
Now he also looks like he is "giving a speech".
It was just different from his speech at noon.
At noon, his speech inspired everyone in the new company.
Each of them immediately thought of "suffocating for their dreams".
But now, his "speech" only makes people feel scared.
Because next, someone will really suffocate his dream.
It's just physical suffocation this time.
"There's nothing I can do. Since you guys want to steal my money like David Filo, I'll just let you be like David Filo."
After saying that, Milo nodded to Kenny who was silent beside him.
Kenny and several bodyguards stepped forward and took off the blindfolds of these visitors one by one.
But the other shackles remained.
So they can see and hear, but they can't speak or move.
The eight people then saw clearly Milo's handsome and tall face and figure.
"You should all recognize me, right? Last year, you all came to me one by one and begged me to invest in you."
He stood in front of these eight people.
“I gave it because I love Silicon Valley and I love the Internet.”
"I don't care if you don't respect me. Even if you scold me, that doesn't matter."
"But you can't steal my money!"
Milo suddenly pointed to the first one on the left and said in a cold voice:
"Omidyar, I remember that you first created the website to help your girlfriend find her favorite Pez candy box, so you founded EBAY."
"I gave you an investment, lots and lots of money. At first, you really worked hard."
"But before long, you focused your main energy on how to turn my investment into your personal assets."
"In just three months, you used various names to put $2.7 million of the $5 million I invested in the company into your own pocket."
"You are stealing my money. You use my money to buy a villa and your favorite GTR racing car."
“Therefore, the Lord will punish you, and Satan will also punish you.”
After saying this, Milo turned his head and looked outside the team of bodyguards.
Several people have been waiting for orders.
"Frank, come here, this is yours."
His voice just fell.
He had just recently become one of the New York underground gangsters.
The new boss of the Gambino family, a strong man formerly known as John Gotti Jr. and now called Frank Cali, walked over.
"Let him suffocate his dreams."
Frank Carley nodded expressionlessly.
He stepped forward and covered Omidyar's mouth and nose with his strong arms, making it useless despite his frantic struggle.
Eventually, in despair and fear, one suffocates in his dream.
"mark……"
“Anderson…”
“…”
One after another, eight founders of Silicon Valley startups were "suffocated for their dreams" by five gangster bosses from New York.
These eight people all took Milo’s investment and then transferred the company’s assets like Omidyar did.
Or take the money and sign a non-compete agreement.
But in secret, he was working with others to set up a new company and poach employees from the old company.
Everyone was very happy when they received the investment.
But when the company started to pick up, they felt that Miluo had too many shares and they had too few.
If they came to talk to Milo openly, Milo would not give in, but he would not be angry.
The mistake these people made was that they dared to do all kinds of things in secret.
Then don't blame Milo for suffocating their dreams.
At this moment, their bodies were put into large sealed bags one by one by Frank Culley and his team.
The sealed bag is then filled with dense cement powder.
Then, these corpses were pushed or kicked by Frank Carey and his men into the vast sea below.
By the time this work was completed, it was getting dark.
"Okay, Frank Carley. Your work is done. Go to the San Francisco airport and take my plane back to New York."
Patted the shoulder of Frank Culley, the new godfather of New York.
Milo smiled happily.
Even from Frank Carley's perspective, the boss's smile at this moment seemed somewhat neurotic.
Frank Carley felt a chill in his heart, thinking that the looks of these big shots were too terrifying.
"Okay, sir, we'll go now." Frank Carley obeyed with his head lowered.
Seeing Milo waving his hand, Frank Culley turned around and left with the heads of the other four families.
On the cliff, with his bodyguards.
Facing the sea breeze, Milo stayed there for a while.
Then he turned around and smiled at Kenny and David.
"The one who should be suffocating has already suffocated my dream."
"Come on, let's go see if Wally's movie is finished."
Kenny and David nodded in agreement with a blank expression on their faces.
Soon, the cliffs, three or four miles from the nearest road, were deserted.
Only the sea breeze whistled past, sounding whimpering.
It sounded like the miserable groan of a dying person.
(End of this chapter)