Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 241 - 246: The 2nd Guest

"How do you guys feel about Silicon Valley?"

Seated in the limousine heading to the Apple product launch, Jack Dorsey looked at Wang Jian and Tom and asked.

"This place is basically a nerd camp!" Tom replied without any thought.

Wang Jian recalled last night’s events and couldn’t help but nod.

After the broadcast of "Anomalies," the excited crowd threw a so-called small "party."

Naturally, there’s no need to mention marijuana; Wang Jian was quite averse to it.

But replacing beer with champagne mixed with cola, what was that all about?

And the most pressing issue, there wasn’t a single woman at the whole party?

Those people were discussing the female characters in "Anomalies," obviously the atmosphere was very heated.

Which would suggest their sexual orientation should be straight, right?

Come on, this was his first time attending a party without women in the United States, and it had to be the richest people’s party!

"Ha," Dorsey looked at their expressions and laughed, "This is the place in the United States where women are least likely to be hit on."

"And it’s also the place where women are most likely to hit on men."

"However, the situation we’re encountering today should be somewhat different," Dorsey shrugged and looked at Wang Jian, "These entrepreneurs are probably similar to Wang."

"Or even more mercenary than Wang."

Hey hey, I am sitting right here, okay?

Wang Jian gave Dorsey the middle finger, and seeing this, Tom also laughed out loud.

The unfamiliarity from not having seen each other for a long time vanished in an instant, and time seemed to roll back to when the three had just set up wangwen.com.

But at that moment, the car slowly stopped at the entrance of the Apple building.

"Alright," Wang Jian patted the bickering duo on their shoulders, "We should head down now."

After handing over the invitations to the receptionist, the three of them were not led to the main hall but to the backstage.

"Wang, it’s a pleasure to meet you." A man in a black turtleneck sweater and jeans emerged in front of the trio.

Wang Jian looked at the legendary Syrian-American and "American Dream" icon, Steve Jobs, and made a mental comparison.

Just from appearances, he seemed much shrewder than Wozniak!

"Very pleased to meet you, Mr. Jobs." Wang Jian shook his hand and casually tried to guess why he had been invited backstage.

"Due to some special circumstances, you will be the second special guest to appear," Jobs said with a gentle smile, "I hope Mr. Wang doesn’t mind."

"Just changing the order of appearance, not looking to increase the cut at the last minute?" Wang Jian immediately relaxed.

After all, considering Apple’s history, there were quite a few partners who had been abruptly let down by Steve Jobs.

Seeing that Wang Jian did not mind, Jobs gestured politely.

"Then, I hope Mr. Wang has an enjoyable morning and I wish our collaboration all the success."

Wang Jian, while guessing who the first guest was, walked out of the backstage.

But as soon as he stepped into the hall, he was startled by the crowd in front of him.

It had to be said, Jobs combined with Apple’s influence was truly astounding.

Not only were there representatives from hardware manufacturers like Sony and IBM.

But even founders of other major Silicon Valley startups appeared.

"That man in the gray suit is Netscape’s Jim Clark," Dorsey whispered to Wang Jian while nodding at him, "And that one is eBay’s Pierre Omidyar."

Then, an Asian winked at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian smiled back and whispered to Dorsey, "No need for introductions there, that’s Yahoo’s Yang Zhiyuan."

As they just settled in their seats, the lights suddenly focused on the stage.

The Apple product launch officially began.

"Although in recent years, Apple has not been doing very well," Jobs, dressed in his classic attire, took to the stage, "there is no question about Apple’s technological prowess, and the macOS remains one of the best operating systems in the world."

He paused for a moment and scanned the audience, "Of course, I’m not the only one who thinks so."

"Yes, I believe so too." Suddenly, the big screen behind Jobs lit up, revealing a man with messy hair and large glasses.

"Bill Gates?" Tom exclaimed.

Dammit!

So, the first guest is Mr. World’s Richest Man?

Wang Jian was also startled by the sudden event.

Observing the buzzing discussion among the people present, Jobs revealed a smile.

"Hi, Bill, why not tell everyone about our decision?"

On the screen, Bill Gates adjusted his glasses, "So, Microsoft has authorized Apple to use the office software including Excel and also the built-in IE browser."

What?

Everyone in the venue turned their heads to look at Netscape’s Jim Clark.

Wang Jian was naturally included among them.

Netscape had already lost in the "browser" wars.

After being abandoned by America Online Aol, they also lost Apple as a major customer.

He was making judgments in his heart.

But on stage, Jobs did not care about the pale-faced Jim Clark.

"In addition to Bill, there is another person who has great confidence in us."

"Next, please welcome the founder of America’s largest literary website, wangwen.com, and famous bestselling author, Mr. Wang Jian."

Uh...

Wang Jian glanced at Bill Gates on the big screen, then at Steve Jobs standing on the stage.

It seemed... he was not quite qualified?

But under the spotlight, he adjusted his suit and walked toward the stage.

Meanwhile, in a basement in the Bronx District of New York.

The sounds of a news broadcast played on the television, interspersed with the suppressed groans of men.

"El, you said on TV that you were the partner of that Asian bestselling author, and he owed you a favor?"

A man with dreadlocks walked over to the black man lying on the ground, slowly saying, "So, asking him for 300,000 US Dollars isn’t too much, right?"

"We only want some legal fees and bail money for our brothers in jail."

"I lied, I’m not his partner, I was just his roommate," El, tasting the blood in his mouth, painfully said.

"He doesn’t owe me a favor; in fact, we framed him."

"Just an Asian, why protect him like this? Have you forgotten your own race yet, nigger?" The dreadlocked man gently stepped on El’s fingers.

It was a lie on TV, I really didn’t lie this time!

El, feeling his fingers being crushed, let out a painful howl.

"Turn up the volume," commanded the dreadlocked man to his subordinate.

"Sure," the subordinate quickly responded, grabbing the remote.

But the suddenly increased volume drew everyone’s attention in the basement.

"applenovel.com will provide downloads for iPod users, and IE browser will also provide a hyperlink for the website."

"The man standing on the stage, is that Wang?" El raised his head, slightly stunned for a moment.

Why?

Why can he stand on the stage while I can only be in this filthy basement, beaten by gang members?

"Why don’t you just go directly to him?" El shouted in pain.

"Come on!" The dreadlocked man smirked, pointing at the TV, "Although I don’t know who the person standing with Wang is, the person behind him is Bill Gates!"

"So, Wang either lives in the Upper East Side or the Upper West Side."

"Us go after him? We might as well turn ourselves in at the police station!"

"He also has a lover living in Brooklyn!" El spoke loudly, "A year ago, Wang was nothing but a poor thief!"

"He surely hasn’t arranged his people that securely!"

What?

The dreadlocked man glanced at El lying on the ground and then back at Wang Jian on the TV.

If it was a white or black billionaire, he would definitely not dare to target him.

But if it was an Asian...

Actually, there might be a chance.

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