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Eduardo is holding his ipad, on which is the daily feed of the New York Daily News, he is looking at the headline of the report 'FB emergency medical incident, CEO Mark Zuckerberg suspected heart attack', the beginning of the news is when they arrived at the central hospital The photo, high-definition HD, Eduardo remembers that when the reporter took him, the camera could poke his face so close.

"Oh, look at how my face is so swollen, it's so ugly."

Overcoming all difficulties, Mark opened his eyes and gave Eduardo a hard look.

On the top of the photo is Eduardo's extremely pale face because of anxiety, and in the background is Mark lying unconscious on a stretcher with his eyes closed and entering the hospital.

"You don't want this attitude, do you know that external image is very important?"

Mark opened his mouth, just about to say something, after thinking about it, he closed it for his own life.

Eduardo won a staged victory, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and then mocked Mark for not paying attention to his health.

Ilya bought coffee and put it in front of Eduardo, readjusted the humidifier and central air conditioner in the ward, and replaced the roses in the vase on the desk with a bouquet of freshly picked lilies.

"Good morning, Elijah."

"Good morning, Monsieur Savarin—good morning boss."

Mark lay on the hospital bed, nodded to Ilya, then closed his eyes and rested.Eduardo took the coffee, put the bagels aside, and said to Ilya:

"Ilya, is the coffee freshly ground?"

"Yes."

"Don't spend on lattes."

"Yes."

"Two extra cubes of sugar, those who want whitetalk don't cut the cubes with a knife."

"Yes."

"Add a circle of whipped cream to the rim of the cup without sugar."

"Yes."

"In order? First the fondant and the last the cream?"

"Yes."

Eduardo picked up the cup in satisfaction, took a sip, then put it down and stopped drinking.

Ilya asked him what was wrong, and what other requirements he hadn't fulfilled.

Eduardo looked at him innocently and said, you didn't use the thermos, the coffee is cold.

Elijah:...

Ilya: I'm sorry, Mr. Savarin, I have to take care of your boyfriend and sign a non-disclosure agreement with the hospital's doctors, nurses, guards, and first-aid team. I also need to transfer people from the PR team to raise the dog and take care of the house. To take care of you, I must always watch all the topics related to you and be ready to turn the tide, put an end to any discussions that may affect your image, and prevent the two of you from spending a long time alone and causing any bloody incidents.

Ilya turned a few turns in her mind, and stayed there for a while, before she suddenly said, "...I want a salary increase."

Eduardo:  …

Mark opened his eyes, first gouged out Eduardo's eyes, and then weakly but firmly said to Ilya: "Another 50."

Elijah nodded, thinking about it.

Mark added: "After tax."

Ilya happily took the coffee cup and went out, saying to heat it up for him.

Eduardo:  …

Eduardo: "Hey! It can't be cold, can it be reheated? Come back."

Elijah's heart was full of 50 in cash, and it fell from the sky with a splash, and no one from the tax bureau was watching - he didn't hear anything.

Eduardo watched Ilya go out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he picked up an orange from the fruit basket and peeled it. As soon as he peeled a little, the fresh orange smell filled the whole room.

Mark lay flat on the bed, a little tired between his brows, and said, "Is it so fun to tease him?"

"Fun."

"Bad taste."

"Stingy."

"—If I knew you were so difficult to deal with, I would give Ilya another 500 million."

"You can join now, too."

"Add 50 to 50. Looking at it now, the effect is quite good."

"capitalist."

"hypocrite."

They stayed relatively silent for a while.Mark closed his eyes and rested.Eduardo took advantage of this time to finish eating the orange, licked his lips, and felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit awkward, then he picked up the tablet and continued to read their news.

The mainstream news websites are fairly professional, and the news they report is based on actual events. Most of the content is the same. It is nothing more than Eduardo coming from Singapore, or the time they entered FB together, or this time Mark was ill.

Eduardo browsed the webpage, and suddenly his arm was touched by someone—it was Mark.

"Show me the news list."

The tablet is a newly purchased bare metal, without the corresponding stand, it is not very easy to stand up, Eduardo fiddled with him while answering him: "Mr. FBceo Zuckerberg, do you still remember that you were just sent to the hospital because of fatigue yesterday? Treatment? Do you remember just now that your attending doctor just said that you'd better stay in bed and do nothing?"

Mark sat up with difficulty, touched the drip bottle in his hand, and the blood flowed backwards. He moved too much and triggered the patient alarm. In less than 30 seconds, the walkie-talkie on the hospital bed was turned on, and the sweet voice of the nurse came from inside. Came out: "Mr. Zuckerberg, are you okay?"

"I'm ok thanks, I just wanted to sit up."

"Please move a little slower. It is best to stay in bed and rest. If you are tired, you can take a nap. Your body needs to rest."

"Okay, thanks, I see."

The nurse ended the line, and Eduardo took over the conversation, and then said, "You said, can you stop the meeting if you are sick?"

"Can you rest assured if you don't watch the news for a day?"

Eduardo was dumbfounded, let alone not watching the news for a day, they are in finance, if they don’t watch the news for four hours, they feel like they have lost [-] million yuan. Only by clearly explaining the stocks bought and sold can I pass out with confidence.

Mark lay back on the bed again. The tossing and tossing just now made his face paler. He used to work out in the gym and rarely saw the sun. Now he looks as white as a vampire.

"Lie down, I'll read to you."

Eduardo peeled another orange for him and put it in his hand. Put the peel of the orange next to his pillow, it will smell better.

"Did you wash your hands?"

Of course Eduardo washed his hands—he even peeled and ate an orange himself just now, but he didn't want to say yes because that sounded weak.

He casually pulled a piece of orange and stuffed it into Mark's mouth, and pinched his cheek maliciously, and said, "Just eat it, you won't die anyway."

Mark glanced at him, and finally accepted the fact that he was not his subordinate, that he had no jurisdiction over him, and that this person would not listen to his words so honestly, so he was appointed.Oranges are sweet and full of juice, as if they are wrapped in sunshine.

Eduardo first sorted out the information on the stock market, read to Mark the data of FB up to now, including specific values ​​such as trading volume, and then read to him the data of several companies in the same industry as a reference. His The idea is purely financial, and it also gave Mark some inspiration. To be honest, Mark usually reads these materials out of his responsibility as a CEO. In fact, it is difficult to infer any financial risks from subtle data changes.

After going through all the data, Eduardo opened a drawing software casually, and made the data input just now into a line chart for further analysis.If Mark had been inspired just now, he was surprised now.

Although they only selected a few representative data for analysis just now, after including companies in the same industry, those few data have become dozens. Eduardo thought about it and then entered it accurately to three decimal places. Software, after the form came out, he introduced the data to Mark while performing secondary processing on the initial form.At the beginning, he still remembered to be a little slow to take care of Mark when talking about the data. Later, after doing a regression analysis on the data, he completely let himself go.

So much so that after returning, Mark couldn't keep up with Eduardo's train of thought, which made him suspect that Eduardo deliberately said some very professional knowledge to tease him.

But after observing Eduardo carefully, he didn't seem to have this thought—the whole person was immersed in a chart with complicated lines and colorful colors, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mark couldn't keep up with his thoughts and began to wander, and Eduardo was at an arm's length beside him, wearing monochromatic blue light glasses.Mark wandered from his forehead to the pointed collar of his shirt, and then back to his chin. His eyes, even through the blue light lenses, were still beautifully bright.It's just that there are thin smile lines at the corners of the eyes and mouth, showing that the owner is not so young anymore.

Mark is not as peaceful and casual as Eduardo thought. It is impossible to say that he has no worries about what happened back then, but his perspective on problems is different from most people.

For Eduardo and everything else, Mark tried to use adult rules to deal with it.

In the world of adults, the first choice is pros and cons, and then others.

It's just that they got along pretty well recently, which made Mark gradually let go of his defenses and accepted the fact that Eduardo was by his side, which also let his heart unfreeze the past.

The past and present broke the line of time and space, merged in his mind, and appeared on the same level, and those sealed emotions were rekindled.

It made him look into his eyes, his face, with nostalgia and hatred.

Love and hatred for Eduardo are intertwined in Mark's heart. Around these two fires, there are also complex emotions such as nostalgia, anger, fear, sadness, disappointment, and regret.

Eduardo gave a small exclamation, then turned his head, as if he had something to ask Mark.He just turned his head so suddenly, without any warning, and then the whole person fell into Mark's eyes, forgetting what he wanted to say.

The two of them stared at each other quietly for a while, no one knew how long it had passed.

The atmosphere is peaceful, perfect for revisiting something that has passed.

"Wardo, I—"

As soon as Mark opened his mouth, Ilya opened the door and said happily: "Mr. Savarin, I bought you a new coffee shop, which is very good."

As soon as he opened the door, the noise from outside came in together with his happy voice, which washed away Mark's words and the atmosphere just now.

Eduardo stood up, took the coffee from Ilya's hand, thanked him, and tacitly didn't ask Mark what he wanted to say just now.

Elijah brought back two coffee cups, one for Eduardo and one for Mark, and explained that the doctor did not let Mark drink coffee, and the coffee cup contained the soup he brought back from the Chinese restaurant.

Mark sat up, this time a lot slower, Elijah set the table up, folded the spoon and handed it to him.

Mark was drinking the soup, and Ilya stood beside him and asked him, "Boss, do you feel a little better?"

"what's up?"

"We may have to speed up our pace. The incident of you fainting in the office area was published in the daily newspaper yesterday, and there are quite a lot of people who paid attention to it. This put our public relations case on the agenda in advance, and now we can only push it as soon as possible. Everything is online."

"Okay—shall we start now?"

Ilya hurriedly said: "No, no, you should rest for the morning, we will start in the afternoon - by the way, boss, there is one more thing, the public relations case is launched in advance, many things have not been dealt with, I have to go back to the office area to deal with it , We didn’t discuss a detailed public relations case before, now we can only take one step at a time.”

"can."

"Ginger is in charge of all tweets on social media, including FB's internal software. She will come over in the afternoon and bring the written tweets. You can discuss with her, adjust the style or the persona. Category."

"can."

"Mr. Savarin, do you have anything else to do? ——Now the public relations department can't find any manpower. If you need someone to help with the matter, you can only contact the assistant."

Edward nodded, thinking to himself, I'm sorry Ilya, I won't play tricks on you anymore, it scares you.

Eduardo sent Ilya out, and when he came back, he saw Mark working on the sofa in a hospital gown, playing with the tablet that Eduardo was looking at just now.

Eduardo:  …

Eduardo: "Mr. Zuckerberg, is it not good to live? Why do you always die."

mark:··

Mark: "Why are you looking at me like that - can't I stand? I passed out from overwork but not dead from overwork."

Eduardo looked at him sincerely and said, "You can stand, but this hospital gown looks short—you are not tall."

mark:···

Mark: "Then you should quit your suit too, so you look fat—you're not skinny in the first place."

Eduardo: "Why don't you cut your curly hair too, it will look ugly-you are not good-looking."

Mark: "Why don't you stop talking, you're stupid—you're not smart."

Eduardo: "—In order to prevent you from being beaten to death when you go out, I will kill you now."

Then the angry Eduardo picked up an orange as a weapon.

When Ginger came in the afternoon, he saw this scene. The two bosses occupied their respective positions, one was on the hospital bed, the other was on the sofa, and the ground was full of devastated oranges.

Ginger: Team leader Ilya only told me that this job would be very difficult, but he didn’t tell me that it was so difficult—I don’t know if I will be directly fired by the two angry big bosses if I speak up now.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Zuckerberg, Mr. Savarin, I'm from the PR team, and my name is Ginger—"

Hey, the two of them looked so scary.

"I brought some dim sum over here. It's Chinese dim sum. It's made by my mother. Do you want some?"

The room was silent, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward. Ginger could only smile to ease the embarrassment - because in a Chinese proverb, as long as you smile quietly at the tiger, you will not be eaten.

After a while, two voices sounded.

"Please give me some, thank you."

"I'd love to try it, thank you mom."

-

"Mr. Zuckerberg, don't eat snacks if you are not in good health."

"Mr. Savarin, those who have spoiled fruit just now should not eat snacks."

Ginger standing next to him was not as high as the team leader, so he could only stand still and watch the two big guys quarrel.At this moment, she admired those Chinese sages who had never met before, and thanked the public relations industry for not having such a mechanism of killing teammates, otherwise the first thing their public relations team did would be to kill the two big bosses.