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I had dinner at an Italian restaurant. The atmosphere of the restaurant was very good. Ilya took great pains to choose it. Waiting for a seat was very troublesome, and Ilya even used his special relationship.

When the two big guys went out, the FB executives were almost gone. Ilya followed Mark to turn off the lights in the conference room. Eduardo and Riley stood where they were, holding their laptops and watching, waiting. them.

The powerful calculations during working hours consumed too much of Eduardo's energy, making him look pale and a little dazed. He couldn't respond to what Ilya was talking to him, so he could only nod and smile.

Once in the car, Riley handed him a small bottle and some chocolates.Edwardo swallowed it in one gulp, and it took him a while to recover.

The car stopped at the corner of the street, and Ilya gave each of the two bosses a headset, told them about the relevant matters, and then comforted them by saying that this shooting is just a staged shot, and the cooperative media hopes to get some of the two of them photo.And it's time for the two of them to appear in public.

Ilya also added that the media this time is the media he usually cooperates with, which is relatively reliable and does not belong to the category of paparazzi.

The big guys got out of the car and walked over to the restaurant, followed by Elijah and Riley, and Elijah was also taking pictures-the PR also needed some photos.

The two big men entered the restaurant and sat down at the table by the window. Ilya and Riley took their headsets and sat down in a remote place next to the kitchen not far from them.

The kitchen was very busy with meals, and the sound of pushing and closing the door and the sound of serving dishes was noisy. Ilya apologized to Riley guiltily.

Riley smiled shyly and said it was okay.

Riley, who is not working, looks gentler and softer than before, and her smile always has a hint of shyness.

After the media was in place, Ilya notified the two big bosses, informed the specific location of the media, and adjusted their angles to the media to ensure that the photos were from the best angle.

Everything is set, Elijah and Riley are chatting while recording.

Elijah looked at the two big men talking and eating in the distance, and asked Riley, "Mr. Savarin doesn't eat much, does he not like it?"

Riley was a little short-sighted and looked at it for a while before saying, "Uh, you ordered risotto for them? Ed doesn't eat starchy foods."

"Mr. Savarin has a taboo?"

"Not really, because he always eats a lot of sugar due to the nature of his work. In order to reduce the pressure on the pancreas, he will try to eat as little sugar as possible."

"Monsieur Savarin likes sugar?"

"Because he needs to do high-intensity calculations, except for the calculations that must be done with the help of a computer, he usually does mental calculations."

"Are all financial workers like this?"

Riley answered him after a moment of deliberation, "I've only worked with ed, so I don't know, but I think he's dysfunctional from a high-pressure environment."

Ilya suddenly remembered that when he read the report about Eduardo, it was reported that he was extravagant and only liked to go to the most expensive restaurant, and that he had to go to the most expensive restaurant even if he attended a business dinner at his own expense.

He took this question to Riley for confirmation, and asked her if Eduardo had no public relations in Singapore.

Riley was dumbfounded by his question, and then explained to him, saying: "This is actually two things, and the news has been mixed together. He really likes to go to expensive restaurants in private. The one who rents out the restaurant at his own expense is another. thing."

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Riley thought for a while, organized the language, and said, "The dinner was semi-commercial, and the location was chosen in a place where AWM often held celebrations. Ed knew about it, so he coordinated with the organizer of the dinner. Since this matter was for his personal request, he proposed to bear all the expenses."

"AWM? Asian Non-Commercial Wind Wheel Organization?"

"—Asian Wildlife Organization, they don't have much money, and that hotel is their usual place, where they want to organize the [-]th anniversary celebration."

"Why didn't you make a public announcement?"

"Ed doesn't like it, he doesn't like seeing his name in the headlines."

Elijah nodded and did not ask Riley 'If this is the case, why did he agree to this PR case'.

There was a moment of silence between the two of them, and Riley suddenly spoke in a very soft voice, "Actually, the restaurants in Singapore are very good, but because it is a tourist country, there are many people - he doesn't like crowded places either. "

Elijah realized that it was Riley explaining to him why Eduardo likes to go to expensive restaurants in private.

"He always thought he was a bad guy."

Riley's voice was softer, almost lost in the noisy background of the restaurant.

"He always thought that what he did was particularly bad, that he was a bad person."

"When he was in Singapore, he would always tease the entertainment reporters who were following him and let them go away empty-handed. He thought it was doing something bad, and he felt like he was a cold, bad person."

"But it never occurred to him that he could report them, call the newspaper, threaten them, get rid of their film, or even do some more outrageous things-he has no concept of these bad things.

"Earlier, an entertainment reporter wanted to secretly photograph him, and almost caused a car accident. He also paid for the other party's medical expenses, but he thought that he was a bad person if he deliberately refused to send flowers or visit him."

"He was always looking to do bad things, to be a bad person, because the world always hurts good people."

Ilya didn't know how to answer her.

"But it's true, you see, he's been nice to them, and they keep scribbling about him."

Riley's narration was very soft, and Ilya felt it was very heavy, and it was heavy on his heart.Riley said more today than Elijah had ever heard before.Elijah didn't know what to say, so he could only pat Riley's hand lightly.

While they were talking, there was a loud noise, and they hurried to look, and the two big men turned the table over.

Elijah: WTF? ! !What? ! !

The charm and romance that stayed between the two disappeared completely, and Ilya and Riley hurried over without even caring about things.

In fact, as far as the flipping of the table is concerned, generally speaking, none of them are to blame.

When they first arrived at the restaurant, Mark and Eduardo got out of the car first. Because the restaurant was crowded and the car was parked in the side, they walked half a street when they got off the car.

Edward's tired and numb mind felt a lot more sober after being blown by the cold wind. He shook his head and saw Mark next to him looking down without saying a word.

Eduardo followed his realization and looked over, the shadows of the two people under the streetlights stretched long, one tall and one short.

Eduardo: It's kind of embarrassing.

As soon as he regained his energy, Eduardo couldn't help but pick up his mobile phone and browse the information on the web.They are engaged in finance and have such a common problem. No matter what business they do, they can’t help but patrol back and forth. They are happy when they see their decisions succeed;Even if the transaction has been completed, it is useless to discuss it.

"Can you turn off the phone?" Mark said dissatisfied.

"The restaurant is closed when I get there." Eduardo perfunctory him.

In fact, what he was looking at was his FB account, and the public relations team installed a Harvard male god avatar for him, and there was a row of sightseeing groups from Boston University City below.

Everyone applauded them, and girls wore Gap to take pictures under their dormitory.

"Look, there are people who came to your dormitory to take pictures." Eduardo showed Mark his phone.

Mark glanced at his mobile phone screen and saw that it was the FB interface, and his dissatisfaction was greatly reduced.

"Is it from a nearby university?"

"Young girl, you can't tell."

"When I was scanning Twitter this afternoon, I saw a lot of foreign girls saying that they would go to Boston just to take pictures."

"Look—the way we protested at that time finally turned around, and we have been working hard for several years."

Mark took a look at his mobile phone, and answered casually: "At that time, the iPhone was still planning, and now it's all about iPhone 10."

Time changes for no reason, and both of them are silent.

Eduardo thought of the summer when he just graduated from high school. He believed so much that he would become an excellent person, a person who could change the world, and someone who would make others feel happier because of his existence.

But more than ten years have passed, and he seems to have done nothing, just living in such a vulgar and unbelieving manner.

This recognition made him feel a little uncomfortable, and for a while he was a little confused about the future.

This symptom lasted until meal time.

Ilya had ordered meals very early, and in order not to delay their respective time, the main course was already completely cold when it came out.

Eduardo was already fainting from hunger, and all his energy just now was due to the chocolate that Riley handed him just now. As soon as the dishes were served, he ate several mouthfuls.

The rice was cold, the umami of the cheese turned greasy, and Eduardo took a few more mouthfuls, the burning hunger subsided and within minutes turned into twisting pains.

Mark sat opposite him, silently eating the side dish broccoli.

Edward took a few more mouthfuls and couldn't eat any more. His stomach pain became more severe with curls. He took a big sip of the aperitif to relieve it, but Ilya had listened to Mark's advice and changed his aperitif It became lemonade.Lemon mixed with stomach acid, burning heart.

"Why don't you eat?" Mark asked Eduardo.

"The rice is cold."

Mark scooped a piece of rice from the plate in front of Eduardo, ate it, and said, "It's fine."

Edward was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak.

"Eduardo, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Eduardo smiled at him formulaically and nodded at him indiscriminately.

"Do you remember when we first went to see the stylist? You refused to use the cheap Wal-Mart brand and insisted on using your usual brand."

Edward nodded.

"At that time I asked you, when you were interviewed by magazines, you said 'money is not the only pursuit in life', but you were often interviewed by magazines because you bought sky-high luxury goods."

"kindness."

"So, I hope you can restrain yourself during the public relations case, and continue to be a stylist."

Eduardo thought for a while before he realized what the curly hair really wanted to say.

"Sorry, my extravagance has challenged your values—by the way, I also have something to tell you."

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"Now that Riley is here, it's not easy for us to live in your villa. I've already booked a room in Lijing and plan to move out tonight."

The news came so suddenly that Mark was a little shocked.

"In such a hurry?"

At this time Mark noticed his face - even under the dim chandelier, Eduardo's pale face could still be detected.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked him.

Eduardo shook his head, "Stomach pain."

Mark found a new glass, picked up the wine bottle in front of him, and poured him a glass of wine.

Eduardo took the glass and drank it down in one gulp. The cold liquid seemed to burn as soon as he swallowed it.

mark:···

Mark: "—that's whiskey, very strong, drink it slowly."

Edward was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Why you give yourself whiskey and me lemonade tell me.

Stomach cramps, the burning taste of whiskey, and the dizziness of spirits mixed together, and Eduardo stood up involuntarily. As soon as he stood up, he suddenly had a hypoglycemia-like reaction, and he almost stood by the table. faint.

Mark hurried to help him, and accidentally touched the whiskey bottle during his movements.

With a 'touch' sound, the wine bottle shattered, and everyone in the restaurant looked over.

At the same time, Mark reached out and grabbed Eduardo, but failed to stop his downward trend. He took a step forward eagerly and accidentally stepped on Eduardo's foot.

He was too impatient and his movements were heavy.

Eduardo was awakened by the sharp pain in this foot during the fainting process. He struggled to free Mark's hand and accidentally overturned the small table.

Then, everyone saw that the CEO of FB was thrown away by his lover, even the table was turned over.

Ilya: I may be destined to commit Mercury retrograde, and I will be unlucky in doing things in my life.

Eduardo and Mark stood where they were, and Ilya and Riley sharply saw the unfamiliar media taking pictures outside, as well as the people inside the restaurant.

At that moment, Ilya even thought about the headlines for tomorrow morning.

Is the title of FE's CEO a beast good?Does it match?

Someone else may have a god of creation sealed in their body, and Mark Zuckerberg may have a jerk sealed in his body.

Elijah feels that since his debut, every time he takes a case is a gamble, but he has never won.

They hurriedly cleaned up the scene, Ilya coordinated with the restaurant and diners, Riley wrote down the unknown media and sent Eduardo and Mark back to rest.

When Elijah returned to the villa in a daze, apart from Mark's cold face, Riley was waiting for him.

Riley asked him, "How is it?"

Ilya: "The restaurants and diners are fine, mainly the media."

What Elijah didn't say was that he felt that this group of media had followed them for a long time, and they only showed up today.

The situation on the second day did not change for the better.

The public relations team and Riley all worked together to face the overwhelming violence.

Even Ginger asked how this news broke out so widely.

Elijah didn't know either.

When Eduardo came in the afternoon, his complexion was much better. He also saw the news on his homepage, but he didn't react, and he seemed much calmer.

"There is a trap behind this message, don't reply yet."

Elijah asked for his opinion.

He only said that there were pushers behind it, but he didn't know their purpose, so he couldn't act rashly.

Bad news never appears alone, the public relations department is busy as a group, and Eduardo is also in the conference room, always looking at the traffic data of hotspots to analyze something more.

Angelica, who was in charge of the general case, suddenly exclaimed, and then said, "Leader, I have something here, you have to take a look."

Above the desktop was a tweet, "CEO and CFO love story."

Elijah: "Is this the PR case we canceled earlier?"

"It's not the one we voided." Angelica's face was a little ugly, she dragged down the mouse a little, and another photo appeared, a loving young couple with warm smiles.

"Myspace?"

MS is also a social software, the purpose is to provide the public with a safe and private environment for making friends without worrying about privacy leaks.

"Team leader, it's not just these."

Other members of the public relations department said that there are now soft articles of MS appearing on the website to varying degrees.

"How's the level?"

"The imitation is very clever, and the selected points are all our recommendations."

Eduardo heard it too and asked them what was wrong.

"Our public relations case was plagiarized. They intercepted our account yesterday and started their own push today."

"How bad is it?"

"We have done a lot of publicity and foreshadowing to pave the way for the two of you before, and now it is tantamount to being picked by someone. What's more serious is that they have preempted our image and personality, and left our way."

"Is there any remedy?"

"Public relations pay attention to a first opportunity. Popularity is very important. We have already lost an early opportunity."

"Is the overlap high?"

"Our proposal: You two college classmates, you know each other in the early years, and you are happy friends; their proposal: You two college classmates, you know each other in the early years, and you are happy friends."

"You start a business together and change the world; they start a business together and change the world."

"Your high-priced divorce case is closely linked; the four of them split the case, and it is closely linked."

"You are spiritually compatible and reunite in a broken mirror; their soul mates are reunited in a broken mirror."

Eduardo:  …

Eduardo: "—Aside from other things, where do you see the spiritual fit?"

Elijah:...

Ilya: "Boss, are you serious about coming with me? I'm here to tell you that your avatar was worn by someone else and you're entangled with me that this avatar doesn't suit you?!! No matter how ugly this outfit is, it's still yours!" !! If others wear it, they steal it!!!”

Eduardo comforted Ilya and said, don't be too angry, they can't go on without their own foreshadowing, and our public relations case is very good.

Elijah was angry for a while, then calmed down a little.

Eduardo poured him a cup of coffee, and then said, it’s okay, this kind of thing is always inevitable, and Mark was also touched when he wrote software. He did have disputes, but the lawsuit was not the part of the dispute.

Ilya was comforted by Eduardo, revived with full blood, and went to rectify the "emergency public relations case for emergency public relations cases".

Eduardo smiled dumbly, but in his heart he liked his fireworks and lively appearance of not giving up on world affairs. He also poured himself a cup of tea and continued to analyze the capital group.

Eduardo ate lunch by himself, Elijah and Riley were busy with public relations, and Mark was interviewed by the New York Anti-Domestic Violence Organization (?).

The oranges were very sweet, he ate two, and took one orange back to the conference room to eat.

The break was not over yet, and the girls in the conference room had all gone out for dinner.

Eduardo turned around, looking for a trash can, but at the end of the corridor, he saw Angelica standing in front of the ventilation window.

Worried about something, he walked over and asked her what was wrong.

Angelica said nothing.

Eduardo peeled an orange and gave her half of it.

They just stood side by side, eating oranges.

When the last slice is left.Angelica said that the frame of the public relations case was made by me.

Eduardo didn't speak, just listen to her.

"The character design is also made by me."

"I have read your two files for a long time, because of the principle of confidentiality, I don't see much, but I have read them several times. It seems that I was also at the scene back then."

"I have speculated on many trends, and I think this is the best, and then I will write it down to give you the best."

"I know that you may not be like that. I made up my own knowledge, but those are true for the PR case."

"Such a good proposal, written especially for you."

Angelica stopped talking and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She didn't know that the tears she didn't want to be seen were reflected on the glass.

Eduardo felt that the tears she couldn't cry were quietly flowing in his heart.

He once swore that he would never let such a thing happen to him again.

"Angelica, I've seen the public relations case. You've filled in the details very well. We really had something like that happen."

Angelica turned around, disbelieving: "Huh? Really? Which one?"

"Secret, I won't tell you."

"Mr. Savarin, can you just tell me one thing? By the way, is it the one in the beer blowing competition?"

"—I'll tell you when the PR case is successful?"

"Good good!"

"Are you happier?"

"kindness!"

Eduardo opened his hand and asked her, "Would you like a comforting hug? I'm good at hugging."

Angelica turned her head and threw herself into his arms. He smelled of Givenchy marine perfume.

Eduardo patted her on the head to comfort her.

"Angelica, is that company MS?"

"Yes, what?"

"There are too many social software, less few are quieter."

Angelica:  

Angelica: I seem to know something great.