"You are a Chinese newspaper? Don't you have to line up? Don't squeeze in front of me." A white reporter wanted to pull the uncle away. Unfortunately, even if the uncle doesn't have the figure of the soldier before, he doesn't even have a big belly now. This white man can stop it.

Moreover, he is really a rookie, only rookie believes that he needs to come first with other reporters. In this kind of thing, a good reporter is only if you take a photo. No matter what you do during this period, the boss will only praise you.

The uncle assured the camera and said strongly to the reporter: "Do you want to have a boxing match with me here? Well, as long as you dare to move me, believe it or not, I will let you go to the police station with me and wait. The boss who was watching you but got nothing, got angry and finally fired you?"

"Ok, you won buddy." The white man let go of his hand and endured the crowding. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, the reporters were used to it, even the political reporters.

Uncle Paparazzi didn't continue to provoke him, and he showed his toughness appropriately, and he was wise to converge with Zhidào. He picked up the camera and took a picture of the car. He didn't expect that this man was really beyond his expectation. It is estimated that he was a member of the upper class of the American emperor, who seemed to be much better than the Jewish short winter melon.

It's just that compared with Zhang's ex-boyfriend Huo Jia, it's estimated to be a lot worse, thinking about this in my heart, or thinking about the title of the report. Only by exploding the eyeballs of the gossip people can he get the benefits he needs.

Zhou finally made a call and made sure that the Chinese American Federation was also inside, and asked him to pass a few words to others before he smiled.

The bodyguards came down from the back first. He was very proud that he liked to take a bodyguard when he went out. See if he used it at this time.

Although these people will abide by the rules and will not step into private territory, there is still a kěnéng for throwing something in, and they never believed how hode quality the Western rascals can be.

"Let's go!" He got out of the car, and the bodyguard helped him open the door. He waited for Zhang Ziyi outside and picked her gentleman's. Uncle Paparazzi has already turned the shutter into a real shutter. He doesn't know how long Jessie Chou will stay, he still has to be faster.

When Jobs received the call, he planned to go out to see his little brother. This is also the person who clearly supports him, so he needs to be warm, so that he can remember him well.

Helen is also today, the American family has always been two people together to participate in this kind of activities. Planning to go to see Zhou Jiexi with him, this man helped her husband with a lot of things, and she must also express her gratitude as a wife.

"Mr. Belem, what are you?" Senator Belem who was beside Helen also followed.

"Mr. Jesse Zhou is right..." He was still thinking that Jesse Zhou didn't seem to have done anything to his electorate, and immediately changed his words. "Mr. Zhou has made a lot of contributions to California's national rights and interests, and I also want to know him. "The person from the Chinese American Federation just told him that Zhou Jiexi might be able to help him solve the wènti outside, even if it is only temporary.

"Let's go together then! Mr. Belen." Helen will be softer and more sophisticated than her husband in the social area. Of course, this does not mean that Jobs is worse than her, but the division of labor is different. Jobs' character has some things that are not the same. To do it, the wife just happens to do it more appropriately.

The three of them walked out after greeting the security guard outside the venue. Steve Jobs went outside, and he intended to distance himself a little bit from Belen so as not to become a pond fish.

Helen saw Jesse Chou walking a few steps, and gave him a hug first. "Hi! Jesse, you look so handsome today."

Jesse Chou gave her a courteous kiss and said, "Thank you for complimenting Helen. I only spent a few hours in the clothing store. It seems that it is indeed worthy of my effort."

"Stephen, you look better buddy." Jessie Chou looked at Jobs. "You should eat a little bit more. It looks really too thin. I have an ancient Chinese medicinal recipe that is suitable for people who are sick. You can actually try it."

"With the essence you gave, I have improved a lot recently, and I have to thank you Jessie."

"I am also a shareholder of Apple. Only when you are healthy can you ensure stability, don't you. Haha..." he said with a smile.

"It seems that I still enjoy a very high status in your mind." Jobs said with a strange expression.

Jessie Chou shrugged.

"But I believe that anyone can turn without the earth, and so does Apple. This is a team, not a person. I think your sky should be more able to explain this sentence." Jobs said modestly. At the same time, taking Zhou Jiexi's company as an example, it seems to be meaningful.

"Isn't this old man starting to prepare for death, and start vaccinating him now?" Zhou Jiexi secretly asked.

Jobs really wanted to stabilize Jessie Chou. He was afraid that as long as he became healthy, the team under Jessie Chou could do everything. It would be easy to sell Apple stock and make money.

The most important thing is that there are not a few people in the company who share their interests. It is obviously not that easy for Cooper to gain their trust.

And Jessie Chou played a little chemical role here. Shareholders like Allais will also make decisions according to the situation, but don't know which direction Apple will take.

"This is very reasonable." Zhou Jiexi's post-thinking appearance seemed a bit invisible to Jobs.

The conversation between the three also gave Zhang Ziyi time to think about who this man is, Steve Jobs, the founder of the multinational company Apple.

After she calmed down, she looked at Jesse Zhou with a look of surprise. This man was not as simple as she thought.

And the uncle paparazzi in the distance is already excited and about to harden up, no, it's hard up already.

The white reporter in front looked back at him with an unhappy expression and said, "Hey, what did you do against me, man?"

Uncle Paparazzi wanted to tell him, "Your sister, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to explode your chrysanthemums? Shut you, shut up!" Of course, he just thought about it.

"Sorry, it's my flashlight. I'll remove it right away..." The uncle said that he could only pretend to reach for something, but actually pushed up his **** as much as possible and squeezed the people behind.

American male **** is also illegal, unlike the celestial dynasty that has no laws in this area. A man gives it a civil law, and it is not enough for a criminal offence. In Lao America, you have to dare to do this, especially in the famous **** city of San Francisco, which has long been written into the law.