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Four hundred and fortieth chapters unexpected scene

The spectacular Pazhou Pavilion did not shock these three Americans much, but the bustling crowd around the pavilion still opened their eyes very much.

Even if they set up their company in San Francisco, not Silicon Valley, even San Francisco is actually a popular tourist city, such as near Fisherman's Wharf, which is crowded all day long.

But only then did I realize that it was really pediatric.

Have you seen the crowds on the overpass, as many people in the aisles of major shopping malls across the United States on Black Friday?

Especially this is not the case where the black brothers in Africa are idle and just come together to have fun, twist their butts and sway their hips. All of these people are in a hurry, and most of them seem to be busier than the three of them.

Evan Williams stood at the entrance with a badge for a while and suffered at least three rolls of eyes. Although he didn't say anything, even if he didn't understand it, he could not understand the meaning of those eyes. He was very clear: Where did this come from?

My great American citizen, the founder of my famous high-tech company... Betzstone pulled him, "Come on Evan,"

If there were someone here to take them and one of them lost, it would be really embarrassing.

Dorsey leaned over and asked his companions, "Do you think this is a developing country?"

The three of them looked back together, this city, this residents... They shook their heads together, maybe, our inherent perception of developing countries urgently needs to be updated?

The dazzling array of booths in the exhibition hall with their own characteristics did not surprise them. They have also seen the more distinctive exhibition halls.

It was lunch break. Looking at the exhibitors, some of them were rushing to organize the booth while no one was visiting. More people were standing or sitting in the booth, eating disposable lunch boxes, or simply making a bowl of instant noodles. They were a little surprised. Feng Yiping wouldn't have...eat like this at this time!

Beatstone glanced at Evan Williams, wouldn't we go to the hotel first?

They followed the young man who picked up the plane and walked through one booth after another. Finally, they finally arrived at the destination, a large booth covering an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, with a unified decorative style and a very grand style.

The middle of the booth should be a lobby for negotiation, which seemed to be a restaurant at this time, but what they ate looked like was a boxed fast food that looked exactly the same as those in other booths.

Jack Dorsey put down the rolled-up shirt sleeves and, while buttoning them, looked for Feng Yiping's figure at the dining table in the middle hall.

Beatstone was also tidying up his clothes at this time, even Evan Williams, who was pursuing his hair at this time.

However, they were unable to find Feng Yiping.

The tables in the negotiation hall were mainly ladies sitting, they all looked beautiful and tired. Despite this, they could still communicate at high speed during meals, which sounded very lively.

The three Twitter players sorted out their clothes again, but to their regret, the ladies at the table, whether they were Chinese or obviously from the West, had no lady's eyes stuck on their faces for more than three seconds.

This is undoubtedly a bit frustrating thing, and we are so inconspicuous?

OK, let’s see where Feng Yiping is.

Where is Feng Yiping?

Not only did they not find it, but the guy who brought them was not able to find Feng Yiping as soon as possible. He asked a few people, and finally signaled Dorsey and the others to follow.

In a booth where the translation was supposed to be the Magic Workshop, there were a group of people standing or sitting, all holding lunch boxes and laughing a few times from time to time.

Dorsey and the others heard the sound from the crowd, and it sounded that it was Feng Yiping.

Beatstone looked at Evan Williams again, and couldn't hide his complaints in his eyes. Why are you so anxious to come? What should Feng Yiping do if he invites us to fast food?

At this time, the crowd opened a hole and they immediately saw Feng Yiping at a glance.

He was wearing only a white shirt and rolled up his sleeves,
Chapter completed!
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