Chapter 921： According to my analysis

Eric nodded: "If it is another profession, it may not be necessary, but for the field of artificial intelligence, I still hope that you can accumulate more knowledge in this area."

Speaking of artificial intelligence, perhaps most people think of robots in their first thoughts.

But this is not the case. Artificial intelligence is only a branch of computer science. Among them, the Internet search engine is just the practical application of artificial intelligence that is closely related to the lives of ordinary people.

In recent years, under the special attention of Eric, Yahoo has not given up on the development of more intelligent search engine technology. Because the Yahoo portal itself carries a very good search engine, Infoseek should have appeared in the original space and time. No search engine companies have appeared, and even the AOL portal has embedded Yahoo search engines.

In the plan, after 2000, Eric will gradually promote Yahoo from a comprehensive portal to a search engine service provider.

Now, since Marisa Mayer took the initiative to come to the door, Eric will naturally not let her stay in her assistant's office, and her best place in the future is naturally Yahoo.

The IT industry is very different from the media industry. The media industry places more emphasis on work experience and creativity. Even if you have never been to a university, you can still be a senior media group executive. But in the IT industry, if you don't have enough knowledge to build, it's basically impossible to be an executive at a Silicon Valley technology company.

Eric simply explained why she continued to work as a graduate student, and Marisa Mayer had no objections.

Just, after eating this breakfast and leaving Eric's mansion in Atherton, Marisa Mayer felt that what she had experienced this morning was a little weird. Careful recollection, Eric gave her the feeling that, as if he had known her, she did not feel any strange feelings from Eric, but she had some inexplicable familiarity.

But she is 100% certain that she has never seen each other before, and Eric is unlikely to have seen her before. Carelessly pondering, Marisa Mayer can only count these as the unique personality charm of people like Eric Williams. He can create a big economic empire at a young age. Some are different from ordinary people.

Eric yesterday told the rush to Brisbane to pick up Miranda's plane and flew to San Francisco, which made it easy for him to fly directly to New York. After breakfast, he received a call. The Boeing 767 will land at San Jose International Airport at 8:30. The time is almost the same. So he left Atherton with two women and bodyguards and rushed to the airport. .

Taking off from Brisbane to San Francisco for a long four-hour flight, Miranda has been in an extremely excited state.

After the plane took off from Brisbane, Miranda kept moving around on the plane, like a kitten that only declared the territory, and turned all the places, the screening room, the conference room, the study room, the bathroom, the living room, the bar... ...until a small cup of very strong whiskey was sneaked, and the girl came to sleep in the bedroom of the presidential suite.

The plane landed on the runway of San Jose International Airport in a slight bump. Miranda’s assistant named Claire knocked on the door several times. He didn’t get a response. He wandered intently and saw that he was still on the big bed. The girl who is sleeping.

Eric had planned to send Miranda to Los Angeles and enter the airport. He heard Claire’s report and had to get on the plane first, intending to wake up the little lazy cat.

Miranda felt that someone was shooting herself, woke up in confusion, and it was Eric who saw it and smiled sweetly.

Eric looked at the girl wearing only the vest hot pants and smashed the quilt, wrapped in two long-legged koalas, laughing and taking pictures on her little hips. "Get up, everyone looks at it." What about you?"

Miranda looked around, Claire stood behind Eric, holding her clothes, but stood at the door with two other young women. The petite girl like a doll suddenly gave her a sense of crisis. Refers to Caroline and Melanie: "Eric, who are they?"

Eric smiled and said: "Caroline, and Melanie, they are my new assistant."

When Miranda noticed that Caroline looked at this side, the little face on the doll had a faint little resentment, and she felt a little more superior in her heart. She looked at Caroline and said, "Carly, I am thirsty." Can you help me with a glass of water?"

Caroline squatted, and the look of resentment on her face became more obvious. The thin lips licked and the scorpion turned brightly to Eric.

Eric took Caroline to her side. This is to let her slowly see her life, and then gradually dispel the emotions. At this point, I noticed the resentment and loss of the little face. Eric suddenly felt a little distressed. He did not hesitate to take another note on Miranda's buttocks. He added a strong force and said: "If you want to drink water, Let Claire help you, and I will not allow my assistant to be in the future."

Several people in the bedroom obviously felt Eric's emotional changes. Claire didn't wait for Eric to tell him, he put down his clothes and left the bedroom. Miranda was even more dissatisfied with Caroline and Melanie, but his face was on his face. Showing a pitiful expression: "Eric, sorry, I don't dare anymore, you have a good fight."

Eric ignored the expression of the girl, and turned his head to the two women at the door: "Carly, May, you go to rest, you don't have to come here."

Melanie nodded and stretched out and Caroline turned and left.

Eric regained his gaze and said to Miranda: "Well, change your clothes. The weather in California is now cold. Watch out for a cold. I let Carter prepare a car to send you back to Los Angeles."

Miranda immediately spoiled Eric's waist: "Eric, the school will still start school in a week, I am going to New York with you, I want to go to Fashion Week."

"I am going to work, but I have time to take care of you," Eric took the girl's clothes from the table and said.

"You don't have to take care of you, I can live in Giselle, and after watching Fashion Week, I will come back," Miranda did not pick up the clothes, pleading, not forgetting to put the slender body on Eric. Gently rub it.

Can't help the girl's pleading, Eric had to nod his consent, took the cup from the back Claire and handed it to Miranda, and told Claire to let the crew prepare to take off before asking Miranda in his arms: "You and Giselle Very familiar?"

When Miranda drank a few mouthfuls of water, he placed the cup on the table next to him and blinked his eyes in a shrewd manner. He said, "I am not familiar with it. However, if you speak, they must not refuse, right?"

"Oh, you are not afraid to join in and ask for fun?"

"I'm not afraid, if they are not good to me, I will complain to you," Miranda was very scared. After that, he flashed his eyelashes and said: "Eric, can I use this plane often?"

Eric kept the little waist of the girl's restlessness, and the big hand couldn't help but slowly slammed down and shook his head and smiled: "This can't be done. This plane is for everyone's work, can't make you mess up. After a few years, when the planes I bought are delivered, you can use them casually."

Miranda cheered excitedly, and came over and kissed Eric's face. He also reached down and unbuttoned his little hot pants. He leaned into his ear and sighed with enthusiasm: "Eric, You touched, is my skin better?"

The Boeing 767 was filled with oil at San Jose International Airport and soon re-taken and rushed to New York.

When the plane stabilized in the air, in the lounge in the middle of the cabin, Melanie untied the seat belt of the fixed seat, and Caroline said that there was some stunned look at the side: "Well, Carly, now you understand. He is a jerk, but it is not worth it for such a guy."

"No, I didn't, sad," Caroline shook her head, her eyes still a bit blank, saying: "I am just, I am just..."

Melanie simply pulled Caroline and said, "Let's go, I just saw a bar on the plane, let's go have something to drink."

Caroline obediently followed Melanie and said, "I am just..."

"You don't want to understand why BOSS is interested in other girls, but is indifferent to you?"

Caroline’s face suddenly turned red, but she hanged her small head and did not refute.

Melanie came to the bar with Caroline, and unceremoniously picked out a bottle of expensive red wine from the wine cabinet and opened it on her own. Carolyn, who sat down at the bar, said: "However, Seriously, he is really very good to you, but this can be seen even with the blind. Just that Xiaobichi wants to direct you, he was immediately stopped."

Caroline frowned and said: "Mei, don't call someone so much, it's rude."

Melanie put two goblets in front of two people and said, "Well, change the name, how about the small beach, the beach by the sea."

Caroline couldn't help but slap on Melanie's arm and said, "That's not the same."

Melanie didn't mind Caroline's little trick and smiled. "Well, let's go back to the topic. Why is he so good to you, but not interested in men and women?"

Caroline raised her face and looked forward to Melanie going on.

Melanie sold a slap and took a sip of a red wine in a goblet. This is a faint sigh: "According to my analysis, there may be two reasons."

"Well?"

“First,” Melanie raised a finger and said, “He is GAY!”

Caroline shook her head immediately: "This is not the case!"

Melanie also laughed and reached out and pinched Caroline’s little chin. “I certainly know that if Eric Williams is GAY, there is no normal man in the world, so the possibility It will only be the second one."

"Ok?"

Melanie erected a second finger and said with certainty: "He took you as a daughter."

Carolyn suddenly smashed his throat, his face red like the red wine in front of them: "How, how is it possible?"

Melanie is very determined about his own opinion, and analyzes: "Oh, get along with you for so long, you must know better than me. Eric’s psychological age is much more mature than his physical age. Sometimes it is like a Old men. Old men can all like little girls, your temper is so simple, so small, ah, still very clever, and obedient, it is in line with the setting of the perfect daughter in the hearts of all the old men."

Rubbing his eyes and staying for a moment, Caroline retorted in a hurry: "He has a daughter, called Hawaii, this, I know."

"No one stipulates that a father has only one daughter," Melanie shook her head immediately. She also knew that Eric had a pair of children. This is not a secret in the circle, but in a blink of an eye, Melanie is from the card. In Lorraine's words, a key message was captured: "That, summer... Hawaii, this is, his daughter's name?"

Caroline nodded and Eric accidentally mentioned it to her.

Melanie was the first to know the name of Eric’s daughter. After pondering for a while, she couldn’t help but smile: “It’s a messy guy who gave her daughter such a strange name, huh, called Carlo. Lynn is good."

Caroline just recovered some of her face and suddenly became red again. She got up and walked outside the bar and said, "I don't listen to you nonsense."

More than four hours later, the Boeing 767 arrived at the East Coast, but did not land at the Kennedy International Airport in the heart of New York City. Instead, it landed at MacArthur Airport in the middle of Long Island. It was very close to East Hampton and returned to New York. It is to stay with a woman and a child for a few days.

When the plane landed, Long Island was under heavy rain. The East Coast is not as spring-like as California. It has already entered the autumn, and the rainy days are more cool.

"I have already called Gysel. You can go directly to their place on Madison Avenue. I have to go to Manhattan in two days," Eric stood next to a car that picked up the plane to Miranda. Having explained a few words, she was sent to a car with the assistant named Claire.

When the girl left, Eric turned to Caroline and Melanie next to him. Carolyn looked at his eyes strangely. Eric thought she was still minding her and Miranda. In my heart, I just noticed that Caroline was still wearing only a close-fitting thin sweater. I was concerned: "Your coat, it's a little cold here, put on a coat."

Caroline shook her head subconsciously, and took a step back. Her eyes evaded Eric’s gaze and said, “I, I am not cold.”

The side of Melanie’s mouth suddenly showed some smirk: Look, I’m right.

"Then get on the bus first," Eric sent ABC headquarters three cars in advance. He stretched out the other black Mercedes-Benz door and said to Caroline.

Carolyn hesitated in the footsteps, or slammed into the car, but still dodging Eric's eyes.

Eric took a bunch of keys from the driver sent by ABC and handed it to Melanie. "This is the key to my residence on Sixth Avenue. You and Caroline will live there first, even if it is work welfare." You don't have to work for these two days, you take her around Manhattan."

Melanie didn't mean to be polite with Eric. He took the key from him and said, "Thank you, Eric, um," she paused and added: "I will take care of Caroline." ""

Eric naturally couldn't know the things in the hearts of the two girls. They watched them leave by car and sighed slightly, but they thought, so it would be nice to let Caroline slowly let go of their feelings.