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Eric nodded and said, "If it's another major, it may not be necessary, but for the field of artificial intelligence, I still hope that you can accumulate more knowledge in this area."
When it comes to artificial intelligence, perhaps the first thing most people think of is robots.
But this is not the case. Artificial intelligence is just a branch of computer science. Among them, Internet search engines happen to be a practical application of artificial intelligence that is closely related to ordinary people's lives.
In recent years, under Eric's special attention, Yahoo has never given up on the development of more intelligent search engine technology. Because the search engine carried by Yahoo portal itself is very good, Infoseek, etc. that should have appeared in the original time and space Pure search engine companies did not appear, and even the Yahoo search engine was embedded in America Online's portal.
According to the plan, after 2000, Eric will gradually promote the transformation of Yahoo from a comprehensive portal to a search engine service provider.
Now, since Marisa Mayer took the initiative to deliver it to her door, Eric would naturally not let her stay in his assistant's office. The best place for her in the future would naturally be Yahoo.
The IT industry is very different from the media industry. The media industry places more emphasis on work experience and creativity. Even if a person has not gone to college, he can still be a senior executive of a large media group. But in the IT industry, if you don't have enough knowledge accumulation, it is basically impossible to be an executive of a Silicon Valley technology company.
Eric briefly explained the reasons for her continuing to study as a part-time graduate student, and Marissa Mayer had no objections.
It's just that after eating this breakfast and leaving Eric's mansion in Atherton, Marisa Mayer felt that everything she experienced this morning was a bit weird. Thinking back carefully, during the whole process, Eric gave her the feeling that he had known her before. She didn't feel any strangeness from Eric, but a bit of inexplicable familiarity.
But she was 100 percent sure that she had never met the other person, and it was unlikely that Eric had ever met her before. After careful consideration to no avail, Marissa Mayer could only regard these as the unique personality charm of a person like Eric Williams. The other party was able to create a huge economic empire at a young age. Some are different from ordinary people.
Eric ordered the plane heading to Brisbane to pick up Miranda to be diverted to San Francisco yesterday, so that it would be convenient for him to fly directly to New York. After breakfast, he received a call that the Boeing 767 would land at San Jose International Airport at 8:30, and it was almost the same time, so he left Atherton with his two women and bodyguards and rushed directly to the airport .
Taking off from Brisbane to San Francisco, Miranda has been in a state of extreme excitement during the long 14-hour direct flight.
After the plane took off from Brisbane, Miranda kept walking around on the plane, like a kitten declaring its territory, turning around all the places, such as the screening room, meeting room, study room, bathroom, living room, bar... It wasn't until she secretly drank a small glass of very strong whiskey that she felt drowsy, and the girl went into the bedroom of the presidential suite with a flushed face and fell asleep.
The plane landed on the runway of San Jose International Airport with slight turbulence. Miranda's assistant named Claire knocked on the door several times, but got no response, so she broke in worriedly, only to see that she was still lying on the big bed and breathing. The sleeping girl.
Eric had planned to send Miranda back to Los Angeles, entered the airport, heard Claire's report, had to get on the plane first, and planned to wake up the little lazy cat.
Miranda felt that someone was patting herself, and woke up in a daze. When she saw that it was Eric, she smiled sweetly and hugged him.
Eric watched the girl who was only wearing a tank top and hot pants kick off the quilt, entangled her with long bare legs like a koala, patted her buttocks with a smile, and said, "Get up, everyone is watching!" And you."
Only then did Miranda look around, Claire was standing behind Eric, holding her clothes, but there were two other young women standing at the door, the girl who was as petite as a doll immediately gave her a sense of crisis, Pointing to Caroline and Melanie, he said, "Eric, who are they?"
Eric smiled and introduced: "Caroline, and Melanie, they are my new assistants."
Miranda noticed that when Caroline looked at her, there was a slight resentment on her doll-like face, and she felt a little more superior in her heart. Looking at Caroline, she said, "Carly, I'm thirsty." , can you pour me a glass of water?"
Caroline froze for a moment, the resentment on her face became more obvious, her thin lips were pursed, and her eyes turned brightly to Eric.
Eric took Caroline by his side, originally to let her see her life slowly, and then gradually dispel her feelings for him. At this time, noticing the resentment and loss on that small face, Eric felt a little distressed immediately, and without hesitation, he slapped Miranda's buttocks again, and deliberately increased the force, saying: "If you want to drink water, you can Let Claire pour it for you, and don't instruct my assistant in the future."
Several people in the bedroom could clearly feel Eric's emotional changes. Claire put down the clothes in her hands and left the bedroom without waiting for Eric's orders. Miranda was even more dissatisfied with Caroline and Melanie in her heart, but her expression was Showing a pitiful expression: "Eric, I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore, you hurt so much."
Eric ignored the girl's pretended expression, turned his head and said to the two women at the door: "Carly, Mei, you go and rest, you don't need to come here."
Melanie nodded, reached out to grab Caroline, turned and left.
Eric withdrew his gaze and said to Miranda: "Okay, let's change your clothes. The weather here in California is starting to get cold. Be careful of catching a cold. I asked Carter to prepare a car to take you back to Los Angeles."
Miranda immediately wrapped her arms around Eric's waist coquettishly: "Eric, school won't start until a week later. How about I go to New York with you? I want to go to Fashion Week."
"I went for work, so I don't have time to take care of you," Eric said, taking the girl's clothes from the table.
"I don't need you to take care of me. I can live with Giselle and the others. After watching the fashion week, I will come back obediently," Miranda said pleadingly without picking up her clothes, and still put her slender body on Eric's body. Gently dawdling.
Unable to resist the girl's entreaties, Eric nodded in agreement, took the water glass from Claire who came back and handed it to Miranda, and then told Claire to get the crew ready to take off, and then asked Miranda in his arms: "You and Giselle? Are you familiar?"
After taking a few sips of water, Miranda casually put the cup on the table beside her, blinked shrewdly, and said, "I'm not familiar with you, but if you ask, they can't refuse, right?"
"Heh, aren't you afraid to come over and make fun of yourself?"
"Don't be afraid, if they treat me badly, I'll sue you," Miranda said confidently, and then flashed her eyelashes and put it close: "Eric, can I often use this plane in the future?"
Eric held down the girl's restless waist, and couldn't help but rub his big hand down slowly. He shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not okay, this plane is for everyone to work, so I can't let you mess around. In a few years, when the few planes I bought are delivered, you can use them as you like.”
Miranda cheered excitedly, leaned over and kissed Eric on the face, reached down and unbuttoned her hot pants, leaned into his ear, breathed hot air and whispered: "Eric, Touch it, does my skin look better?"
The Boeing 767 was refueled at San Jose International Airport and quickly re-flighted to New York.
When the plane stabilized in the air, in the lounge in the middle of the cabin, Melanie unfastened the safety belt of the fixed seat, and said to Caroline, who was still looking a little sad next to her: "Okay, Carly, now you understand He's just a bastard, and it's not worth being sad for such a guy."
"No, I don't, I'm sad," Caroline shook her head, her eyes still a little dazed, and said, "I just, I just..."
Melanie simply pulled Caroline up and said, "Let's go, I just saw that there is a bar on the plane, let's go get something to drink."
Caroline obediently followed Melanie to her feet, still muttering: "I just..."
"You can't figure it out, why the BOSS is interested in other girls but doesn't care about you?"
Caroline's face immediately turned red, but she lowered her head and did not refute.
Melanie brought Caroline to the bar, picked out an expensive bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet very rudely, and opened it on her own, and then Caroline, who sat down at the bar, said: "However, To be honest, he really treats you very well, even a blind person can see that. Just now, that little Bichi wanted to instigate you, but he stopped him immediately."
Caroline frowned and said, "Mei, don't call others that, it's very impolite."
Melanie put two goblets in front of the two of them, and said, "Okay, let's change the name, how about the small beach, the beach by the sea."
Caroline couldn't help but patted Melanie's arm and said, "That's not the same."
Melanie didn't mind Caroline's small gestures at all, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go back to the topic just now, why is he so nice to you, but has no interest in men and women?"
Caroline raised her face, expecting Melanie to continue.
Melanie let it go, picked up the goblet and took a sip of the red wine, then said quietly: "According to my analysis, there may be two reasons."
"Huh?"
"First," Melanie said, raising a finger, "He's gay!"
Caroline shook her head immediately: "That's not the case!"
Melanie also laughed, reached out and pinched Caroline's chin, and said, "Of course I know, if Eric Williams is gay, there will be no normal men in this world, so, the possibility It will only be the second type."
"Um?"
Melanie raised her second finger in a serious manner, and said with certainty, "He treats you like a daughter."
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"Don't be afraid, if they treat me badly, I'll sue you," Miranda said confidently, and then flashed her eyelashes and put it close: "Eric, can I often use this plane in the future?"
Eric held down the girl's restless waist, and couldn't help but rub his big hand down slowly. He shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not okay, this plane is for everyone to work, so I can't let you mess around. In a few years, when the few planes I bought are delivered, you can use them as you like.”
Miranda cheered excitedly, leaned over and kissed Eric on the face, reached down and unbuttoned her hot pants, leaned into his ear, breathed hot air and whispered: "Eric, Touch it, does my skin look better?"
The Boeing 767 was refueled at San Jose International Airport and quickly re-flighted to New York.
When the plane stabilized in the air, in the lounge in the middle of the cabin, Melanie unfastened the safety belt of the fixed seat, and said to Caroline, who was still looking a little sad next to her: "Okay, Carly, now you understand He's just a bastard, and it's not worth being sad for such a guy."
"No, I don't, I'm sad," Caroline shook her head, her eyes still a little dazed, and said, "I just, I just..."
Melanie simply pulled Caroline up and said, "Let's go, I just saw that there is a bar on the plane, let's go get something to drink."
Caroline obediently followed Melanie to her feet, still muttering: "I just..."
"You can't figure it out, why the BOSS is interested in other girls but doesn't care about you?"
Caroline's face immediately turned red, but she lowered her head and did not refute.
Melanie brought Caroline to the bar, picked out an expensive bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet very rudely, and opened it on her own, and then Caroline, who sat down at the bar, said: "However, To be honest, he really treats you very well, even a blind person can see that. Just now, that little Bichi wanted to instigate you, but he stopped him immediately."
Caroline frowned and said, "Mei, don't call others that, it's very impolite."
Melanie put two goblets in front of the two of them, and said, "Okay, let's change the name, how about the small beach, the beach by the sea."
Caroline couldn't help but patted Melanie's arm and said, "That's not the same."
Melanie didn't mind Caroline's small gestures at all, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go back to the topic just now, why is he so nice to you, but has no interest in men and women?"
Caroline raised her face, expecting Melanie to continue.
Melanie let it go, picked up the goblet and took a sip of the red wine, then said quietly: "According to my analysis, there may be two reasons."
"Huh?"
"First," Melanie said, raising a finger, "He's gay!"
Caroline shook her head immediately: "That's not the case!"
Melanie also laughed, reached out and pinched Caroline's chin, and said, "Of course I know, if Eric Williams is gay, there will be no normal men in this world, so, the possibility It will only be the second type."
"Um?"
Melanie raised her second finger in a serious manner, and said with certainty: "He treats you like a daughter." (To be continued.)