Chicago 1990

Palm’s recent momentum is not bad. After Jeffrey Hawkins abandoned the hardware project and sold the software developed for the PDA separately, the company successfully turned a profit. For example, the original handwriting recognition module was packaged into professional software and sold only for authorization. Companies such as Apple and Hewlett-Packard have high revenues, and buyers of other tools and software include top giants such as IBM.

Entering the product ecosystem of large companies, according to the current trend of the Silicon Valley software industry, it will be sooner or later that the capital market will pay attention to it again. After all, the valuation of some companies that have not made a penny is tens of millions. There is no reason to lack investors in the profitable Palm.

"Sorry, Charis, I'm a little bit urgent, you see..."

Song Ya apologized to her.

"Oh, ok, uh... I won't bother."

She noticed Goodman and Hayden in the room, smiled awkwardly, and followed Linda away.

Song Ya immediately dialed Jimmy's phone.

"Jeffrey Hawkins didn't say it himself."

Jimmy said: "But two of his close friends have visited some large and medium-sized companies frequently recently. I have heard about some meetings. They seem to have made up their minds to sell Palm to a physical company, all at once."

"Why? The company's momentum is very good..." Song Ya asked.

"Their handwriting recognition software was sued by Xerox. If they lose, they may face huge compensation," Jimmy said.

Xerox has been infringed on too many patents. At its peak, his Parker R&D center claimed to have three-quarters of the total number of computer experts. As a large patent owner, of course, it is very keen to sue others. Recently, a more famous case is that they sued Apple for stealing. In addition to his home’s graphical interface, the funny thing is that Apple is using the same reason to sue Microsoft at this time.

"It's okay? Xerox told Silicon Valley that the company had gone too much. Will it lose?" Song Ya asked.

"Jeffrey Hawkins swears that he didn't copy Xerox stuff, but I feel he is lying, otherwise why would he suddenly want to sell the company he founded?" Jimmy said.

"M-Fxxk..."

Song Ya originally wanted to say whether he would take the opportunity to buy a little more Palm shares, but now it seems unnecessary, and there is no energy anymore, "Jimmy, you continue to stare there and report new situations immediately."

"Ok."

As soon as she hung up the phone, Linda walked in again and closed the door, "Charis seems to be planning to stay overnight. I noticed that her attendant was carrying luggage."

"not now!"

Hayden immediately stopped, "Donovan is trying to persuade Miss Kelly in New York. At this time, the scandal will be over again. That South African girl has a snack."

Linda looked at Song Ya, "I'm going to talk, or do you come by yourself?"

Hayden said she was polite if she had a snack machine, and Song Ya didn't dare to bet, even if she just got a blood sample of Robb for her betrayal to Xue Linfen...

"Let me talk, where is she?"

"I asked the servant to show them around the villa."

"take me to."

Linda took him to find Charis in the viewing room. The girl did not ask to watch the movie, but turned on the lights. She was sitting in the front row holding a small mirror to touch up her makeup. Her fat attendant loyally handed her puff and eyebrows to the side. Things like pens.

"Hey...I'll be fine soon." She saw Song Ya come in, and immediately rubbed the lipstick evenly, and laughed out two dimples.

"Uh, Charis, there is one thing I want to make clear."

Song Ya waited for the fat companion and Linda to leave, and said directly, "I can't bear another scandal at this time, do you understand?"

"Oh……"

She gave a charming smile, "I understand, I won't let you get into trouble..." After saying that, she lay slantingly on the large and soft red leather sofa in the viewing room, showing her instinct. Sharon Stone's leg-cocked posture, and then crossed his legs as in the movie, with one hand gently brushing from the arm of the sofa.

"Sorry, you are beautiful Charis, but I..."

This sofa style was chosen by Mariah Carey.

"I'm so proactive."

She couldn't keep smiling anymore, "Isn't it enough to impress you?"

"Maybe I can start a play for you, after dancing my life project, of course, it won't be a big production..."

The return is still to be given, Song Ya made a promise.

"If I was to play a role, I would have sat on someone else's red sofa..."

She rolled her eyes and pulled the slightly open neckline back to its original position, "You will really hit APLUS again and again."

"Uh, is there really a red sofa?" Song Ya became curious when he heard this, and by the way, in order to change the subject, "Those producers and directors will really put a red sofa in the room?"

"Of course it won't be so obvious. There are folding chairs with a red backrest, and some people put a red dress on the back of the sofa."

It seems that she has experienced a lot during her time in Hollywood. "It's more verbal hints. For example, the producer of my first audition explicitly asked me to act Julia Roberts as a male in a hotel. The movie excerpts of the main "Service". There were only two of us in the room at the time, and the one who didn't understand was a fool. Thanks to you that time, otherwise I couldn't get rid of that liar agent."

"I know that time, you were very smart, and you knew to take your attendees the first time you audition."

"It's a friend, a good friend." She corrected, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, one of them was trying to make your rumor for money recently, but she is no longer my friend."

"It doesn't matter, I have encountered too many such things." Song Ya knew she was referring to the thin child's attendant.

"There are also a lot of girls who throw in their arms, right?"

"Uh, yes, but not as beautiful as you yet."

"Thank you, sometimes, I can't figure out why you chose her between me and Xue Linfen."

Song Ya laughed when she heard her complaint, "You made me very angry, Charis, of course, I admit that I was a little bit irritated."

"But now that I am taking the initiative, you are not interested, right? What you can't get is always the best."

"It's not like that, I take care of it now."

"Oh, so..."

She watched Song Ya intently for a while, then stood up, shaking her cosmetic bag quite freely, "Goodbye, then? I will leave Chicago today."

"Goodbye."

Song Ya let go, "My promise will continue to be valid, and my A+ film studio will not be idle after I finish dancing my life projects."

"Miss Finn takes good care of me. She is one of the few good people in Hollywood. I will feel very guilty for the role I got by hurting her, so... forget it." She walked over and said face to face.

"I insist."

"I insist on not using it."

"It's just a gesture to me, Charis, you don't have to, maybe all you lack is an official stage."

"Let’s stop thanking you for coming, okay? I repayed you for your previous help, so that’s it, no one will owe anyone in the future?"

"Never owe it." Song Ya felt a little unhappy at this time. For a man, what he can't get is the best. Sure enough, this sentence is the most reasonable saying...

"I'm leaving……"

"Okay, bye."

"Bye..."

A week later, Song Ya was doing her daily homework, not college homework, but leaving a message to Mariah Carey’s answering machine, who refused to answer the phone. “Mimi, you don’t know how many girls want to come in, all by me. Sternly refused, except you, I don't want to talk to any woman now, I miss you..."

"APLUS." Hamlin walked behind him and said solemnly: "The identification results are out."

"How... how do you say?"

"Little Robb belongs to you, congratulations, you have a son."