how i bought the whole world

The next day, I woke up and poked Chris in the face, "Chris, tell me if you're dating a man!"

He was sleeping on the carpet in my hall, shrunk into a shrimp. I was a little better and took up the sofa, but there was a guest room and a master bedroom, neither of us thought of it yesterday. Instead, we were stupid Sleeping in the hall, letting the cold wind from the windows pour in, freezing myself chilly.

Luckily I was still a little awake at the time and remembered to call a taxi to take us home, otherwise we would have woken up next to the rubbish in the back alley of the bar.

"Go away." Chris pushed my hand away with his hand, and then... rolled over and continued to sleep.

"Chris!" I pushed him persistently. "You can't hide it from me. Don't pretend to be asleep. I know you are awake. Tell me quickly."

Chris opened his eyes and looked at me with strong resentment in his eyes. He turned over and sat up, rubbing his hair, "Well, in fact, I was drunk yesterday. I talked nonsense."

"NoNoNo, you shouldn't lie to a friend who knows you well, I know, your eyes will look at the floor when you lie."

"I'm a lawyer, lying is commonplace, so I don't look at the floor!"

"You were just looking at the floor!"

"That's why I want to sleep!"

The two of us stared at each other, neither of us thought of ourselves, and after a stalemate for a while, we suddenly sat on the ground and laughed.

We're actually in a terrible state now, Chris's suit is a crumpled mess, his tie is missing, his hair is a mess, and everything else on him is there, but it's all thrown around the living room , and I was not much better, my eyes were dry, my throat was hoarse, and my whole body was in pain as if someone had beaten me up. These were the aftereffects of sleeping in the living room after drinking.

I rubbed my stiff neck, went to the kitchen, poured two glasses of water, and handed him one of them.

"Thank you." Chris took a sip of water and let out a long sigh of relief, "I feel like I'm alive again." He shook his head, "What time is it?"

"Let me see." I said and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and then my heart skipped a beat. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. Call me, but I don't get a single one.

"It's too bad." I sighed while touching the phone, and I can already imagine how bad it would be for Brandon not to call me.

Chris couldn't help laughing at this time, "You disappeared after the other party was gone for only one day, William, aren't you afraid that Brandon might misunderstand you because of this?"

"Shut up Chris, even if you misunderstand, half of the responsibility for this matter lies with you."

I don't know if it's bad luck, or I'm afraid of something. Just as Chris and I were bickering, another familiar bell sounded, which was Brandon's exclusive ringtone.

No one could ignore it this time, and I reflexively switched on, "Hi honey..."

There was silence on the phone for a while, "...William." Brandon said on the other end, "Do you know that if you don't answer the phone again, I will go to the police station to call the police?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." I swallowed my saliva, glanced at Chris who was gloating, and spoke slowly, "Um... I'm not feeling well, so I went to bed late in the morning, I'm sorry."

"uncomfortable?"

"Uh, yes."

"Even Christian is not feeling well?"

"..."

Brandon asked darkly, "What the hell are you two doing? Is Christian with you?"

Chris, who was still giggling when I said 'not feeling well', now has a mixed expression of embarrassment and being caught on his face.He immediately shook his head and mouthed "I'm not there" desperately at me.

But Brandon was very sharp, "Is he here? Why didn't you talk, what did you guys do last night? A bar? Don't lie to me, I know you have a criminal record!"

"..."

Having a smart lover means that you can't hide anything from him. Even if you are his boss, he can expose you mercilessly. I feel deeply about this.Under Chris' green face, I coughed and honestly admitted, "Well, Brandon, Chris and I did have a little drink at the bar last night."

Brandon asked, "A little? What's your definition of a little?"

"About... a few cups."

"How many cups?" The other party decided to pursue the truth to the end.

I thought about it for a while, "Uh, seven or eight cups."

Brandon took a deep breath, "Seven or eight." He repeated my words, and then there was another long silence, and before I had time to defend myself, he said suddenly, "William, an hour See you in your office."

Saying that, the phone was hung up suddenly.

I have a bitter face.Brandon was very angry, and the consequences were serious. After knowing that the other party was on the verge of rage, Chris and I didn't dare to say anything. After washing up, we were going to go to the company. Chris borrowed a set of clothes from me, and we went to work together. Drive to the office.But on the way there, I still haven't forgotten the original question.

"Chris, you gotta tell me who that guy you were talking about last night was."

"I didn't say anything." Chris was very tenacious, he half closed his eyes, and refused to admit what he had said. "I was drunk last night, but in fact I am as innocent as snow in winter."

"Hey!" I exclaimed dissatisfied, "Aren't we best friends? I was the first to tell you about Brandon. Now you tell me that you are as innocent as snow, do you think I will believe it?" ?”

Chris didn't speak, but looked up outside.

I immediately turned the car around.

Chris hit his head on the handlebar, "OKOK." He rubbed his head, "Drive well, William, don't let us go directly to the morgue before we arrive at the company."

"I want to hear the truth."

"Well, there is such a person."

I pricked up my ears to gossip.

"However, I don't know what words to use to define our relationship." Chris pondered for a moment, "Do you still remember the guy I said robbed Catherine?"

"Of course I remember, you told me he was a French model," I said, "and a 'damned thief,' a 'scumbag thief,' and a 'thug who deserves to be hanged for meddling in other people's feelings.'"

Chris looked at me reproachfully, "Thank you, but you don't need to remember my words so firmly."

I shrugged.

He sighed, "Well, about a year ago, I found out that Neil came to work in New York. At that time, he had already broken up with Catherine. Of course, I didn't know about it. Anyway, I ran away impulsively after seeing him. Hit him in the past, and give him here." He pointed to his eyes, saw that I was about to speak, and immediately added, "I know what you want to say, we didn't alert the police, It was just a personal contest. Neil also fought back, but he couldn’t beat me. Later, Neil explained to me that he and Catherine were just friends with benefits. He didn’t know that the other party had a boyfriend at the time. If he knew, he definitely wouldn’t Accepting Catherine's pursuit, what he said was very sincere, and I believed him, so I went to the coffee shop with him to have a cup of coffee, and we made up."

"What do you mean by reconciliation?"

"Reconciliation means... um, becoming good friends."

I rolled my eyes, "Chris, you and I are also good friends, but do you think the other party's situation is the same as mine? Just tell me the closest distance between you two."

"...Negative distance." He was extremely embarrassed.

"understood."

Chris argued, "You don't understand, William, in fact, nothing happened to us at the beginning, as you heard, we had a fight, and the past grievances were completely settled, and then the two had nothing to do, but then it happened. A surprise. One of my childhood buddies got married and he was throwing a bachelorette party to celebrate his departure from being a bachelor, and we had some celebrities come over and of course Neil was there too, and I figured out he's kind of a famous guy, a lot Everyone knows him. Originally I didn't want to pay attention to him, but he came over to say hello to me. In this way, I can't pretend that I don't know him. We come and go, we get acquainted, and then we get drunk..." He did One you understand expressions.

"and then?"

"No and then, William, anyway... well, just once in a few weeks. If he comes to Boston or I go to New York, or he goes to Europe, then we won't communicate for a month or two."

"No wonder you are now running to New York every three days on weekends." I muttered as I parked the car downstairs of the company.

"We're just friends with benefits, I'm not gay." Chris said, frowning at the same time, "I'll only tell you one thing about this, don't tell anyone else." He said so, but I knew he Others who said were referring to Tiffany.

After parting from Chris at the company entrance, I tidied up the collar of my shirt and took the elevator to my office.

Brandon sat on the couch waiting for me.

He leaned quietly on the back of the chair, his eyes were slightly closed, his brows seemed to be slightly furrowed, the traces could not be seen clearly, his hair was combed very neatly, and his hair was tied behind his head, revealing a clean forehead.The sunlight came in from the window, leaving a pale golden silhouette on his body, exuding a quiet and tranquil atmosphere.

"Hi, honey." I cautiously opened the door and poked my head in.

Brandon opened his eyes and looked up at me, his tone was very flat, "William, why don't you come in."

I showed weakness, "I'm afraid you'll still be angry with me."

Brandon sighed, "I didn't. You come in first."

I glanced around, and purposely dawdled outside the door slowly.

Brandon laughed angrily at me, "Get out of here William, do you still want me to invite you over?"

I quickly rolled to his side.

Brandon grabbed my neckline and pulled me in front of him. He first came up and smelled my neckline, and then carefully sniffed the breath of my neck inch by inch, like an animal patrolling its own territory. , I was very nervous to accept his review.

After a while he let go of me, "There is no smell of perfume."

"Of course it doesn't smell like perfume, honey." I couldn't help but say, "Even if I go to a bar, I won't sleep with other people casually. You should trust me more."

Brandon pursed his lips.

After a while he said, "Last night, I was alone in my new rented apartment, and it didn't feel right. I think I'm used to being with you, and Jude Law, too. He kept circling around the room, and I I thought he was looking for you too, so I came to the office early this morning to see you, thinking you would be like me, William."

My heart almost softened into a puddle of water, because Brandon was a little confused at the moment, and said in a soft tone, "I'm sorry, dear."

He looked at me, "If you want to know where you are going next time, please tell me. Losing your contact will only make me feel very worried."

I kissed him on the lips and said, "I will, I promise."

Brandon came to bring me excellent news. The Cyclops headquarters in Silicon Valley announced to the outside world that the Cyclops browser will be launched simultaneously in Europe and the United States this weekend.The Cyclops search engine it carries will get rid of the shackles of Google's search engine and become an independent search engine.

A few months ago, because of the huge repercussions caused by Android, Cyclops, to be precise, the WF Group and the Google Group collapsed. The person in charge of Google was very angry and called me a beard cutter because I entered the , snatched Android from their hands, and my spokesperson Brandon responded lightly that the reason why Android was acquired by WF Group was thanks to Google's hesitation and distrust of Andy Rubin. In other words, they deserve to be unable to access the smartphone market, which makes Google, which has always wanted to develop its own independent smartphone, very angry.After this, the Google Group announced that its Google search engine would no longer provide technical support to Cyclops, nor would it provide Cyclops with secondment of its database.

Their original intention was to let Cyclops search lead to the danger of the skylight, but they didn't think that since Brandon dared to choke Google like this, then we must have a way to deal with it.The Cyclops search engine used its own information grabbing program, created an information database, and even broke away from the scope of the IE browser to develop its own independent browser.

In fact, the Cyclops browser was originally a product born to curb the messy rules of the Internet in Huaguo, but as it continues to grow in Huaguo, I found that it will also make great achievements in the United States and Europe. The very famous antitrust law gave Cyclops a chance to survive.

Nowadays, on the Internet, a very serious problem is increasingly emerging, that is, some Internet giants monopolize and monopolize network resources, which makes their competitors lack and innovation is also stagnant. This problem was first discovered by Microsoft. Years ago, 90.00% of the world's computers used the Windows system. It held a mandatory control attitude towards some of its own programs, especially browsers, search engines and other service profit-oriented software, and overbearingly refused the entry of other rival enterprise programs.This move almost does not give other Internet companies a chance to survive.

So, not long after, the Anti-Monopoly Act was promulgated, and Microsoft was the first Internet company to be slashed, and was even almost split into two—someone suggested that Microsoft should be divided into two, one operating a dedicated Windows System, a company that operates the remaining business of Microsoft, thus avoiding another Internet monopoly incident.

Faced with such a judgment, Microsoft immediately shrank from a leading leader to a younger brother. At this time, it made a move to cut off its wrists, and escaped the fate of being cut on the condition of giving in to network functions. It allowed competitors Entering the IE browser and agreeing to other browsers entering the Windows system made the Google search engine firmly occupy the global search engine market for the next ten years.

Now, Google is also facing the same monopoly problem. Its monopolistic behavior has caused losses to the interests of many American companies. The U.S. Department of Information has asked him to disclose the code of the search engine more than once to prove that he did not use his own information database. However, Google is absolutely unwilling to agree to this request to disclose its commercial secrets. Therefore, Google has conflicts with many American companies. Speech, claiming to impose sanctions on Google.