Chapter 1253 The Flood of the Times
Sharp and frank, but not aggressive, but with a well-informed look and scrutiny, just one sentence can change the passivity.
Lucas showed his edge in a small way.
Matt noticed it, but instead of being offended, he smiled.
“Oops, I was found out.”
"Indeed, I was worried that Mr. Wood might miss it if he set off for the set if he was slow, so I threatened Mr. Cook and kidnapped him to visit, just to complete the interception."
"So, did I succeed? ?”
While the sky is calm and the wind is calm, one can feel Matt’s confidence and calmness.
That confidence is eye-catching.
Edgar was slightly anxious.
Things happened suddenly this morning. Matt's visit was completely unexpected. He didn't have time to talk to Anson, so he could only send a signal to the secretary with his eyes and wait for them to leave the office before asking the secretary to notify Anson.
But I don’t know if the secretary has informed me in place.
Edgar was about to give Lucas some hints, but he did not expect that Lucas intercepted him one step ahead, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a smile that might make a child cry.
"Mr. Brown is joking. If we are really going to talk about business, there is no rush. Real big things take time."
"So, Mr. Brown came to visit, purely It’s just a visit from a friend, right?”
"Mr. Matt Brown, who is in charge of an entire emerging department, should be very clear about this."
Matt is there hiding the needle in the warm spring breeze, and Lucas is here pretending to be cowardly and hiding the knife in the snake's smile, and the two people go back and forth. Completely refusing to give an inch.
Matt pushed up his glasses, and there was a light of interest behind the lenses, "Do you know me? My name is too common, and I have a lot of the same names. I am thrown into a crowd, and I don't even have time to blink. Already overwhelmed."
Lucas was not surprised, "I occasionally look through the 'Wall Street Journal'."
Matt, "But there are so many names, how can you identify them at once. Is it me?”
Lucas, "No, I'm not sure, until now."
You come and I go, fighting hand to hand.
With no time to breathe, Matt and Lucas had already exchanged blows for several rounds.
The content of the conversation is not important. What is important is that both people refuse to enter the other's rhythm and try to bring the conversation under their control.
Matt, "Oh, it seems that I am still impatient."
Lucas, "No, I'm not impatient, but I want something."
Matt, "I have no room for excuse."
Without warning, a sharp turn, Matt Just throw out the white handkerchief and surrender——
As Lucas said, if you ask for help from others, you should not take your posture too high.
So, what is Lucas going to do?
Don’t reach out and hit the smiling person?
At this moment, a stretching voice came from the hall behind him.
"Luca, I give up, that's it. There's no need to bring so many things. Anyway, the crew has everything, there's nothing to worry about."
Pa.
The next second you can hear the sound of the body hitting the sofa.
The three people at the door looked at each other.
Then, Lucas finally stepped aside and made an invitation gesture.
Matt's smile was particularly bright, he nodded gently and walked in first.
Edgar fell behind, and finally had the opportunity to exchange a look with Lucas -
Matt Brown, the head of Apple's new digital audio department, And after some mergers and adjustments, it officially took over the iPod, iTunes and other businesses. It has become a hot figure in the past half year.
In fact, Edgar didn't understand the reason why Matt came to visit Anson in person. No matter how he thought about it, it was the same between Apple and Anson. Eight poles had nothing to do with it. He still lacked some sense of business and work in the music field; but his intuition told him For him, this matter may not be that simple. On the way to Malibu, Edgar kept talking, but Matt didn't leak anything, and Edgar didn't get much information.
Lucas slightly nodded his head at Edgar to express his calmness.
Edgar’s secretary was still reliable and called Anson immediately. Anson was packing his luggage, so Lucas answered the call.
Edgar himself didn’t know the situation, let alone his secretary.
But at least Lucas was confident and mentally prepared in advance.
Lucas did not rush to discuss with Anson, but did a quick investigation himself. Only by understanding the needs and purposes of his opponent can he take the initiative.
Apple, this technology company, because of Anson’s relationship, Lucas has always paid attention to their movements, and is always prepared. Now he is collecting information around Matt Brown, Lu Cass quickly built a system in his mind and made certain preparations.
In the back, Lucas and Edgar exchanged glances and followed each other one after another.
As soon as Matt entered the living room, the first thing that caught his eye was the endless view of the Pacific Ocean. The view was broad and open, and his whole mind was opened.
But then he noticed Anson lying flat on the sofa.
Different from the image in front of the spotlight, the Anson in front of him was wearing a loose light blue pullover sweatshirt. His whole person exuded a lazy but sunny atmosphere, full of youth, and still easily caught the eye.
The completely imageless appearance of Da La La makes people raise their mouths.
Only in moments like this do I remember that Anson has just reached the legal drinking age.
The smile on Matt's lips fell into his eyes, and he coughed twice.
Anson, who was lying on the sofa, heard this, tilted his head and glanced, and when he saw the guest, he was not embarrassed or panicked, but stood up gracefully, with a magnanimous and natural posture.
"Good morning, I am Anson. Are you Luca's guest?"
No apology, no shyness, no restraint, everything is so natural.
Matt found that his mood actually brightened involuntarily.
This is just a meeting.
Matt's pause fell in Anson's eyes, and Anson noticed the suitcases scattered on the ground, scattered clothes and daily necessities randomly thrown there, and various objects piled on the coffee table and sofa.
At this time, Anson realized that the guests were coming.
“Ah, sorry, I’m packing my luggage.”
Before Anson could say anything, Lucas had already packed all the items on the sofa into the suitcase, cleared the space, and looked helpless. Shake his head.
“Don’t tell me, you’ve been like this every time before.” Lucas couldn’t help but complain.
Anson lightly shrugged, "But nothing happened, right?"
Lucas glanced at Anson with a speechless expression, a look that was better than any words.
But Anson still looked calm.
Matt laughed directly, "Modern life is so convenient. As long as you don't go to remote islands, you can buy daily necessities anytime and anywhere, so there is no need to worry."
Anson nodded repeatedly, "Yes. Right, I think so too, they should relax a bit, sir..."
Matt understood, "Matt Brown, just call me Matt."
While introducing himself, he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Anson.
Anson glanced at the card and let out a sigh, "Why did Mr. Brown come to visit Luca?"
Matt emphasized again, "Matt is fine."< br>
Anson looked at Matt meaningfully, "So you came to visit today purely as a friend?"
Hit the nail on the head.
(End of this chapter)