Reborn Wealth America

this day.

California's sunshine is as always, it seems to be full of orange flavor, more like the color of gold.

The Santa Clara Valley in Santa Clara County has a unique name.

It's called Silicon Valley.

Today was outside a conference venue in Silicon Valley.

A lot of cars came, almost filling up the small parking lot.

Many security guards stood outside the venue.

These security personnel are provided by the venue center, and there are many venues of this size in Silicon Valley.

Very often high-tech companies in Silicon Valley release products, or some high-tech companies hold academic salons, science and technology salons, etc., they will rent such venues.

Even with security services, you have to spend money to rent.

Abel's two new security directors, Lincoln from Texas and Roosevelt from Colorado, are directing the security personnel provided at the venue to stop some guys who don't have an invitation letter.

"Let me in. I have proof that I am the New York Times, Los Angeles correspondent Theodore Dorock!"

"I'm the Miami Daily News, Los Angeles Special Correspondent, Steven Sink! Quickly let me in!"

"Drov Hughes of the Washington Post! Even Apple and Google will not stop me from interviewing! You better let go!"

"Excuse me, this is David Carter from the Wall Street Journal. Can you let me in?"

"Ari Gado! I'm a Los Angeles reporter from Yomiuri Shimbun, can you let me in?"

"The English Sun!"

"California People's Daily! I want to go in too."

"..."

The outside of the venue was crowded together.

But this is actually just a phenomenon that just happened.

More than two hours ago.

When this Blue Star future press conference was just prepared, there were not many people here, only some security personnel for routine work.

I don't know what happened later.

More and more reporters arrived.

Many are reporters from well-known big newspapers, and some are even big newspaper reporters from outside the United States.

It was like something that stabbed the entire team of reporters near Los Angeles.

Then these reporters, who were still indifferent to this press conference, suddenly became calm and swarmed.

The entire Greater Los Angeles area, as the number one metropolitan area in the world, is still the most economically developed urban area in the entire western region of the United States, the world's top fighter.

There are no fewer reporters from various countries and North America stationed here than in New York and Washington.

Usually, except for major events between countries and nations.

These reporters are actually very distressed. If there is no news, they have to look for news hot spots everywhere, otherwise their year-end bonus and the grade of the assessment will be a problem.

Reporters are surrounded by more and more.

Many of the names and work permits they handed over were really reporters from major international newspapers.

This made Lincoln and Roosevelt very difficult.

Put it in, not good.

The boss ordered, except for the invitation letter, not allowed to enter.

Don't let it in.

There are so many journalists, many of which are from internationally renowned newspapers.

It seems not good.

How to do?

Roosevelt bowed his head and spoke to Lincoln a few times.

Lincoln nodded.

Turn around and walk into the venue.

………………

In the venue.

Winnie Adams took the call from the inexplicable editor-in-chief Anderson and returned to her seat.

She was a little confused.

What does it mean?

In doubt.

"What's the matter? Whose phone call?" The handsome man who just met next to him asked with a light smile.

This kind of rash question.

Winnie Adams didn't want to answer.

But I don't know why.

She subconsciously said: "It's okay. The phone number of our newspaper editor."

"Hmm." Abel smiled, just about to say something.

They saw a tall black man in a black suit walk in, came to Abel's side, and talked to a white middle-aged man next to Abel.

The middle-aged white man frowned.

Winnie Adams saw that this middle-aged man who looked like an executive bowed his head and said something in front of Abel.

Because it may be someone else's private matter.

Winnie didn't listen carefully.

But this distance is close enough that you can hear clearly without listening specifically.

The middle-aged man said, "A lot of reporters came outside. The ones we invited earlier, the New York Times, Washington Post, and the Miami Daily News."

"They now want to enter the venue and interview the news. There are many other newspapers, large and small, including some international media."

Abel: "Hehe...it seems to have got some news."

The middle-aged man said: "How to deal with it? Put them all in? If they all come in, the venue we prepared may not be big enough. When we rented the venue, there were not enough people preparing to participate, so we just rented it here."

Abel: "Why let it in? We didn't send out the invitation letter. Since we refused at that time, what's the use of coming now?"

Middle-aged man: "That's not good. That's the Miami Daily, New York Times, and Washington Post."

"Ok……"

Abel paused, then turned his head suddenly, and kept the expression of "I'm not listening", but in fact heard everything. Now Winnie who was surprised and guessed in her heart said:

"Hey! Winnie. Do you want the big newspapers in the United States, only you, the Los Angeles Times, have the latest hot news? Overwhelming the Washington Post and the New York Times?"

"..." Winnie started to ponder.

From the weird phone call from Editor-in-Chief Anderson to the performance of the man she just met, Winnie intuitively felt that today's press conference might not be that simple.

After thinking about it, she honestly said: "What do I need to do."

"Haha...Nothing is needed. Give me your phone number and report it as it is."

"001-213-233-9527." Winnie gave out her phone number very simply.

American phone numbers are generally ten-digit numbers.

001 is the code for the U.S. area, 213 is the code for Los Angeles, California, followed by your personal phone number. In the U.S., the phone number is the same as the mobile phone number.

"I remember."

Abel smiled slightly.

Then he turned his head to the middle-aged man next to him, Alvertley.

"No newspapers in North America, except those that have already come in, don't put them in. But those international newspapers, those from China, Europe, Bangzi, and Japanese, you can invite them in."

"By the way, let Piaggio know that the personnel are almost there. If you are ready, you can start."

"By the way, let the professors in first."