Reborn Wealth America

"Yes, it's me."

On the other side of the phone, a deep voice came.

"What's matter?"

"No. It just remembered suddenly that today seems to be your birthday."

"Happy birthday, Abel."

"Oh?"

Listening to the low voice on the other side and the content in his voice, Abel suddenly woke up.

In the memory fragments, today is really my birthday.

It's just because it's a journey, plus so many days are very fulfilling, and I forgot my birthday for a while.

"Thank you. David."

"You're welcome."

"..."

"..."

There was a moment of silence between the two people on the phone.

Finally the opposite said: "If there is nothing else, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Beep...beep...beep.

After answering this call.

Abel's mood became low.

But soon I got back together again, and after thinking about it, I felt that I was depressed and really unnecessary.

It's birthday or something, I haven't spent much of it before.

It doesn't matter if it's past now.

Anyway, if you have money, you celebrate your birthday every day. If you don’t have money, it’s boring to celebrate every day.

It's just that the person on the other side of the phone has an inseparable bond with this body. Whether it is physically or morally, he is now Abel-Sefrosa, not the original Chinese.

Now that he has come, he has accepted everything in the original, so let's accept it even with his past!

"Huh... isn't it David Sefrosa? Hey, it's just Abel's father. Well, after all, he's his current father."

It turns out that the call just now was the father of Abel Sefrosa, David Sefrosa.

After the death of his lover, a young child was left behind and lived a life alone in the mountains of Colorado.

My current self has nothing to do with David Sefrosa.That guy has been in Colorado for more than ten years, and he never heard of him coming out.

In the memory fragments, only the birthday of his body would make a call.

Since he became an adult, he has stayed in the west, there is really no need to think about the family of Sefrosa.

These things, wait for yourself to go to New York, then think about it.

Thinking about this, I feel better again.

He smiled.

Having said that, my own physical blood is as mixed as the American race.

A quarter of Jewish ancestry, two quarters of German ancestry, and a quarter of Chinese ancestry.

This kind of mixed race is very common in the United States. In this young country of immigrants, young people of different races and descent get married every year.

Despite all these years, the discrimination between races is really serious.

But in terms of the degree of mixed blood, it is simply the world's first.

Eliminating these unhappiness factors, Abel got up, wanted to leave the company, went back to the hotel to find Phila, and did something to relax his body and mind.

When I walked to the door of the office and opened the door, I saw another person in charge of the company, Rana Pichai, standing at the door of his office hesitating.

"Hi? Rana, is there something to do with me?" Abel asked him directly.

Rana saw that Abel had come out, thought about it, and handed it to Abel, "BOSS, there is a party tonight, and I want to invite you to participate."

Abel was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Rana Pichai would invite herself to a party.

In fact, if it is a real American, there is almost no party or dislike. From top to bottom, from old to young, from beggar to president, almost all party animals.

In the United States, there are many kinds of parties, and their functions are a bit like a dinner party in China.

There are more than 100 kinds of party names and word combinations alone.

Wedding party, birthday party, evening party, garden party, drama party, farewell party.

Even tasting of Sherry requires a Sherry party.

Every year, a variety of new word combinations about party are created.

Americans generally like to toss like this, and they never get tired of it. Sometimes, it seems to the gentle, frugal, and frugal descendants of Yanhuang and Huang from China that they are really fed up!

Of course, it must be admitted that the existence of any thing always has its rationality, especially when such a thing has become a culture.

Seeing Rana Pichai looking at herself with some anxiety, Abel smiled: "Is this the party you held?"

In the United States, it is normal for subordinates to invite their bosses to a party.

Rana Pichai shook his head like a rattle.

"Is that Al's?" Abel asked curiously.

Rana shook his head again.

Abel frowned: "Whose invitation is that? Can you tell me?"

The boss asked about it, Rana had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the truth.

It turned out that the invitation to this party came from a fellow Rana Pichai, a rich Indian.

The Indian rich knew Rana Pichai, and later learned that he was working in Oasis Investment. For some reason, he wanted to pass him to invite the owner of Oasis Investment Company to participate in a party between celebrities in Los Angeles.

For some reasons in the past, Rana Pichai owed this fellow rich man a favor and had to bite the bullet and invite his boss.

After listening to Rana's explanation, Abel smiled.

The sense of smell of these rich men is really unexpectedly sensitive.

I thought that those venture capital funds would be the first to find themselves, but I didn't expect them to be Rana's fellow villagers.

"BOSS. If you don't have time, I will help you refuse." Rana Pichai now just wants to follow Abel to do some big things, and make money.

I don't want to be delayed by the boss in order to pay back the favor I owed in the past.

Compared with the Great God Manny, the affection for the hometown counts, anyway, the favor is now paid.

Promise or not, that is the boss's business.

I have traveled for so many days, although I have a very fulfilling life, with money, a car, a girl, and a busy company.

But the social circle is really narrow, and it has been only between the company and Fira.

It really doesn't look like a rich man should be.

Although they hate cumbersome communication, there is the so-called hypocritical upper class society.But since you are in it, it's okay to participate occasionally when you don't violate your mood.

There was also an inexplicable call from David Sefrossa, which caused a bad mood.

In addition, today is my own body’s birthday, and there happens to be a party, so join it.

Thinking of this, Abel smiled and said, "Go tell your fellow townsman, I will attend his party tonight!"

Rana Pichai was taken aback.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he was not angry. It would be better if he agreed.

"Okay! Boss! I will definitely inform." He said quickly.

"The time and place are all here, right?" Abel shook the invitation letter in his hand.

"Yes."

"Well, I will pass tonight. Goodbye."

"Boss, goodbye!"