Chapter 134 Two Plans, Creating a God

k in front of others."Come, come. I'll tell you about this boy's thoughts later in my study. I guarantee it will give you a different perspective." Wang Bo really seemed to take it seriously. Glancing...Chapter 134: Two Sets of Plans

This was where Su Cen and Zack were to meet again.

After getting in touch with Zack, Su Cen set his date for coming to America. The day before he arrived, he coordinated the details of their meeting on Facebook with Zack. Zack seemed extremely excited about this; he was heading back home in New York State at that moment and Su Cen’s arrival coincided perfectly with him returning home, so Su Cen would be treated like an honored guest.

Zack had mentioned a potential investor who wished to participate in the investment and would invite them both back. Su Cen noticed Michael, accompanied by eight bodyguards, standing at the airport concourse. He was briefly conversing with people he occasionally met from TV or magazines, but his eyes were focused on Su Cen.

"Let me introduce you. This is Michael Wolff, president of Viacom’s television group and a highly reputable figure. He invited us to fly back together to New York State. This is the other half of Facebook that I told you about, my strategic partner, the star of Exeter High School, Su Cen."

"You're not only a star but also a genius like Zack." Michael extended his hand for a handshake with Su Cen.

Su Cen looked at the eight bodyguards around him and remarked, "That's quite an exaggeration, isn't it" The man had brought eight bodyguards along; earlier when he was approaching, people in the airport departure lounge stared curiously. This made Su Cen feel rather uncomfortable.

Zack joked, "Mr. Michael has been threatened recently by someone who thinks he’s good at fabricating lies."

From looking at him, one wouldn’t think that Su Cen was the other founder of Facebook, a website rapidly rising in prominence. Michael cast his eyes on this Chinese man. His social experience and familiarity with America's upper echelons led to some degree of underestimation towards Su Cen.

However, knowing that like Mark Zuckerberg, Su Cen appeared outwardly unremarkable helped him remember to be patient with Su Cen. With American-style black humor, he said, "It’s just a plot by shareholders who feel their interests are threatened and want to sabotage me! This doesn’t concern me; let it not affect our travel mood. I promise you’ll have an unforgettable trip. Come on, our plane has been waiting."

"But haven't we checked in yet" Su Cen looked at the boarding gate with surprise.

Michael pointed outside through the terminal's glass wall. Following his direction, even with two lifetimes of experience, Su Cen couldn’t help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

Not only Su Cen, but also the people standing in front of the glass facade and those who walked by, whether they were Americans or Asians, all looked at this plane outside.

The sky-blue aircraft with a sharp beak like that of a falcon had an elongated fuselage extending into two beautiful wings. At the tail end were two turbofans mounted on the tail fin. The overall appearance made it look like a fighter jet, and many people stopped to admire it. It wasn't taller than a Boeing plane, but it exuded an air of absolute nobility.

This made it stand out among other planes at San Francisco Airport.

This was a Gulfstream aircraft, which is known as the plane owned only by global elites.

Michael couldn't help but feel proud and said, "It's a private jet that can take off anytime."

In the departure lounge, an American child pulled on his grandmother wearing a jade beryl ring and pointed at the Gulfstream behind the glass wall.

Before this moment, many people had been looking at this plane, but no one commented because it represented another class of people they couldn't touch. However, the child's voice was like when someone points out that the emperor isn't wearing any clothes; there were no pretenses, and yet he hit upon everyone's thoughts.

"Wh-what!" Liu Ming struggled to swallow his saliva. In his eyes, the boarding gate for this Gulfstream private jet opened, welcoming the aloof man they had seen in the cabin, as well as that guy who had taken advantage of Song Family’s eldest Miss—Su Cen.

At this moment, Song Zhen and the man he called Uncle Wang both focused their gazes on the American man who came to pick up Su Cen and Zack.

Song Zhen said coolly, "Michael Wolfe"

The middle-aged man nodded. "He's the president of a subsidiary TV station under Viacom, one of America’s top three media giants. I didn't expect to meet him here. I like watching their late-night talk show every weekend; it has high ratings. However, who are those Chinese boy and American boy Are they your friends, Song Zhen"

Song Zhen pursed her lips as she looked at Su Cen's back, thinking of the scene earlier. She had been mistaken to think that he felt lonely traveling alone in America. How foolish she was. Truly pitiful.

The luxurious interior of the cabin left Su Cen at a loss, and even though he was a reborn individual, when he actually stepped into this beautiful business jet's spacious and exquisite cabin, it couldn't help but make him feel excited.

As they entered the plane, through the window, they could see quite a few people in the waiting hall looking towards their direction. Su Cen saw a couple hugging tightly as if saying goodbye, making him feel somewhat touched. He realized that back in his world, he was just like those ordinary people who were watching this scene from outside.

Thinking about it, Su Cen quickly sobered up and caught Michael staring at him with concealed interest. Su Cen immediately understood that this must be a carefully arranged meeting, and apparently, according to Michael’s eyesight, both he and Mark Zuckerberg had been absorbed into his meticulously set-up scheme.

"This is Viacom's private jet. Since the company's plane has some free time, and I need to take a vacation in New York State right now, so it just works out perfectly for me to bring you along as well. At the same time, I can listen to your great vision of Facebook’s future direction. Don’t worry; this is a private aircraft, apart from security guards, we three will have our own personal space up here in the sky." Michael's tone couldn't help but carry some pride as he picked up the microphone next to him and said, "Captain, our esteemed guests are all present now, I think it’s time for takeoff."

Osman was standing beside Song Zhen who was wearing an English winter dress on the ground. He smiled thankfully, saying, "I never would have thought that someone in economy class would be so remarkable; looks like he has a significant background It seems like he doesn’t need a guide for the trip in America." Song Zhen just smiled noncommittally and turned to walk towards the exit. Behind the glass wall next to her, the Gulfstream business jet carrying Su Cen and Mark Zuckerberg, known as the Rolls-Royce of planes, was slowly ascending into the sky, shining under the sunlight like wax.

It felt like a sign of some predetermined destiny.

The bright cabin lights and its interior made it seem as though they weren’t in an airplane at all. Not anything Su Cen could recall from his memories about airplanes. It was more akin to a hotel, with cream puff pastries and fresh sushi prepared by the onboard chef in a conference room of that hotel. Only the majestic clouds outside the windows reminded Su Cen that he was flying over America towards New York State.

He thought about everyone who knew him leaving Chengdu for America, none would have anticipated him being on one of the most advanced business aircraft globally, looking down at the map of America and discussing the future. In comparison, everything Su Cen had done in China felt so unreal, from that night of Christmas clashing with two of Shanghai's college clubs to teaching a domestic wastrel named Tao Chu Hong in Chengdu’s National Road 17th Street. All these made him feel disoriented.

It seemed like none of it was real except the sensation of touching the mahogany table on this aircraft, which felt so real.

"This plane is absolutely fantastic," Mark Zuckerberg couldn't help but say excitedly. "Su Cen, do you believe that we’re currently in a Gulfstream aircraft"

Su Cen nodded and showed the same excitement as Zuckerberg.

"Of course, this is the coolest one among Viacom Group's many private jets." As expected, it was just a young man. Michael snorted and smiled, placing two documents on the table in front of him. "Then why don't we talk about Facebook's investment matters As long as you sell part of your company to us...

Michael Wolff patted the leather seat of the plane. "And then you can have a Gulfstream of your own."

"Imagine it, you can fly anywhere in the world with it, including the mysterious China, this beautiful and delicate lady can take you on trips to any place around the world."

Mark Zuckerberg glanced at Su Cen. "That's indeed very enticing."

The persuasiveness of this Michael was truly formidable; no wonder Zuckerberg would be swayed by him.

Michael Wolff separated the two documents in his hand, placing one in front of Su Cen and the other in front of Mark Zuckerberg. "There are two plans here. The first plan is that we will use $20 million to acquire 10% equity of Facebook. You should already be able to tell this shows Viacom's generosity; providing these funds is to help you overcome your difficulties."

"What about the second one" Su Cen asked.

"As for the second plan, it’s another proposal. It includes $800 million and some terms, such as if Facebook reaches a certain scale of users in the future, you can receive some financial compensation or stock options. Various benefits totaling $1.5 billion."

Michael Wolff spoke decisively: "For $1.5 billion, we will acquire all of Facebook."

"This is Viacom Group's confidence, and you will become the most outstanding among your peers worldwide because of this, becoming the youngest billionaire in the world."

All young people around the world would discuss about you, take you as a model; it’s just like what Ren Shang did. Your friends will be proud of you because of this, and proud to know you.

At thirty thousand feet in the air, Su Cen felt that another era was unfolding right before him and Zuckerberg's eyes.parents are here. Just be honest when they ask anything; I'll help explain."Su Can made a thumbs-up gesture: “You're my wife, of course you’ll support me.”Dang Wu found it quite straightforward and sh...