Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 360 - 344: No Funds

Wang Jian’s attitude toward relationships was rather indifferent.

He had been with many women,

But the ones who could truly catch his attention were probably only Sarah, that exceptional presence.

Well, maybe add Lily, his first woman in this world, the former check-in officer.

Others, including Lynn, Naomi, and the like, were merely involved with him in a relationship of mutual benefits without any sentimental attachment.

After both parties got what they needed, the departure of any person could not evoke any ripples in his heart.

However...

Now, Wang Jian was becoming somewhat impatient because he couldn’t get in touch with Gisele Bundchen.

"Even though artists are notoriously fickle, less than two weeks is indeed a bit too fast."

"And to authorize Victoria’s Secret to launch ’Anomalies’ during this period, even a fool would know there’s a problem, okay?!"

Wang Jian held his phone, repeatedly dialing the Brazilian girl’s number.

If it weren’t for his current status, making a house call would be considered impolite, he would have rushed over to her apartment long ago.

At that moment, his phone ringtone started to play.

"Wang?" Gisele Bundchen’s voice, with a hint of a Latin accent, came through, "Yesterday, Heidi suddenly fell ill."

"I got anxious and forgot to notify you."

Wang Jian first frowned, then suppressed the displeasure in his heart.

He just needed such a symbol during this period.

Such a woman with this kind of personality, someone else will naturally worry about her in the future.

"It doesn’t matter." He strived to make his tone gentle, "Miss Heidi is alright, isn’t she?"

"It’s nothing serious now." Gisele’s voice carried a hint of hesitation, "As an apology, I invite you to have dinner at my apartment tonight."

Wang Jian thought for a moment and then accepted.

After all, at the beginning of the ’Prison Break Transformation’ project, he still had to appear on screen with her.

So, at six o’clock in the evening, Wang Jian, holding a bottle of red wine, appeared outside an apartment in Queens County.

"Wang, please come in." Gisele Bundchen, dressed in a red dress, opened the door.

One has to admit, the figure of a supermodel is indeed invincible.

Just such an ordinary dress, set against her tall 180cm figure, seemed to exude the feel of top-tier luxury.

"Heidi went to the hospital for a re-examination." The Brazilian girl took the red wine, smiled as she opened it, and set it aside.

"So, tonight we can disregard her and try my hometown dishes."

"Oh, oh." Wang Jian watched her, his expression slightly dazed.

The previous times they had been together, Bundchen had mostly worn flat sports shoes.

"So it turns out, super high heels really can elevate a woman’s charm by a whole level."

"Giggle." The Brazilian girl glanced at Wang Jian and smiled, walking to the kitchen to bring out two plates of yellow mushy stuff.

"This is what I like the most, Brazilian ’Devil’ pepper fried rice."

She fixed her pale green eyes intently on Wang Jian, "I had to search many supermarkets to find all the ingredients for this."

Without waiting for Wang Jian to make the next move, she took the lead and stuffed a spoonful into her mouth.

"So spicy!" She stuck out her pink tongue and grabbed the red wine, tilting her head back to drink it down.

"Gisele, this wine has a high alcohol content, don’t drink so fast," Wang Jian said, ignoring her somewhat cute expression, as he advised her.

"But it’s really spicy!" Gisele, perhaps having drunk too hastily, spoke with a bit of a coquettish tone.

"You eat too, I made it myself."

This...

Wang Jian looked at the unidentified object in the plate, then at Gisele’s pale green eyes filled with expectation.

He mentally prepared himself and also took a bite.

Damn!

So spicy!

Wang Jian grabbed his wine glass and drank it down.

"Haha!" Gisele Bundchen laughed heartily and then took another bite.

Like this, the two of them ate only one plate of fried rice but drank a whole bottle of strong red wine.

"Wang, my family was very poor back in Brazil," Gisele Bundchen said slowly, slightly drunk, "Back then, to be able to have a meal of Brazilian fried rice would make me very happy."

"But today, the red wine we have with our meal probably costs enough for an ordinary Brazilian family to live on for ten years."

"Although it’s still somewhat expensive for me."

"The price is no longer unimaginable."

"I’m really thankful for your appearance, for imagining that the life I thought would take at least ten years to achieve was realized just three months after coming to New York."

"By the way," she rubbed her cheeks, flushed from the effects of alcohol, and tried to stand up.

"I’ve already received the backup outfits for the ’Anomalies’ theme, do you want to take a look?"

"Anomalies" Clothing...

US Dollars?!

Wang Jian pressed his somewhat dizzy head and nodded slightly.

"Heehee, no peeking!" Gisele Bundchen staggered into the bedroom, not forgetting to turn back and remind him.

I couldn’t care less about peeking!

Wang Jian felt his throat was incredibly dry from the chili and alcohol.

He also tried to stand up and look for the faucet.

But before Wang Jian could find it, the scene before his eyes made his mouth even drier.

"Victoria’s Secret really does deserve to be the top brand in lingerie."

He watched Gisele Bundchen, wearing stiletto heels and patterned black stockings, walking towards him with a cool demeanor, and softly sighed.

The Brazilian girl struck a pose straight from the T-stage, perfecting the standard hair flip.

Her blonde hair lightly brushed past Wang Jian’s eyes.

Just when Wang Jian was about to take a step back, Gisele suddenly laughed.

"How did I walk? Did it feel like a top model?"

Wang Jian recalled for a moment and nodded affirmatively.

"Heehee." Gisele continued, "Describe it for me!"

"Noble, elegant, with a touch of sexiness!" Wang Jian, after all, had read many novels.

He could easily pull various adjectives practically out of thin air.

"Then you..." Gisele licked her lips awkwardly and struck a waist-pinching pose.

She extended her leg, clad in silver high heels and black stockings, forward and asked, "Do you want it?"

Honestly, this naive yet sexy demeanor was absolutely lethal to men.

Furthermore, Wang Jian had drunk some alcohol and his self-control was very weak.

He hooked his hand around Gisele’s long leg and drew her into his arms.

"Not here, let’s go to the bedroom," the Brazilian girl’s voice trembled slightly.

Wang Jian gritted his teeth, lifted the girl up princess-style, and headed straight for the bedroom.

"Ah!"

"What’s wrong?"

"No, nothing."

As time passed, the panting sounds in the room grew heavier.

"Wang, anything Vera Farmiga can give you, I can give you too!"

What?!

Wang Jian stopped in his tracks and looked into the girl’s light green eyes.

Okay, he was definitely not a good person.

In that instant, Wang Jian’s first thought was, "How does she know?!"

Vera is the main character, she’s the supporting role!

"Will she still cooperate with her acting when the three of us see each other every day on set?"

...

Meanwhile, in an office in Flushing.

Today’s tech support was provided by Chen Shijun, who had taken over after Jack Dorsey to become the technical lead.

He checked all kinds of programs once over and, finding no anomalies, logged into a tech forum.

Chen Shijun had previously discussed with a netizen here on how to bypass Microsoft’s technical barriers and make it possible to play live-action movies on computers.

"Future Wave’s FutureSplash, although not very stable, is technically feasible!"

Chen Shijun downloaded the player and pasted a string of code into the kernel.

Then he was surprised to find that it really worked!

Honestly, every programmer at this time had an entrepreneurial dream.

Jack Dorsey was into social media tools, while Chen Shijun was into video.

To achieve this dream, he once turned down a high salary from Microsoft to work at PayPal.

Simply because PayPal was in Silicon Valley, close to California and Hollywood.

However, after some research, Chen Shijun realized that Hollywood’s model was not what he wanted.

Leveraging the transactions with Goldman Sachs, Sequoia, and wangwen.com about PayPal, he switched to wangwen.com, which was more about cultural information sharing.

Future Splash...

"Forget it, just call it Flash Player," Chen Shijun muttered to himself, staring at the computer with a special gleam in his eyes.

This thing gave him hope for entrepreneurship.

"The only problem... is the lack of funding," Chen Shijun sighed softly.

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