"What, did I interrupt your good time?"
"What do you mean?"
Tang Long looked guiltily at Gal Gadot. He had just promised Scarlett and Swift to visit the farm, and Gal Gadot already knew?
"Where's that little reporter following you?"
Gal Gadot said, looking around.
"You mean her." Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief. "Fox Sports doesn't just have her as a reporter; she's allowed to rest, isn't she?"
Gal Gadot turned her head and stared intently at Tang Long, her dark, bright eyes filled with wisdom, like a hunter who had finally found a cunning fox.
"What are you staring at me for? Is there something on my face?"
"I want to see what kind of charm you have."
A smart woman would never dwell on a loophole and keep questioning. Especially someone in the entertainment industry, they understood this principle.
"Of course, I have charm."
That wasn't bragging.
Tang Long felt that in terms of appearance, he was presentable.
"Tsk, you keep bragging. Aren't Chinese people supposed to be modest and reserved? How come your skin is so thick."
"That's going too far, that's personal slander." Tang Long fastened his seatbelt and curiously looked at Tang Long. "Why are you in Texas?"
"I'm here to shoot a commercial and introduce you to a friend."
"Introduce me to a friend?"
Tang Long was confused by Gal Gadot's words.
"Don't ask anymore, you'll know when we get there."
About half an hour later, Gal Gadot parked the car in front of a restaurant.
Soon, Tang Long saw the friend she had mentioned.
He looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties, wearing glasses, with a scholarly appearance. He was quite good-looking, even though his eyes were red, making him look somewhat haggard.
Seeing Gal Gadot and Tang Long, the man quickly stood up. However, perhaps due to nervousness or lack of sleep, he knocked over a water cup on the table and frantically grabbed napkins to wipe it, appearing quite flustered.
Tang Long couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look at Gal Gadot suspiciously.
"Tang, you're so famous now, you must know him."
Gal Gadot then looked at Tang Long and said, "Tang, this is Jack Dorsey."
"Hello."
Although the guy seemed flustered at first, Tang Long wasn't one to judge by appearance and warmly shook Jack's hand.
"Tang, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Jack Dorsey quickly shook hands with Tang Long.
The three sat down, and as the waiter handed them the menu, Tang Long noticed the waiter's lips slightly parted, their wide eyes filled with disbelief as he was ordering.
"Excuse me, are you Tang?"
The waiter's voice trembled with excitement.
Tang Long nodded slightly.
"Ah."
The waiter cried out, then dropped the menu and ran off.
"Uh..."
Tang Long felt helpless.
Gal Gadot looked at Tang Long with some envy. They were both public figures, and she was still developing in Hollywood. But the waiter was so excited to see Tang Long, which made her feel a pang of jealousy.
Someone in the entertainment industry was less recognized than a basketball player.
Fortunately, Tang Long was her friend, so Gal Gadot was only envious, not yet reaching the point of jealousy.
However, since the waiter had run off and no one was taking orders, the three could only drink water.
Jack looked at Tang Long, then at Gal Gadot, and was about to speak when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps from the kitchen. In the blink of an eye, almost all the restaurant's waiters rushed out.
"Tang, I'm your fan! I watched that game against the Spurs."
"Tang, can you give me an autograph?"
"Tang, even though I'm a Spurs fan, I like you very much."
The waiters all crowded around Tang Long asking for autographs. This made Jack swallow the words he was about to say and could only watch as the restaurant's chefs and waiters, disregarding their professional demeanor, asked Tang Long for autographs and photos.
At the same time, Jack's perception of Tang Long was elevated to another level.
Usually, stars don't like to be disturbed while dining, and some don't even bother to pretend. But he could see that Tang Long was genuinely happy and very willing to sign for his fans.
After the restaurant's chefs and waiters happily returned to the kitchen with Tang Long's autographs and photos, Gal Gadot said enviously, "When will I ever have such an impact?"
"Not long now, I'm sure. Keep going, I believe you'll succeed."
The TV shows she acted in had decent ratings. If she were to be recognized in Hollywood, it would be through "Fast and Furious." As for Gadot truly becoming famous, that would be after she filmed "Wonder Woman."
"Thank you. Only you don't see me as just a pretty face."
This was also why Gal Gadot was willing to be close to Tang Long. Because only Tang Long believed she could prove herself in the entertainment industry and become famous, not just using her looks as a gimmick.
"Of course, I believe in my friend."
Gal Gadot's eyes welled up.
Tang Long's encouragement was like a beam of light piercing the darkness, and when the light illuminated the land, dawn was not far off.
"Oh, right, look at me, I'm so forgetful. We were so busy chatting that I forgot you two already know each other." Gal Gadot said, looking at Jack Dorsey. "Jack, tell Tang about your company and your ideas."
"Tang, it's like this, I'm one of the shareholders of a tech company. But for the past year, my partners and I have had disagreements. Evan Williams wants to make the company into txtmob, and Biz Stone wants to emulate blogs. But I believe these can no longer satisfy the needs of people in the new era. We should start from scratch and build a completely new technological ecosystem. However, because we found investors when the company was founded, and our shares are quite dispersed, we've been in internal conflict. I don't want this, so I want to find someone to invest in us, acquire their shares, and then rebuild the company from the ground up."
Tang Long more or less understood.
They had formed a company together, but they had different views on their collaborative vision, and neither could convince the other. What started as a discussion of opinions turned into mutual dislike, and finally escalated into internal strife.
Everyone believed they were talented and that their co-founders should follow their orders, so it eventually devolved into wanting to buy out each other's shares and kick them out of the company.
Frankly, Tang Long had quite a bit of money now. With his annual salary and recently shot commercials, he had about 15 million US dollars on hand.
However, whether as an investor or starting his own company, team stability was clearly paramount.
Therefore, after hearing about their chaotic internal management, Tang Long completely dismissed the idea of investing. But out of consideration for his good friend Gal Gadot and his good first impression of Jack, he still asked, "Jack, what kind of company do you want to build?"