Chapter 153: Gift economy

Evelyn's waist slipped away from under his hand, and White squeezed it deliberately, retracted this hand, stretched out another free hand, and went to talk to the man named Sivas. shake hands.
At this moment they looked very well-dressed and polite.
Silvas also embraced a beautiful woman, who looked about forty years younger than him. The woman was only in her early twenties, slightly older than Evelyn.
White thought it looked familiar, but later realized that it seemed to be the heroine in the current movie, quite famous.
When the two men in formal attire shook hands and greeted each other here, Evelyn, who wore a long skirt and looked extraordinary, also embraced the female star of Silvas and walked to the side affectionately.
White saw that when Evelyn led the female star aside, her long eyelashes throbbed at him playfully. White held the champagne glass and couldn't help but laugh.
Ah, this Evelyn... really smart.
Silvas looked at his female star with a smile on her face, and said, "Evelyn, have a good relationship with her. She has been talking around my ears for the past few days. No, no way, I just coming.
White understood it a long time ago, and after hearing this, he said: "I don't know what you do..."
Silvas drew a business card from his jacket pocket and handed it out with a humble expression: "Nothing is high. I usually play a little real estate, and it's a small achievement recently."
White took the business card and looked at it, a blood flowed back, immediately refreshed.
The previous doze was swept away, and the person in front of him is an ordinary person, a big real estate business in San Francisco's Mountain View area. Recently, White has often paid attention to this because of the problem of employees' housing.
After knowing the identity of Silvas, and then numbering him and the names of the pictures in the newspaper, it was almost a thigh shot, and the conclusion was made: That's right, it must be the real estate tycoon Silvas.
To say that he is modest is really modest. This Silvas is not the first generation in the family to engage in real estate business. There are several generations above him, who have been in this neighborhood since the 1920s and 1920s.
By the time he was there, he was already a well-known real estate family in New York, and in the 1980s, the young Silvas came to California to work hard, expanding the territory of Silvas' real estate family.
It is said that this Sivas’s wife’s family is still playing oil.
Silvas spoke up, and White straightened his waist to listen. Silvas said that he is currently developing a piece of Mountain View land and has not sold it. Because the area is relatively remote, few people come to see it.
Silvas talked so with a worried look on his face: "I was thinking about how to solve this abandoned community. You said that the houses are all built, but no one is living. It's wasting and losing money."
Silvas was here for White on the steps. White immediately understood, and said: "I just happened to hunt for vacancies in this neighborhood recently. I am worried that there is no place to rent. You can be regarded as giving me the light."
Silvas raised his eyebrows in surprise-even though it was easy to see that it was pretend-and said, "If that's the case, then it's just right. We hit it off right away, it can be said to be extremely predestined."
As he said, Silvas stretched out his hand to pat White on the shoulder: "Come on, let's sit down, it's too restrictive. Sit and talk."
auzw.com After sitting down, Silvas smiled and said, "Brothers White has been very popular recently! I have always wanted to find this opportunity to talk to you about this. It’s a pity that I don’t know much about the Internet industry and I dare not start easily."
White opened a new bottle of champagne, poured it on Silvas, and pushed the glass with the golden liquid in front of him, and said, "Someday you are interested in this, you can come to me. I will do my best. Whatever you can, it will be rewarded."
They talked smoothly and the atmosphere was harmonious. Just like the whole reception, it's not grand, but you can talk freely.
Silvas finally sold the unoccupied piece to White at an ordinary price. White said, "Okay, I will get back to you when I have time to see it."
Silvas said: "Time? Hahaha, I think it's not too late now, so let's go there. Take the same car and have a good talk on the road."
Silvas can be said to have given White a lot of face to the fledgling newcomer. Not only is his attitude humble and unpretentious, he also patted the back of White's hand with a smile on his face as a kind of secret signal reminder.
At this time, he brought in the two little women who were talking on the side of the light, took his female star in his arms, and spoke some nasty things intimately, which made the female star even hammer him on the shoulder.
White also grabbed Evelyn's waist, and heard their flirting whispers. The two young men couldn't help but pursed their mouths involuntarily.
Evelyn asked in a low voice: "Everything is solved?"
Huai Tong said, "He is about to take me to see the empty house."
"Are we going too?" Evelyn raised her slender eyebrows.
"I can't help but you." White kissed her white neck fiercely, Evelyn's smile gradually widened, and she took advantage of White's soft and shiny hair.
Because they are happy, they are very relaxed. In this battle, if it weren't for someone next to him, White would have held Evelyn on his shoulders, turning around so that her skirt bloomed like a flower, dizzy and repeatedly knocking on his shoulder begging for mercy.
Walking out of the reception, a long black Bentley drove over. The female star looked a little worried by the car door. Silvas pulled her skirt and dragged her directly into the back seat.
Evelyn was walking in with White. Seeing this scene, she stretched out her slender and white fingers with a slightly cool wine to close White's eyes: "Don't look, you can't look."
Whitera opened her finger and kissed the silver ring on her middle finger: "I will take you to get a new ring."
Evelyn turned the ring on her finger and sat next to him, stroked her skirt, and said, "The first salary I got was the ring I bought. I was still working as an advertising model when I was twelve."
"You can still wear your fingers?" White was surprised.
"Who said that's it?" Evelyn smiled slyly, "I gave Sarah the ring. It may be a bit big for her. It was given by an endorsement advertisement."
"So I said I will send you off."
"I'm not short of money." Evelyn laughed again, "but you can give me a breakup ring when we break up. Then I will accept it."
When White heard this, he was really taken aback. In terms of economic independence, Evelyn’s consciousness always seems so strong