Coming into the living room, Su Yehao told the housekeeper to make a pot of coffee.

He had specifically found two Chinese-American women from San Francisco, mainly because he was worried about cultural differences making it difficult to get along.

Besides, he wasn't used to the cuisine over here in the States. Once in a while, he would go out for a steak or a burger, but most of the time he preferred eating at home.

During his stay in America, the housekeeping company arranged for a live-in housekeeper. Otherwise, they would come once a week to clean up, so he didn't have to worry about anyone taking over his home. The local Silicon Valley also had professional security companies, so he could spend a little money to have them keep an eye on things. With all kinds of home security detection equipment, he didn't have to worry about vagrants stealing from his house.

Roger Crewe was about to speak when John Zhou interrupted him.

John Zhou had a flattering look on his face, his legs together, his body leaning slightly forward, and he asked with a smile, "President Su, didn't you sleep well last night? Jet lag is really torturous. My daughter came to see me last month, and she was busy sleeping during the day, so I didn't have a chance to take her out."

"Yeah, I go to sleep as soon as it gets dark, and then I wake up at three in the morning. I'll just have to tough it out today, and I'll be fine in a couple of days."

Su Yehao planned to stay in America for another ten days or half a month, so it was necessary to adjust to the time difference. If he was only staying for two or three days, there was no need to change it, since no one was urging him to do anything.

Nong Qingying, who had come with him, accompanied him to watch the sunrise early in the morning and then went back to bed.

John Zhou continued with a smile, telling him:

"Boss, you're still young. I don't even dare to go back to Hong Kong when I'm working. Once my rhythm gets messed up, it takes days to recover. Now is the crucial moment for the company's rapid expansion. The TVT instant messaging software is very popular. Even Yahoo says they've never seen an ad with so many clicks and downloads. Users especially like the personal space social networking function. After experiencing it, many programmers here in Silicon Valley have actively applied to join our team. Even those in the know realize it's going to be a big hit. This time, we've really done it!"

"Good wine doesn't need a deep alley. TVT is already very good. You have to keep up the good work. The year-end bonus will definitely be substantial."

Su Yehao often learned about the company's situation and was well aware of the current situation.

He just liked to be a hands-off manager and slack off, but he wasn't really not concerned about these companies he created. In fact, Su Yehao currently had the highest expectations for TVT, which focused on international business. Otherwise, why would he give money when it was needed and find people when they were needed, even to the point of taking on debt to acquire ICQ?

Roger Crewe sat upright, listening to them talk in Cantonese.

He gradually realized what was going on, thinking that this must be what John Zhou meant by "pleasantries."

With a guest present, it wasn't polite to leave him out in the cold. Su Yehao chatted with John Zhou briefly, then turned the topic back to Roger Crewe, saying in English, "Sorry, so Mr. Crewe, you're planning to work at TVT?"

"That's right. I resigned from Microsoft for family reasons and was depressed for a while. Now I've decided to go back to work. I think... Mr. Su, your company has a lot of potential. The recent high growth has already demonstrated this, and it has the opportunity to grow even faster, reaching the heights of Yahoo and AOL."

Roger Crewe's personality seemed relatively steady, and he looked refined.

Su Yehao's first impression of him was a bit like the unassertive successor to Steve Jobs after he left.

This kind of stability was in line with Su Yehao's development philosophy of steady rise, so he felt pretty good about it and asked another question:

"Mr. Crewe, may I ask, what happened to your family that made you choose to resign? You should know that the company is at a critical moment, and I hope everyone will focus on their work, at least during working hours."

John Zhou had just said he would help, but now he was lost in thought, not daring to get involved rashly.

Although he felt that Roger Crewe was a capable former colleague, the position involved a senior management role. If he recommended the wrong person, it would implicate him, Old Zhou, so he felt it was better to leave the decision entirely to Su Yehao.

Roger Crewe glanced at John Zhou, sighed softly, and explained, "Last November, my wife was in a car accident. She was in the hospital for six days, but in the end, they couldn't save her. It was a huge blow to me, but I still have two sons with me, so I have to pull myself together and take care of them. Mr. Su, you don't have to worry about my state of mind."

"I'm very sorry."

Su Yehao said he was sorry, but he didn't regret reopening old wounds. These kinds of potentially problematic things should be clarified.

If he misjudged someone and chose the wrong executive, it would directly affect TVT's development. Wouldn't that be shooting himself in the foot?

It was at this moment that John Zhou chimed in, saying, "Mr. Roger Crewe used to be the vice president of the business department at Microsoft. He's very capable and has a wealth of management experience. Although his subordinates, who were also my former superiors, ultimately chose to cut my previous project team altogether, I must say that the cuts were actually correct, as we were unable to create sufficient benefits for the company."

Hearing this, Su Yehao nodded. Compared to finding some greenhorn who only knew how to talk on paper, Roger Crewe's talent was more in line with TVT's current needs.

TVT was expanding too quickly, leading to a series of problems. Not only were there bugs, but the servers had also crashed for several hours, which indicated that there were some management issues.

Of course, Su Yehao also knew that he could only take the blame himself.

Drawing traffic from ICQ, which had millions of users, was like stuffing a few cans of milk into TVT's baby mouth. It wasn't surprising that it would spit it all out.

When there were only three to five thousand users, it could be called testing. Now that it was serving hundreds of thousands of users, the number of program problems should be minimized.

That's why he was willing to spend a full ten million dollars to upgrade the company's data servers. In the short term, such a good database wasn't actually needed, but out of prudence, he gritted his teeth and went all out in one step.

Su Yehao was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "I don't know what position you're interested in, Mr. Crewe?"

"I heard that the company doesn't have a CEO right now? Just call me Roger. I've always been inclined toward management positions. At most, I managed more than six hundred employees. I'm confident in this area. Actually, AMD has already agreed to let me be the vice president of product development, but I want to strive for even greater achievements."

As Roger Crewe spoke, he took out a briefcase, pulled out a pre-prepared document, and continued, "These are some of my opinions after studying the development models of ICQ and AOL. My eldest son likes your product, and it was seeing him use it that made me give up the idea of joining AMD..."

AMD was the semiconductor manufacturer that was being suffocated by Intel.

Although the benefits and treatment they offered were good, it was just a good job, and the potential for advancement was extremely limited.

People who didn't have a special skill always liked to hold on to their jobs, afraid that they wouldn't be able to find other good jobs in the future, and just muddle along.

For high-achievers like Roger Crewe who didn't lack food and drink, taking a gamble based on his interests wasn't unacceptable...