"Senior, this is a gift that Yale asked me to bring you. Do you plan to see it now?"

After chatting for a while and tasting the so-called Cuban coffee, Carter began to bring the topic to a more formal level.

"Hmm...Okay! Then let's take a look together!"

After an almost imperceptible and brief hesitation, Goizueta and Carter stood up together and put the Yale gift box on the coffee table...

A notebook with a Yale blue cover. Compared with the one Carter once got, the suede appearance, at least before there are no stains, looks more refined; a large photo album, historical black and white photos of Yale and current ones.

The color photos provide a contrast, and looking at them page by page... it is indeed easy for people to return to those green years...

Next is a letter sent in the name of the school board. One letter is said to be from the school board, but in fact it is a letter printed by the board of directors. Carter knows the content. It mainly talks about some concerns, such as how are you doing outside?

So, is there anything I need the school's help with...

Then the conversation changed and started talking about the game. Yale University sincerely invited xxx, a graduate of class xxx, to come and participate. He didn’t mention the sponsorship at all, but the meaning was very obvious! Carter didn’t believe Goisu

Etta can't see...

"This gift is great! It instantly reminded me of the past. I don't know what is going on with Professor Singer now or if he is still alive... Look, this is her. She is a very kind old teacher with a rigorous academic attitude.

The past has helped me beyond words..."

Um?!

Looking at the middle-aged man on the sofa opposite who had a happy face and extended his hand to greet him to look at the photo album together, Carter was a little surprised: Did he really not see the purpose of his visit?! No way?!

"Professor Singer now lives in New London, and the two of them have been living there since her husband retired from the submarine force. So I think if you have free time this year, you can go back to your second hometown of Connecticut..."

No matter how surprised he was in his heart, on the surface Carter had to go along with what the other party said. Fortunately, he was well prepared and learned the whereabouts of Professor Singer from Professor Thompson, so it was not difficult to accept him at this time.

Talk.

"Really? Then she...has caused me trouble this year. It's only been half a year since I took office in May. There are still many things to deal with in the company. I'm afraid...Look at me,

I told you not to talk about work, so why..."

He laughed and patted his forehead pretending to be sorry. Goizueta closed the photo album and stood up:

"Let's go outside for some exercise. It's a rare break to stay in the office all the time, but it's still too serious! Golf? Will you..."

"Robert, I think you need to look at this. The cost increase brought by the 5-gallon aluminum soda bottle is too great. The cost of replacement and loss has accounted for 16% of the total revenue of our cold drink business, and cold drinks

The profit of the business is only..."

Just as the two stood up, a person broke into the office.

In other words, it is not a break-in at all, but someone who opens the office door and walks in as if going home. He doesn't even need a secretary to pass the message. He is obviously a close friend of Goizueta...

The visitor held a report in his hand, with his head lowered and his brows furrowed. After chanting for a while, he suddenly noticed that there was a stranger in the office, so he quickly stopped talking:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had guests today. The schedule says you have the afternoon off..."

"Hahaha, it's okay. Donald, my good friend, is also the CEO of Coca-Cola."

Walking to the person's side, Goizueta took the document from the other person's hand without any intention of opening it, and directly introduced it to both parties:

"Don, I have indeed arranged a rest today. I want to meet my junior brother, Carter, Carter Black!"

"Hello...Why do I feel that your name seems familiar? Are you from Georgia?"

While shaking hands with Donald politely, Carter suddenly heard this sentence...

Carter, who was thinking about the difference between a president and a CEO and was a little confused about the relationship between the two, nodded subconsciously, and then...

"Are you the founder of ht?! Yes, it must be you. I remember that voice was very young, and...hey, Robert, you have some background as a junior!"

Donald's excited exclamation woke Carter up. When he came back to his senses, he saw two pairs of big eyes staring directly at him...

At this moment, Carter recalled the voice of the Coca-Cola representative who came to discuss the acquisition...

"So, it was you who spoke to me last time? Mr. Keogh?!"

"Yes, it's me. You come here this time..."

Donald's eyes swayed oddly between Goizueta and Carter...

Carter looked confused with an expression that said, "I suspect you guys are involved in a py transaction, and even a little bit resentful, but also a bit interested in a good show."

"This time I was entrusted by Yale to visit Senior Goizueta. Of course, I personally admire him very much, but the CEO of Coca-Cola who has never been to Coca-Cola before is actually my senior, otherwise I would have come to visit him long ago.

What a bother!"

After seeing that Goizueta had no intention of answering, Carter explained with a smile.

"It should be the chairman of the board of directors. Your information is wrong, hahaha! In that case, I won't bother you. Let's talk!"

Donald came and left in a hurry. And since his arrival, Goizueta has not spoken much...

Until the two got in a car heading to the golf course...

"Carter, maybe I should call you Mr. Black?"

"Just Carter, didn't you just say that? We won't talk about work today..."

"Hey, you cunning boy! I don't want the sponsorship anymore?!"

Goizueta, who was still stunned by the "rebound" of Carter's hand, raised his hand and slapped Carter on the shoulder angrily.

"You know everything?!"

"How could you not know? Yale's routine, no, it should be said that the entire Ivy League's routine has never made any progress. Since I graduated, I have received similar letters every six months at best, and once every year at worst.

, by this year, enough

It’s been more than twenty years! All the letters from Yale can fill a big box! Don’t worry, you can’t hide from it. From the moment you graduate, give yourself a box ready to contain letters! The first letter should be

It will be sent to your desk within three months of your graduation."

"From the salary of 0.5% when I just graduated, it may be just a few dollars, or even a few dollars, to now... Oh, no, this time we have made some progress and actually invited us to return to school, but I also know that you

...You have a big appetite, right? How much sponsorship do you plan to ask for?”

"this..."

Goizueta's blunt question made Carter difficult. Sponsoring this matter is not a loan, so how could you ask such a question?!

"Mr. Goizueta, I wonder what your current thoughts are?"
Chapter completed!