Billionaires The Founding of Facebook

part of the company as he’d ever been. Things might change a bit going 
forward as more money came in, as more people were hired—but the papers 
were just a necessary restructuring. 
Weren’t they? 
In any event, Mark had also told him that there was going to be a party, 
something really cool, when the site reached a million members. Peter Thiel was 
going to throw it at his restaurant in San Francisco, and Eduardo would have to 
make the trip back out, because it was going to be well worth the flight. 
Thinking about that party, Eduardo had to smile. Just a necessary restructuring, 
some legal paperwork that had to be done. Everything was going to work out 
just fine. A million members. It was a crazy thought. 
He’d definitely come back out to California for that, he thought to himself as he 
reached for a pen from one of the lawyers and began signing the legal 

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documents. After all, now he owned 34 percent of Facebook—he had reason to 
celebrate. 
Didn’t he? 

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CHAPTER 27 | DECEMBER 3, 2004 
Eduardo’s eyes burned and his ears rang as he stumbled through the hip and 
pretty crowd, his head spinning from the music—a throbbing mix of techno, 
alternative, and rock—and the bright, multicolored lights that swirled across the 
domed ceiling high above: purples, yellows, oranges, circular patterns twisting 
and curving like galaxies going supernova, washing the entire restaurant in a 
truly psychedelic glow. 
The place was called Frisson and it was currently the hottest lounge in 
downtown San Francisco. The decor was somehow exceedingly modern and 
painfully retro at the same time—landing somewhere between the bridge of the 
starship Enterprise and a 1960s psychedelic drug trip. Eduardo’s head was really 
spinning by the time he’d gotten through the thick of the crowd, partly because 
of the fairly massive amount of alcohol he’d already consumed, but mostly 
because he was suffering from major culture shock, having just flown in once 
again from the staid, and frozen, Harvard campus. 
He paused a few yards from the DJ booth that was planted at the head of the 
circular dining area, and surveyed the crowd and the posh restaurant. He had to 
admit, the restaurant was a pretty good choice for Facebook’s Millionth Member