However, the sad Wortzman couldn't find Chen Guang the next morning.
The world's number one martial artist wasn't someone you could find just because you wanted to.
If he didn't want to see you, you wouldn't be able to find him.
Chen Guang quietly left through the window. He only had one purpose, which was to continue to ignore Prince.
There was no special reason, he just wanted to do it.
Prince's Bravo and Wortzman were anxious. The calmer Chen Guang appeared, the more panicked they became.
Chen Guang continued to leak the four formulas yesterday, and this matter should have already reached Prince's ears by now. They must be feeling wronged.
Wronged why Chen Guang only wrote one to Prince. Wronged why Chen Guang kept ignoring them. Although both sides had some conflicts in the past, business was business. Scientific research was also business. Why did they have to be so stiff?
Chen Guang felt like Bravo was regretting his decision.
Friend, if you knew this was going to happen, why did you do it?
I was in your conference room the day before yesterday, and I sincerely proposed cooperation. You were the one who rejected me first.
If you want to find me again, of course, it won't be the same price as before.
In fact, Chen Guang could talk to Wortzman at any time. However, if he ignored Wortzman for the whole morning, it would not only make him feel better, but it would also make Wortzman more anxious. Maybe he would be able to get more benefits from the negotiation table. Why not?
This was the advantage of technology. Prince didn't understand this before. They didn't have the qualifications to negotiate with Chen Guang at all.
After they found out that all the competitors in the photocatalysis field were coming to Princeton like locusts, they completely lost their composure.
They could even foresee the future that Chen Guang outlined for them. Losing Chen Guang was equivalent to losing the limitless future of the photocatalysis field.
Just like how Intel and agricultural companies monopolized the computer CPU market, latecomers could only eat dust even if they tried their best.
The poor Wortzman did not know that Chen Guang had already left. At 8: 30 am, Zhuo Jingsi opened the door while rubbing her sleepy eyes. She saw her once arrogant former boss, the real authority, Dr. Wortzman, standing at the door with a fawning expression.
"Dr. Zhuo, are you up? I've asked someone to prepare breakfast in the restaurant. May I invite Mr. Chen to have breakfast with us? "
Poor old Dr. Wortzman, a man of comparatively pure scholarship, it was hard on him to put on such an obsequious show.
He deserved it. Previously, in front of Chen Guang and Zhuo Jingsi, he kept on saying "you Chinese are so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so."
Now, in the end, he still had to beg the Huaxia people that he hated and distrusted the most.
Zhuo Jingsi did not come back to her senses at first, and Wortzman was caught off guard.
The team of bodyguards that Wortzman brought slowly surrounded them, but Auntie Mei, who had appeared out of nowhere, stood behind Zhuo Jingsi like a ghost.
Being stared at by Auntie Mei's cold eyes, the bodyguards subconsciously did not dare to move an inch.
The other three Huaxia official soldiers also approached silently. Their faces were stern and intimidating.
In terms of actual combat ability, this group of bodyguards who were paid US dollars were no match for the elites of the Huaxia military, not to mention Auntie Mei, who could take on a hundred people.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Zhuo Jingsi quickly said, "Mr. Wortzman, why are you here so early in the morning?"
Wortzman felt that she was mocking him, but there was nothing he could do. He scratched his head and said, "Dr. Zhuo, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to meet you and Mr. Chen if I came late."
Zhuo Jingsi looked down at her phone and saw that it was a text message from Chen Guang before he left. Then, she shrugged helplessly and said, "Mr. Wortzman, you still missed Chen Guang. He left at dawn."
Wortzman exclaimed, "How is that possible?! I had people guard the door! I didn't see him come out! "
Zhuo Jingsi placed her phone in front of Wortzman. Chen Guang had already expected this, and the text message was even written in English.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly don't like this window. I really want to jump down from it. I'm going out to do something. I'll be back later."
Wortzman felt a little uncomfortable.
'You're crazy!
'Did the window offend you?'
"Hey, Mr. Wortzman, I'm really sorry. I don't know what's going on in his head."
Wortzman's old face scrunched up, and his facial features were almost unrecognizable. "Dr. Zhuo, shall we go for breakfast?"
Zhuo Jingsi sighed. "Dr. Wortzman, I know what you're trying to do. We talked to people from other organizations yesterday. But this matter can only be decided by Chen Guang. If he's not here, nothing I say will matter. "
"But aren't you the developer? Don't you have any say in this? "
Wortzman expressed his disbelief.
Zhuo Jingsi smiled. "If I told you that he's my real teacher, you definitely wouldn't believe me. But it's true that I have no say in this matter. I don't even have the right to make suggestions."
Zhuo Jingsi used the Chinese Tai Chi Fist to push the blame to other people.
Of course she had the right to decide. If she insisted, Chen Guang would not object to her giving the patent away.
But now, she had to cooperate with Chen Guang and put on an act. Zhuo Jingsi also felt the thrill of revenge in her heart. She had made things difficult for Wortzman when she was working at Prince, and the day before yesterday, Wortzman had also been very rude to her.
This is karma for you, the great Dr. Wortzman!
When it was noon, Chen Guang whistled as he slowly walked back.
He went to many places in the morning. First, he disguised himself and went to the Eaton Manor. He still looked the same as before. There was some bad news. His main competitors, William Jones, Bent Afflett, and several other leading actors of the Olympic Games, all came to Princeton. They shamelessly moved into the Eaton Manor.
But there was also good news. Mr. James Watson, who he had painstakingly recruited in the American Film Association, did not go back on his word. That morning, he took two or three other old men and left Eaton Manor like thieves. Then, they quietly "snuck" into Princeton cinemas like 007.
Old James tried his best. Even though it was his second or third time watching Women, he was still deeply immersed in it. However, he had to grit his teeth and support his old friend, who was also immersed in the film, by his side.
In order to keep it a secret, he didn't even ask Irma to help. He was relying on his old bones.
Compared to the other people in the Film Association, James was obviously a purer person.
In the beginning, he believed in other people's "slander" and subconsciously resisted Chen Guang. However, after Irma pulled some strings and personally went to the cinema, he went back and read the first volume of "World Faction" that Irma gave him. He immediately came to his senses and became Chen Guang's water supply. He decisively began to help Chen Guang build connections.
The reason was that James Watson was more simple-minded than the other members of the Film Association. Everything he did was for the sake of the film, not his personal interests.
When Chen Guang's silhouette appeared in the hotel, Wortzman, who had been waiting outside, immediately noticed it and charged down with his men.
Chen Guang was waiting for the elevator. When the elevator door opened, Wortzman walked up to him with a stiff smile on his face. "Mr. Chen, you're back? We've been waiting for you for a long time. "
As Wortzman spoke, he tried to shake Chen Guang's hand.
Chen Guang quietly dodged and put his hands behind his back. He looked at him warily. "Who are you?"
Wortzman's smile froze on his face. "Mr. Chen, please don't joke around."
"Who's joking with you? Who are you? Get out of the way! "
Wortzman felt a headache coming on. "It's me, Dr. Wortzman from Prince! Didn't we just meet a few days ago? "
Chen Guang acted as if he had a sudden realization. "Oh! You're the Dr. Wortzman who said that Chinese people are used to being thieves? "
Wortzman almost vomited blood on the spot. Can you not be so narrow-minded?
"No, I didn't say anything like that, Mr. Chen. I'm here to talk business on behalf of Prince. I'm very sincere, unprecedentedly sincere."
Chen Guang didn't want to talk nonsense with him. Instead, he put on a straight face. "Is that so? Sincere? Why didn't I feel it? "
Wortzman's hands trembled. His face turned from white to red and then from red to black.
He was, after all, an absolute authority in the field of photocatalysis and even in the field of materials science. Today, he had endured it again and again, and now he was about to explode.
Chen Guang was expressionless. He even decided in his heart that if Wortzman continued to act tough, he would really sentence Prince to death.
Your so-called sincerity isn't just coming over here and smiling apologetically.
Your apologetic smile isn't even on the point of the problem.
I've already pointed it out for you, but you're still acting dumb. You don't even know how to act. What kind of sincerity is that?
After a long while, Wortzman finally forced himself to calm down and lowered his noble head. "Alright, alright. Mr. Chen, I'd like to formally apologize to you for the inappropriate remarks I made about Chinese people a few days ago. "
Chen Guang tilted his head. "You don't seem to be very willing? Then what if I tell you that I think white people are arrogant and rude. White people's civilization is a civilization of destruction and plunder, while our Chinese civilization is a civilization of construction and creation? China's current backwardness is only temporary. Sooner or later, white people will become second-class citizens. Are you willing to accept that? "
Wortzman's face fell. Chen Guang shrugged. "Look at your situation. There's an old saying in China, 'Do unto others what you don't want others to do unto you.' To put it bluntly, it means that if you don't like something, don't force it on others."
Wortzman replied in a low, muffled voice, "Mr. Chen, I understand."
Chen Guang saw that it was about time and felt that he had enough. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go up and talk about the contract."
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