Wang Yu used poetic language to describe it, but he was calmly assessing in his heart: Someone deliberately leaked the news.
Just as all the Extraordinaries in the world were rubbing their hands in anticipation of the new plane, someone finally began to exert their strength in front of the stage and behind the scenes, trying to guide the direction of the matter.
He could even roughly guess who it was: related to the Comparative Study of Aberrant Ecology, it was likely a sponsor like him, paying attention to and promoting it for a long time, doing a lot of homework in advance.
Therefore, only by releasing the news now could they win people's trust. Even a strong-willed person like Director Mou was in a state of doubt.
At this time, Director Mou thought of another story. "Spring City … Many things have happened in Spring City in the past six months. Even someone as reclusive as Li Wei can't stay calm. I heard someone stole a uterine fibroid, which is like stealing his elixir. "
Wang Yu simply answered, "I've heard of it."
"That seems to be where Jin Buhuan perished."
"To be precise, it's the southwest volcanic area. It's a few hundred kilometers away, and it's just missing."
"A sensitive area."
Director Mou stared at Wang Yu, and Wang Yu looked back at Director Mou. They were both pondering each other's thoughts. In the end, Director Mou got straight to the point. "Speaking of which, Luo Yuandao's laboratory is very close to that place. That's always been their active area … It seems that Young Master Wang already has a direction?"
"As I said, this is more in line with my common sense and aesthetics."
Wang Yu also put on a frank attitude. "A plane that's extremely close to us will always have some contact with us for a period of time, more or less, and not just appear in everyone's greedy dreams."
Director Mou clapped his hands in admiration, the hairs on his arms trembling. "Now that's a solid attitude. Now that I think about it, the so-called new plane for the past six months wasn't just a dream … So, what does Young Master Wang plan to do next?"
"Cooperation. Cooperation that can quickly get results." Wang Yu looked like he knew everything. "Director Mou, you, oh, and Quantum Corporation, what are your considerations?"
"Considerations? Are you talking about those greedy shareholders or the brain-dead board of directors? "
After a pause, separated by a distance of several thousand kilometers, the two looked at each other and laughed. There was no other reason than that these two people, or at least the two parties involved, were both brain-dead members of Quantum Corporation's board of directors.
The equity structure of a public company such as Quantum Corporation was far too complicated, and it had to be complicated. It was one of the largest organizations in the world, and it was distributed in the hands of thousands of large and small institutions, as well as countless private investors.
Even if eighty-eight isolated cities floating on the earth's crust were a little strenuous to support a globalized environment, political, economic, military, and historical factors had determined that such an attitude was necessary.
Of course, the result of the complicated equity structure was that the leading power of the board of directors was greatly increased. External directors with huge connections and influence, as representatives of various forces, entered the board of directors, forming a kind of loose interest group, harmonious but different, fighting but not breaking.
Of course, the board of directors had also been "renewed and replaced" over the past few decades. In the end, those who were "seriously unsociable" were eliminated and a relatively stable governance structure was formed.
Quantum Holdings definitely had a basic standpoint. Even if it was vague, it would always stand firmly on the side of the world's' advantageous' side, steadily seizing the benefits.
With a successful example before them, Director Mou and Wang Yu brought up the discussion mode of Quantum Corporation's board of directors.
"Cooperation is the correct choice."
"Everyone here isn't a child protecting their food. As long as there is compromise, there will be a basis for cooperation. As long as the first step is taken, there will be a first step. Even if it's a deliberate lie, there will always be elements of truth within. But many people think highly of themselves and prefer to settle things in one step. There are also people who don't recognize the logic of adults … … "
Having said this, Director Mou recalled a certain piece of information: "There really is a child among the collaborators. And quite a few intelligence agencies believe that he has a tendency that isn't too good. "
Regardless of whether Wang Yu knew or not, she had to put on an interested attitude: "You're talking about Luo Nan, right … … What do you mean?"
"It's said that this person, Luo Nan, has a tendency of thinking that makes simple problems complicated and complex problems modular. He hopes to be able to use a kind of universal solution to solve these types of problems. This doesn't conform to the reality of doing things, and bugs will frequently appear.
"But we have to pay attention to one possibility: With his talent and special ability, he really can find a kind of 'universal solution' in the vast majority of situations. Even if it's only universal to him … … If this is the case, then it will be quite troublesome."
"A capricious theorist … … The kind that can distort reality."
Wang Yu concluded. Then she laughed: "Generally speaking, this kind of person often ends up being kicked out of the board of directors. But that also requires a period of running-in and confirmation. Before that, I have to lure them in first … … This is the way I like to handle things. "
“Me
too。”
Bald Jeff listened to these topics full of ambiguity, misdirection, and hints. He couldn't help but yawn.
There was no doubt that the two people in the current conversation had deliberately mixed too much noise into their semantic information. Matters that could have been clearly explained had to be packaged into encrypted data packets, using experience and logic to guess and analyze.
Their goal was to use the smallest price to pry for the greatest benefit.
They were already people with wealth that could rival a country. Was there any point in doing this?
Bald Jeff once again gave a thumbs up for his career choice. At this time, the latest news from the analysis room was transmitted. He raised his hand:
"There's a new situation over there. I'm going back."
"There's a change?"
"There's one more set of data that needs to be analyzed. Preliminary judgment is that it involves the authority request of Jimmy's internal Dynamo Core, MD-11 type. It's related to information retrieval. It's not a small discovery."
"… …"
Seeing the reaction of the two, bald Jeff quickly understood and explained: "In layman's terms, we have reason to suspect that Jimmy is in an area with a relatively complex external environment. Its built-in database is no longer able to adapt to the relevant elements of the scene. Therefore, according to the corresponding mechanism, it will automatically request information support from the Apocalypse Array."
Director Mou asked with interest: "In other words, by referring to the data transferred by the Apocalypse Array, we can simulate the space-time environment that Jimmy is in?"
"First, we have to wash the data clean. He doesn't have the conditions for cross-border communication like we do. It was Yan Yongbo who amplified the feedback response of the 'formatting domain' to the main axis, and only then was he able to barely collect it. Moreover, it's already seriously distorted. It won't be easy to strip out effective information. "
After a pause, Jeff pursed his lips: "Moreover, the identification of authenticity is a very important prerequisite. On the other hand, the Apocalypse Lab is still full of confidence in the seventh generation Dynamo Core. Or perhaps, they think that even if it's a dream, they can still peel out the real stuff. "
Having said that, bald Jeff felt that his scientific work had been carried out. He waved his hand and was about to leave. Just before he cut off the communication, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Wang Yu: "Send me a copy of that 'Comparative Research on Aberrant Ecology' paper."
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