Rebirth of Military Workers

Outside the United States Patent and Trademark Office building, Washington, USA.

Liu Dongsheng in a suit and leather shoes shook hands with a lean white woman in her 50s who was wearing professional attire, and said with a smile, "Ellen, thank you very much for your help, otherwise I don’t know when I will get it. Patent license!"

He stood with Allen, half a head shorter than Allen in high heels.

Alan's delicate makeup still can't cover the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes. Looking at Liu Dongsheng, a smile appeared on his face, "You should thank you for your dollars and your performance on the bed. I like gentle and rude Oriental men!"

After speaking, Allen put his arms around Liu Dongsheng's neck, kissed him on the mouth, smiled and turned around, twisting his coquettish waist and walking towards the parking lot.

Looking at Ellen's back, Liu Dongsheng's mouth twitched a few times, took a deep breath, and walked towards the yellow hair who was waiting for him next to him.

He swore that he would never look for this woman again.

The experience with this woman these past few days really makes him unbearable to look back.

Although Allen is very efficient, in order to obtain the patent as soon as possible, not only has to pay, but also has to sleep with him, which is really shameful.

"President Liu, that foreign girl is so coquettish, although she is older, she still has her charm!" Huang Mao looked envious when seeing Liu Dongsheng coming over.

Liu Dongshen kicked Huang Mao more than one meter away, "I asked you to serve her, why didn't you go?"

"People look down on me! I wonder, I'm handsomer than you, younger than you, how can the old woman look down on me..." Huang Mao said annoyedly, "As long as she is willing, I will take her The toes began to lick all over her body..."

"Oh..." As soon as Liu Dongsheng heard Huang Mao say fucking his toes, he couldn't help it anymore, squatting on the ground and vomiting.

Huang Mao was at a loss.

"You'll give me a toe again later, I have to find a few women who haven't washed their feet for several months to let you lick it!" Liu Dongsheng threatened Huang Mao viciously after slowing down.

Huang Mao was so scared that he quickly apologized, even if he wanted to ask if Liu Dongsheng really licked the old woman’s toe...

"Go to Chicago and wait for Brother Quan to get Motorola. Without a chip, our patents are all waste paper!" Liu Dongsheng didn't want to stay here.

Huang Mao was threatened and didn't dare to put a fart along the way.

An ordinary hotel in the suburbs of Chicago, not far from Motorola.

"Brother Quan, let's not talk at all! It took more than a month, and there is no hope at all." Liao Dong looked at Brother Quan who was smoking a cigar with an annoyed look, and said.

"Leave aside, there is no hope at all. We invested a few million Hong Kong dollars." Ge Quan spit out a breath of smoke and said calmly.

"In Xiangjiang production, they have to send someone to monitor; mainland production, even if we agree to their surveillance, they don't agree, what hope is there?" Liao Dong didn't understand, what's the point of consumption.

"I have put all my worth on top." Brother Quan was still calm.

"Boom boom boom..." There was a knock on the door outside.

When he opened the door, it was actually Liu Dongsheng with yellow hair.

"Brother Quan, in the future, such a woman, no matter how powerful, don't introduce it to me! Otherwise, you can do it." Liu Dongsheng started to complain as soon as he entered the door.

Liao Dong suddenly became interested, "Brother Quan said that the woman likes leather whips, drip wax or something, what did you do?"

"It's probably not less, I seem to have licked my toes..." Huang Mao said with a smile, before he was finished, Liu Dongsheng kicked it out.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

"Really?" Even Brother Quan was interested, "That slut has actually upgraded again!"

"Stop, stop, I'm vomiting all the way." Liu Dongsheng couldn't beat Liao Dong, let alone Zheng Quan, and could only change the subject, "The US and Japan patents have been obtained, and the European side is left. Is the sales channel well established? Is the chip cooperation negotiated?"

When it comes to business matters, both Zheng Quan and Liao Dong are silent.

"Still no progress?"

The two nodded at the same time.

"Can you change it? It's not that difficult even if it's 8-bit." Zheng Quan held a cigar in his mouth, cut one and handed it to Liu Dongsheng. The latter shook his head but was snatched by Huang Mao.

"No. The game is developed for this chip." Liu Dongsheng shook his head. "Why don't you talk to their marketing department tomorrow?"

"We can't even see you now, how can we talk about it?" Liao Dong said, "Mitsubishi found Motorola, and the chips they provided let domestic use of CNC systems..."

"What does this have to do with us?" Liu Dongsheng puzzled.

In the reception room of Motorola's marketing department, several Motorola executives looked at the angry Mitsubishi representatives and the serious National Security Council officials on the opposite side. They also asked this sentence, "What does this have to do with us?"

On the table in the middle of the two sides, there is a set of numerical control system with two Chinese characters of Red Flag on the display.

"Mr. Florenceby, because of your 68000 chips, China has a CNC system. They are using the high-performance chips you produce to mass-produce CNC machine tools!" Masao Yoshikawa looked solemn, "Although your government is now relaxed For China’s export control, there is even military project cooperation, three-axis or more strategic-level CNC machine tools; high-performance computer chips are still within the limits! And now, China is using your high-performance chips to improve their country’s Manufacturing capacity!"

If it weren't for American chips, why did China come up with a CNC system?

The project that had allowed them to negotiate for two years was forced to suspend.

"We don't have any cooperation with China!" Florenceby said coldly, "We have explained this very clearly. Major Howard, you should investigate this point clearly!"

"Isn't the chip inside yours?" Masao Yoshikawa patted the CNC system on the table.

He is very upset.

The loss of the company in China is not small, and the company is directly thrown into the United States to find Motorola's trouble.

The chip belongs to Motorola, and Motorola has to pay for this loss.

If it weren't for the highest-restricted chip, Masao Yoshikawa would not trouble Motorola.

"It is indeed produced by our company!" There is no way to deny this point. After getting news before and analyzing the internal chips of the Hongqi CNC system produced by the Chinese, Motorola has already very clear that the Chinese are using their chip.

"Since you made the chips and provided them to the Chinese privately, the losses caused to our company, are you..." Masao Yoshikawa didn't care about that much, and Motorola had to compensate for the money lost!

"We made it, yes. Major Howard has ascertained whether we have provided such high-performance chips to Chinese companies!" A playful smile appeared on Florenceby's face. "Your company's loss, follow us. what is the relationship?"

"According to our investigation, Motorola does not have any cooperation with China. The chips that China obtains are entirely through special channels." Howard had to speak. "If China obtains it in large quantities, their CNC system should be more than that."

After receiving news from within Japan, they have been investigating the matter.

If Motorola really privately exports high-performance chips to China, resulting in a substantial increase in China's manufacturing capabilities and threatening the national strategic security of the United States, it will be sanctioned.

It turns out that it did not.

Howard's meaning is also very obvious. If the Chinese can get a large number of high-performance chips, they don't even need to talk to Mitsubishi about cooperating in the production of CNC systems.

The 68000 high-performance chip has a wide range of uses, mainly in the fields of embedded applications of industrial controllers, laser printers, and microcomputers.

With huge annual sales, it is impossible for Motorola to know the whereabouts of every chip.

This is totally unreasonable for Mitsubishi.

"Mr. Yoshikawa, we deeply regret your loss. As Major Howard said, if we open up exports to China, the number of CNC systems produced in China will not be 1,000. Even, in order to prevent China from gaining more, we refuse An order for more than half a million chips per year! That is a Xiangjiang game console manufacturer... Many things in mainland China are brought back through Xiangjiang." Florenceby said coldly.

Half a million chips, tens of millions of dollars!

When Masao Yoshikawa heard this, his whole body was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Frensby, I don’t want to find out that you are secretly supplying high-performance chips to China. You should be clear about the purpose of your company’s chips!" When leaving, Howard gave Fren a serious face. Spey said, "This kind of chip is used in the military field far more than the civilian field."

"Major, we know this better than anyone else." Florenceby cursed secretly in his heart, these bureaucrats, anyway, they take taxpayers' money and don't need to make their own money.

"Whether it is missiles, the aviation industry, or even the top high-precision manufacturing equipment and high-performance microcomputers, once mainland China acquires them on a large scale, their national power will far exceed our imagination. For our country’s Asian strategy and interests, The consequences..." He said that, Howard did not go on.

Even if the Sino-US relationship is in the honeymoon period, the United States has a lot of cooperation with China, and even European countries have a lot of military cooperation with China. It is impossible to provide high-performance chips to mainland China.

Florence said nothing more than anything.

Intel’s 8086, 8088 and other chips based on the X86 architecture pose an increasing threat to Motorola’s chip business. The Chinese market has huge potential, but it is impossible to obtain.

Just because of that damn export control.

"Call the people in Xiangjiang and tell them that tomorrow I have time to talk about the cooperation between our two sides." Florenceby felt that he could not give up the business of Xiangjiang. The market of tens of millions each year could not be left to their competition. opponent.

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