In the gym of Anrip Royal Hotel, a young man with a flat head and a military green T-shirt and looking very strong was hanging on the horizontal bar doing sit-ups. This was Zhang Lin, the soldier king rescued by Zhou Ming at the Jianguo Gate. He also followed Zhou Ming as a bodyguard for six years because of organizational assignment and sincere gratitude.

Although he left the army, Zhang Lin still did not lose his training every day. He would take a certain amount of time to train his own various functions almost every day, and often bring Zhou Ming with him to guide Zhou Ming's training.

The more top the person is, the more he understands that there is no so-called genius in this world. Everything is the result of persistent efforts, no matter what industry it is.

At this time, the door of the gym opened, Zhou Ming walked in, and he came to the horizontal bar: "Brother Lin, why haven't you sweated enough for such a big move last night? Today I have to increase the amount myself."

Zhang Lin smiled and then got off the horizontal bar: "There is really not enough security staff in the laboratory."

Zhang Lin's tone was relaxed, but it revealed his absolute confidence in the King of Soldiers.

Indeed, as Beya and Oppode speculated, the invasion of Princeburg Photoelectric Laboratory last night was directed by Zhou Ming.

Perhaps in newspapers from all walks of life today, the matter was like a world war broke out, but Zhou Ming knew that this was a very relaxing challenge to Zhang Lin. After all, this guy once challenged hundreds of active troops alone with one shot. It was a piece of cake to deal with dozens of security guards. Therefore, Zhou Ming was quite relieved to him to complete this task.

However, the purpose of Zhou Ming doing this is different from what Opold speculated.

"How is the situation now? I had a big deal yesterday." Zhang Lin asked.

Zhou Ming took out a few newspapers to Zhang Lin: "Brother Lin, you are now a celebrity in the entire Europa. Under the leadership of the Dutch government, you have been on the A-level wanted list of five countries."

Zhou Ming then sighed: "It's just a pity that we can't see the light of what we did. Otherwise, Brother Lin, you should be an unjust superstar. Brother Lin, you don't know how many calls I received this morning."

Like Beaupod, Queen Louise and Juan's first reaction to this incident was Zhou Ming. Therefore, Zhou Ming never stopped calling one phone after another in the morning, but this kind of thing can be done and cannot be recognized. Otherwise, it would be a very cool thing to recognize it.

Zhang Lin just smiled at this and didn't take it seriously. Zhou Ming said again: "Okay, Brother Lin, is your exercise over? I'll accompany us to transfer money to different banks later. After all, we have had such a big deal, so it's time to respond to the call of the King of the Netherlands to donate."

Zhang Lin said that there was no problem. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and followed Zhou Ming Kaitlin to the bank.

"Actually, with their security level, I can bring out the information we want without disturbing the security." Zhang Lin said.

"Then let it go. After all, we are just doing business now, not stealing secrets from hostile countries for the country. We still have to abide by the spirit of the contract. We are not those who don't keep our word." Zhou Ming said.

It was also when Zhou Ming and his team set out to the bank, the other side was

In Prince Castle in Eindhoven, Netherlands, the old Count received a fax with a list of remittances. The old Count handed the fax to his son. Weissler took the document. He looked at the pair of table numbers on it, and suddenly his scalp numbed out and looked up at the old Count: "Is this?"

"The remittance list." The old earl explained to him, "If we simply remit integers, it is easy to overlap with other donations. We cannot figure out which one is theirs, so they deliberately remittances through such irregular amounts, so that we can easily check when reconciling the accounts."

"Blatantly invade the laboratory for damage and then pay by raising funds."

The old count said and said, "I have to say that the child you worked with is really good at. Now that there is such a fuss, no one can stop him."

Weissler breathed: "Actually, I never thought they could do it now. When he told me this method, I even thought he was joking with me!"

Zhang Lin invaded Princeburg Laboratory, which was simply a drama directed and acted by Zhou Ming and the old Count. The purpose was to allow no one to find fault with the photolithography machine. Even the laboratory map was handed to Zhang Lin by Weisler.

This is also a solution. Since various bank accounts in AWSL and Princeburg will be monitored, once there is a large amount of funds flowing from unknown sources, it will easily cause doubts and cause troubles that are unclear.

Moreover, because Beya and Opold had preconceived ideas, they only focused on the amount of funds and did not care about any nominality, they could not do anything in any nominal way, even including the stock prices of AWSL or other Princeburg family-controlled companies, as well as other financial futures markets recently, the old Earl was also monitored by others when he received the news.

In other words, as long as the old Count and others have inexplicable capital operations and then make huge profits, they will also be considered to be paying for the lithography machine.

It is obvious that people like Boya and Opold are just looking for trouble for trouble. The old Count and the others thought that they might have to lose a lithography machine in vain, or that the lithography machine would take a long time to receive the final payment after the storm of this matter. However, they suddenly received a call from Zhou Ming, who told them about the method of making an accident and paying through fundraising.

The old Count was so surprised that he jumped up when he heard this method, because it was definitely a very exquisite method!

First of all, the laboratory suffered losses. It is very normal for the laboratory to call for fundraising. As the key laboratory for the next generation of lithography machines, no one hopes that the research and development of the next generation of lithography machines will be interrupted. It is normal for various company families and social teams to respond to fundraising. It is also normal for large inflows of funds, and no one can find fault.

Even if Boya and Opold guessed that Zhou Ming might pay in this way, they couldn't really point it out, preventing everyone from donating or freezing their accounts, which would only make them the target of public criticism.

The old count suddenly remembered Zhou Ming's words: Actually, it doesn't have to hide the truth or something. We can also complete the transaction under their noses. They watched us trade but could not do anything.

"Father, since things are going according to plan, can we also prepare the installation and maintenance personnel to China and want to send them abroad in the name?" Weisler asked. The dense data on the fax made him feel a headache, and he hurriedly threw the bag and returned it to the old count.

The old count took the fax and handed it over to his secretary, asking him to hand it over to the finance side, and went to the bank to reconcile every day.

Then the old count waved his hand and said, "There is no hurry to do this. Anyway, their money will not be paid for a while. We still have time. Compared to this, I think the security system of our laboratory is what we should worry about now."

Although it is paid by donation, as the saying goes, if you pay 80 million yuan in a day or in a short period of time, it will not be considered as a person on the other side. Doing so will only result in the reverse effect. Therefore, in order to make no one speak, the best way for Zhou Ming is to control the amount of funds every day and keep it within a suitable range.

"I don't think there is any big problem with the security system? After all, they can do this with the detailed map we gave." Weisler said.

The old earl glared at him: "Why don't you find someone to try it? And I see that person's ease. If he wasn't a cooperative acting, he was a real invader? We must not let this happen again!"

Weissler said at this time: "Father, you said that if we pretended that we had not received the fax and still did not send the installation and maintenance personnel, they seemed to have no way to do anything about us. After all, the agreement between us and them did not exist on the surface..."

The old Count pointed at Weisler and interrupted him: "Don't think about this kind of thought, at least... don't think about it until our laboratory has a high security level."

Weissler was a little confused at first, but then he realized that this laboratory invasion plan was not only for payment, but also a deterrent from Zhou Ming to them, indicating that he has the ability to fight back. If they want to tear off their faces, Zhou Ming can ruin the laboratory and take revenge.

"Damn guy, he's so despicable!" Weisler cursed hatefully.

The old earl smiled and said, "What's the despicable thing? It's just that you can do business with such a person! You just don't know what some people will look like when they react."

Some of the people mentioned by the old earl were naturally Opold, who signed a bet contract with Zhou Ming. He was so angry that he jumped into his own room.

"Despicable Zhou Ming, shameful Princeburg! They are all bastards. Unexpectedly, they really colluded. He really dared to sell lithography machines to Zhou Ming like this. I want to expose them, and I won't let them succeed easily!" Opold roared almost hysterically.

However, there was no response on the other end of the phone. It turned out that on the other end of the phone, Beya had no time to listen to his roaring torture ears. He put the phone on the table and ignored him. He sat next to him, holding a newspaper in his hand, looking at the news about the Princeburg Laboratory receiving donations of 30 million US dollars a day, with an excited smile on his face.

"You are indeed the same Zhou Ming, and you can always give people unexpected surprises!"
Chapter completed!