"Yes." After pondering for a while, Lin Zheng agreed happily.

At the beginning, we signed a mobile phone brand with Kyocera and Motorola, which only authorized four companies, but we didn't say that the SMS company could not authorize it. Lin Zheng even did not set any additional conditions for this kind of thing that was good for him.

As a person who dares to challenge Motorola, he never knew what it means to retreat. After Lin Zheng obtained the authorization of icq, this guy once again focused on the resources in Lin Zheng's hands.

"Lin, I heard that you are very influential in Belarus. If you can convince the Belarusian government to choose CDMA as their second-generation mobile communication standard, Qualcomm will agree to all your conditions within our capabilities." In order to convince Lin Zheng, the honorable title of "you".

"Sorry, Mr. Jacob, you may have overestimated my influence on Belarus. I can't agree to you." Lin Zheng refused without thinking. He knew that Qualcomm had a close relationship with the US government, otherwise how could such a company survive under the suppression of Motorola? This is simply too abnormal.

"Why?" Although I was very disappointed, "Mr. Lin, you can listen to my conditions..."

"Because Belarusian President Mr. Lukashenko has a bad impression of your United States, you can understand my difficulties if I say this, right?" Lin Zheng directly interrupted him: "If it is something that is beneficial to both sides, of course I don't mind helping you, but if I help you, I will lose my own interests... Mr. Jacob, you changed your position in my place. Do you think you would do this?"

Because Lin Zheng is right, if you help others, you will lose your own interests. Which brain will do this? At least he will not do this. Since Belarusian President Lukashenko came to power, he has shown his strong hostility towards the United States. If Lin Zheng recommended the European GSM system, it is possible, you can recommend American telecommunications companies? Ask yourself, I'm afraid the possibility of angering Belarus is greater. Lin Zheng is not a person who is short of money. What is the reason for losing such a huge market for such a little money?

There was no choice.: "Okay, Mr. Lin, I was abrupt, I am deeply sorry for this."

"Sir. Sorry. The stadium here is only open to members..."

Although the doorman's tone was very polite, the high above hidden behind the politeness made the white little brat full of arrogance: Hey, this is not a place where you, a poor man, can come.

"Garicks didn't tell me that." Lin Zheng glanced at him lightly, and the invisible pressure instantly made the doorman take a step back. When he looked at Lin Zheng, he couldn't help but hesitate: This person was not old, so why did his eyes look the same as those big guys as he felt? What was going on?

"Mr. Garricks?" The doorman exclaimed in a low voice. His eyes that were still high above were filled with awe and fear in an instant, begging: "You... are you Mr. Garricks's guest? Sorry, I don't know you are..."

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However, although the income from working here is very high, once you offend the nobles in it, the consequences are not something that ordinary people can afford. Losing work is light. There are not many people who have disappeared inexplicably in the huge club. As for where the missing people went? This is an unspeakable taboo topic, and the person in front of me is obviously a big man whom I can't afford to offend no matter what.

I originally thought that I would be severely criticized at least this time, but to his surprise, the yellow man with an oriental face in front of me had no intention of dealing with him. I just frowned impatiently: "Take me where to go to Garrix."

"Yes, yes, sir, wait a moment, it's all right away..." Feeling that the other party really didn't mean to make things difficult for him, the doorman breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly notified the staff through the intercom to drive a golf cart... I was just a doorman and was not qualified to drive a golf cart.

Lin Zheng really didn't mean to make things difficult for the little doorman in front of him. Although this guy looked down on him, what is his identity? He was so calculating about this kind of person that he lost his own person. He even stuffed the doorman a $20 denomination bill as a tip before getting on the golf cart.

The doorman was stupid: not only did he not get scolded, he lost his job, but he even made $20? Well, I forgot to ask if he was a Japanese or an islander...

If Lin Zheng knew that this damn sect boy actually regarded him as a Japanese and an islander, he would probably turn around in anger and steal the $20.

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"Ha, John, Daniel, look, our youngest billionaire is here." Before he could reach Garrix and the three of them waving the club,

, Seeing Lin Zheng, the two of them greeted Lin Zheng with a smile: "Lin, you are late."

"It's not that I'm late, it's that you're early," some time ago, when we talked with four mobile phone manufacturers to discuss cooperation and cooperation with these mobile communication operators in North America, Lin Zheng could also joke with them, pointing to the watch on his wrist and saying to the three: "You've been there at least an hour earlier."

Although this was said with a smile, Lin Zheng's reaction was definitely not as calm as it showed on his face: An hour ahead of time, what did the three of them talk about? Lin Zheng would never think that Garrix and the other two were just talking about the weather casually.

"We just talked about the weather and talked about that guy Dell," Garrix helped Lin Zheng pick a suitable club from the ball bag, while seemingly casually saying to Lin Zheng: "Lin, the batch of computers you helped Dell produce for almost trouble this month, do you know?"

Is this theatrical meat coming? Lin Zheng raised his eyebrows, and seemed curious: "Oh? There is something like this? Mr. Dell has never told me."

"Well, it's not a big deal. The people from the Port Union were going to stuff a pack of drugs into the container, but they were discovered," Garrix said indifferently. "It's not a big deal, but it's always a problem if something really happens."

"Yes, it's really troublesome." Lin Zheng nodded in agreement, but his heart was chilling: Garrix is ​​threatening himself in this way. Once he disagrees with Motorola's cooperation in SMS, will the products manufactured by Lianchuang Technology for Dell be found in the container?

These bastards are really not a thing!

Lin Zheng is sure that with Motorola's influence and energy in the United States, as long as he dares to refuse, there will be a pack of inexplicable poisons and drugs in the container of the computer he manufactured for Dell. Since Garrix said that, even for Motorola's "dignity", they will definitely do this.

"hi~ John, Daniel, what are you two planning to do? Do you fully support Motorola's SMS project?" He waved the club heavily.

"Of course,": "Lin, don't you know about our friendship with Garricks?"

Fuck! These two bastards! Although they still had smiles on their faces, Lin Zheng almost twisted the club in his hand: Garrix was very direct, and was unreasonable, and he was ready to take advantage of the situation when he came up; Atlantic Bell and Nynex were not even more of a thing, and followed behind Motorola like a dog to make accomplices for the tiger... Still not strong enough.

Lin Zheng felt a little sad. If Lianchuang Technology had strong enough strength, would this bastard Garrix dare to say this to his book today?

Looking at the golf ball flying out of the distance, Lin Zheng smiled and said to Garrix: "Garix, remember to treat you later."

"certainly!"

, Garrix's face was full of pride.

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As soon as he got into the car, Lin Zheng's face that had just smiled turned blue in an instant, and the humiliation in his chest made Lin Zheng feel that he was almost exploded!

This feeling of being ignored is very uncomfortable. Motorola thinks you can give it to me, right? One day, one day, I will ask Motorola to cry and sell their personal communications division to me!

"Boss?" Xiao Ma asked worriedly at Lin Zheng with a gray face.

"I'm fine," Lin Zheng waved his hand. He is not a person who can't stand being angry. It doesn't matter if he is angry. He knows shame and bravely. Remember today's lessons, remember the truth that if you fall behind, you will be beaten. Just wait until you become strong before you can slap these bastards in the face. "Don't tell Mr. Tan about what happened today."

"Okay." Xiaoma nodded quickly. (To be continued...)
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