According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...It's not possible to experience Lada's shock absorption system now.
I was looking for a secluded spot when a jeep caught up with me from behind.
Thinking the other person was just passing by, I slowed down and let them pass first.
As the jeep approached, Li Wengang leaned out of the window and beckoned Xing Baohua to stop.
Xing Baohua was dissatisfied. He had only been gone a short while, and the man hadn't said anything earlier. Wasn't this ruining his good time?
Xing Baohua parked the car on the side of the road without getting out, and waited a little while before Li Wengang ran over.
He then asked, "What's wrong? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I almost told you something." He took out a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to Xing Baohua, saying, "This morning, a colleague from the Foreign Affairs Office asked me to give this to you. He said that a foreign guest from Great Eagle Country wants to talk to your female singer."
"Talk what?!" he said, tearing up the note in his hand and throwing it away. He started the car.
Then he said to Li Wengang, "If I come looking for you again, just say you don't know me."
"Fine! If you don't want to talk, then we won't. If you come here again, I'll have them come directly to you." With that, he turned and walked back.
Xing Baohua drove back to the city, and on the way, Su Ya asked, "Why don't you talk to them?"
"They wanted to take Zou Wenjuan away. They didn't have any good intentions," Xing Baohua said.
"Why do you insist on taking Sister Wenjuan away?" Su Ya asked curiously, not quite understanding what was going on.
“Zou Wenjuan’s singing last night was amazing. If she were to sing in Europe or America, she might become a hit. Becoming a hit means making money, so they want to take Zou Wenjuan to Da Ying to sing and earn money!” Xing Baohua explained.
"Oh! So, now that Sister Wenjuan is gone, you can't make any money anymore?" Su Ya said.
"Yes! I'm counting on Zou Wenjuan releasing cassette tapes to make money right now. Otherwise, why would I go through all that trouble to find a band and arrange for her to perform?"
“Then let her finish printing the tapes for you before you go to Great Eagle Country,” Su Ya said innocently.
"Dream on! She's my cash cow now! She's stealing your husband's money! You're so stupid!" Xing Baohua said.
"Whose husband! Not yet, we're not married yet!" Su Ya would often say, missing the point.
The two continued talking as they returned to the symphony orchestra.
The group of friends were all waiting here.
Suya chatted with the band members, presumably because their experiences last night gave them something to talk about.
Xing Baohua didn't drive this time; the distance wasn't far. Besides, it wouldn't be good to drive if he wanted to have a drink.
The group walked to Yunting Hot Pot Restaurant. They enjoyed a delicious meal, and Xing Baohua only drank two bottles of beer.
During this time, Xing Baohua mentioned working overtime that night to Grandpa Li, who readily agreed.
There's something about why Grandpa Li agreed so readily that some people don't know: his experience in large-scale performances is part of his resume.
This experience will be useful for his promotion within his workplace. If he retires, his benefits will also increase. Therefore, Xing Baohua indirectly helped him.
The TV station will broadcast last night's program tonight so everyone can go home early and spend time with their families.
After dinner, Xing Baohua noticed that the kids had all had a few drinks and weren't really in the mood. Oh well, they're all on holiday anyway, a little extra time won't matter.
We agreed to come over early tomorrow for rehearsal.
Xing Baohua glanced at the time; it was only a little past two. She had arranged to meet Ruiding at three. By the time she got there, it would be almost time.
First, take Zou Wenjuan and Wang Weibao back to rest. Xing Baohua then took Su Ya to the South Suburb Hotel.
After completing the formalities, we entered the hotel compound. The grounds were large and beautifully landscaped, but unfortunately, it wasn't a place for ordinary people to stay.
Xing Baohua sat on the sofa in the lobby waiting for Redding. A short while later, Redding appeared before Xing Baohua right on time.
The hotel has a private reception room.
Reding ordered coffee and desserts, and the three of them sat down to chat about other things.
Now let's get to the main topic.
Reading said he wanted to buy Xing Baohua's 2.4G wireless audio technology.
Xing Baohua shook his head and said he wouldn't sell.
Rui Ding thought Xing Baohua was going to raise the price, since she readily agreed to sell last night, but now she doesn't want to sell anymore?
Xing Baohua explained that the patent procedures haven't been completed yet. Will they sell it once the patent is approved?
That reason is acceptable.
Xing Baohua said to Redding, "I think you can pay a deposit first, and after the patent is granted, you will have priority to purchase it. If other companies also want to purchase it, I can guarantee that you will have priority."
“Okay! Can we take a look at the detailed data first? Or the physical transmission effect?” Redding said with a smile.
"Forget about the data, Redding. You should know I won't show the data to anyone until the patent is approved. Sometimes the human brain's memory is even more powerful than a hard drive!" Xing Baohua joked, and the two of them chuckled.
“I will arrange an experiment for you to see, and I guarantee you will like it. Of course, we need to sign a cooperation agreement to protect the interests of all parties,” Xing Baohua said.
"How much is the prepayment? And what is the final price of your product?" Reading asked the most crucial questions.
"That depends on whether you want a one-time buyout or a licensing agreement for the product. If you want a licensing agreement, I'll charge $1 per product for the patent! If you want to buy out the entire region outside of mainland China, I'll ask for five million dollars in patent fees!"
"Five million? Are you crazy?" Redding shouted angrily.
“Reading, is this the price we’re offering for our first collaboration? You should know that if I licensed it onto the product itself, I could earn much more. Don’t you think Ericsson sells at least five million units worldwide?”
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!