Pan Zhenlin also knew that it was impossible for him to take the drawings away.
The other party is obviously not an idiot, so taking it away is just a thought.
But he was reluctant to just buy it. What if it was a fake?
He himself really couldn't tell the real from the fake.
After thinking it over, Pan Zhenlin patted his head.
Did he lose his mind when he heard the news? Why didn't he call two technicians over in advance?
He is Kang Hui's agent. Although Kang Hui uses the technology of Japan's Fujitsu, there are still senior technical personnel in the company. Wouldn't it be better to ask two of them to come over to identify it?
"Mr. Wan! How about this? I'll get someone knowledgeable to come over and take a look. Is this okay?"
Wan Feng nodded: "Of course there is no problem, just take a look!"
"Wait a moment, I'm going out to make a phone call, I'll be right back."
After Pan Zhenlin left, Wan Feng thought for a moment and picked up his cell phone to make a call.
After the phone call, Wan Feng and Han Guangjia sat in the teahouse, boredly waiting for Pan Zhenlin's return.
This teahouse is about four meters long and three meters wide, with a window facing the building outside. Judging from the height, they should be on the third floor now.
Wanfeng didn't think much about which floor he was on. Instead, he wondered what physical reactions would occur if a family of three lived in such a space?
This is not a whimsical and stupid question, because people from Hunan and Hong Kong are rushing down this path.
In a few years, ten years, or even twenty years, most Hunan and Hong Kong families will live in such a large space.
Ten or twenty square meters will be their future home.
They live in a tiny space like squashed crickets, and they have no regrets.
What makes Wan Feng feel strange is that many years later, instead of protesting against their own terrible living conditions, they are so idle as to go out on the streets to fight for the right of free travel for the people.
How free is that!
About ten minutes later, Pan Zhenlin finally came back with two people who looked like technicians.
There were two technicians, one who looked older and one who was very young, and both wore glasses.
The two men didn't even seem to look at Wan Feng and Han Guangjia, and walked straight to the tea table.
"Mr. Wan! Let our technicians review your information."
Wan Feng took out the information again and put it on the tea table.
The first person to look at the information was the young man. While the young man was looking through the information, the middle-aged technician stood in front of the window looking at the street scene outside, like a philosopher thinking about life.
"Why is this information different from the HW18 switch?" The young man said in a slightly surprised tone after looking at it for a few minutes.
"Why is it different? Take a closer look." Pan Zhenlin reminded from the side.
"It's really different. Although it looks similar, there are many key parts that are unreasonable, and some are even randomly drawn."
"Xiao Xie! Are you saying these drawings are fake?"
"You can't say it's all fake. Some of it is valuable, but not very valuable."
Wan Feng even forgot to blink.
Fake?
How come something I made myself turned out to be fake?
This isn't a train kissing—it's out of control!
Pan Zhenlin looked up at Wan Feng and said, "Mr. Wan! My technician said that not all of your drawings are true!"
Wan Feng didn't answer, his mind was working rapidly.
His brain is now like a universe, and his brain cells are the big and small stars in the universe, running, fissioning and exploding at high speed.
After running it for about 30 million times, Wan Feng figured things out.
If I tell Pan Zhenlin that the information was obtained by my subordinates, then Pan Zhenlin will be left with the impression that I don't understand the information.
Since you don't understand, it's easy to fool them. Just find someone to tell them that there's something wrong with the information and that's it.
The reason why Pan Zhenlin's people didn't say that the information was fake was to leave a loophole for them to buy.
If you insist that it is fake, then if they buy it later, you will be slapping yourself in the face!
If it's fake, why do you still buy it?
He said it was half true and half false, so he had the excuse to say that he was buying the real part, and of course he wouldn't pay too much money.
This is also a way to lower prices.
Damn, have today's scammers evolved to this advanced stage?
"Haha! Manager Pan, this is impossible. They say a man without hair on his lips is not very experienced in doing things. I doubt this young man's professional ability. You didn't find a street sweeper to pretend to be a professor, did you?"
"Mr. Wan! You must be joking. Xiao Xie is a newly promoted senior technician at Kanghui Electronics."
"Senior technician? Really?"
The technician named Xiao Xie was indignant: "You can look down on my youth, but you are not allowed to insult my profound knowledge."
Wow! This is exciting.
"Extensive knowledge? Which university did you graduate from?"
"Graduated from the class of 1987 at Hunan-Hong Kong Polytechnic University."
Xianggang University of Science and Technology? Which scientists in the world were trained by this university? Are there any famous inventions?
A school that cultivates real estate and financial talents under the reputation of science and engineering, right?
"Since you're a graduate of a polytechnic university, I'll test you on a character. If I know you, it's real, and if I don't, it's fake. Are you interested in a test? I don't write complicated characters, just one stroke."
"A single-stroke character? Then write it out and let's see."
Wan Feng took out a pen and paper and wrote the word "丨".
"Don't say it one way or tell me it's vertical, or I'll laugh at you."
The young man named Xiao Xie was dumbfounded. Is this a character? Isn't this just a stroke? If this is a character and it's not pronounced as "1" or "shu", what should it be?
"Haha! You don't recognize me, do you?"
"That's not even readable." Xiao Xie argued.
"This is really just one word. I'm telling you, remember this word. It's pronounced as 'gun dan' (滚)!"
"Read Roll?"
"If you don't believe me, go look it up in the dictionary! Now you can go away."
After saying that, Wan Feng turned to Zhen Lin.
"Manager Pan, we're all just people who have been around for a long time. Don't think just because I'm young you can act like an old fox in front of me. If you're not serious about buying, just say so. Is this fun?"
Pan Zhenlin said with a forced smile: "Mr. Wan! I don't understand what you mean."
"Don't look at me because I'm young. I've walked more bridges than you have. If you want to bargain, just say so openly. Don't mess with those things in the ditch. You won't get them for free."
"Hey! Mr. Wan! You misunderstood. Maybe Xiao Xie is young and inexperienced, so it's normal for him to make some mistakes. That's why I hired two masters to prevent such things from happening. Master An! Xiao Xie might not be experienced enough to make an accurate judgment. It's better for you to come and take a look for yourself."
These people didn't learn anything serious, but they learned a lot of random things.
I've made preparations for both situations. If I get caught, I can find someone young and inexperienced to get away with it.
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