Chapter 552 Asking for Money
In a conference room in the Beehive, hundreds of seats formed a circle, and nearly half of them were filled with holographic projections.
These holographic projections were whispering to each other, with rather irritable expressions.
Suddenly, the door opened, with Gao Gong in front and the host computer behind. As soon as the new face of Gao Gong appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of others.
“Oh, there are so many people coming.”
The senior engineer scanned around and found that there were actually 47 online. You must know that although the number of participants in this corporate war is the largest, the number of companies is only just over a hundred.
Taking into account the companies that have been eliminated in the early stage, 47 companies are already half of the number.
This is naturally not because of how well-connected ‘Kabuto’ is, but purely because the ‘biochemical brain computer’ technical route is too powerful and too buggy.
Too powerful means too dangerous.
Especially for brain-computer developers who take the mechanical route, if they cannot suppress it in the first wave, once it spreads, it will be like a virus, pervasive.
"Who are you, Kabuto?"
The host computer eagerly pulled up a chair, served the senior engineer to sit down, and then said with a serious face: "This person is the new member of our neuroediting group. President, you can call him Mr. G.”
“As for the previous ‘Kabuto’, he has already stepped down to make way for someone new.”
The words “new appointment”, “president”, and “stepping down to make way for someone new” are the same words. Coming out, everyone immediately understood that Kabuto was out.
But no one cares about the life and death of the boss of a new company. The only thing they care about is the biochemical brain computer.
"How is the situation now? Are you sure you can suppress it? No, are you delaying time?"
The person who said this was a guy wearing a black suit and fully mechanically modified. The most interesting thing about him is that his facial features There is no bionic skin implanted, but mechanical facial features, and the back of the head is smooth with a coin-sized jack.
There is no doubt that this is a brain-computer interface, but it is actually round. Is there any mistake?
You must know that in the days when engineers have not time traveled, mobile phone chargers only have type-c, and at most Apple and Android can be added. Even the headphone jack is almost out of round holes, and there is only one. The brain computer actually has a round jack!
Heresy, so heresy! !
The senior engineer didn't speak, and another brain-computer developer asked immediately.
"How many generations has the virus mutated to? What kind of infection does it have and what special ability does it have? Can we obtain a sample?"
There is a big hole in the back of the opponent's head!
“What are the combat capabilities of these transformed people?” asked another brain-computer developer.
This brain-computer jack is only about the size of a toothpick. Unfortunately, I don’t eat noodles or use a sewing machine.
The senior engineer turned his head indifferently.
“What level of executives does Vinos Life Safety Group send?” asked another person.
Triangular brain machine, interesting, but why not quincunx shape.
“How do other biological giants react to this?”
A three-in-one brain-computer jack requires three data cables? Why not integrate into one? Are you sick?
"What is your coping method?"
Why do people have the back of their heads? Your brain computer port should be installed on your forehead. Do you want to emit laser light?
“Why don’t you speak?”
Damn, you are even better, you are actually a set-top box.
A bunch of people surrounded the senior engineer and bombarded him wildly, but he seemed to be out of his mind. In the end, even the 'host computer' couldn't stand it anymore and coughed twice.
Boss, it’s not that the emperor is not anxious and the eunuchs are, it’s that the fire is about to reach our doorstep, and we are the front line against the enemy.
"Ahem," Gao Gong stood up seriously and looked around. His strong gaze made everyone shut up. Then, he said with a cold face:
"So Tell me, everyone, the questions you asked are not problems in my opinion!”
The others looked stern. Could it be that this is still a hidden transformation boss, or has he discovered some kind of biological brain? Fatal flaw in machine technology?
“Because I don’t know anything, and I can’t figure anything out. I’m a waste!!”
As soon as these domineering words came out, the whole audience was shocked. No one spoke for a long time because they really didn't know what to say. Finally, under the look of disbelief, the 'fuel port brain machine developer' came back to his senses and said loudly: "Who are you?!"
No one present An idiot, similarly, no one would think that the guy who took down the neuroediting group would be a pure brainiac. In this testing ground, there is room for madmen to survive, but there is no room for fools.
"Mr. G, executive director of Dugo Group, honorary director of Mas Fengmang, founder of biochips and mecha technology."
"The ancestor of hunters, the chief of the Hunter Congress Hunter.”
"The 'Human Completion Project' was destroyed in the Evernight City."
"Some big figures in the digital world placed a bounty on him in the underground world."
"The female CEO's lover."
< br>Everyone present was a person with great hands and eyes. They quickly found out a series of qualifications of someone, and almost took off his underwear.
Gao Gong coughed dryly: "Except for the last one, the other identities are all nonsense and I will not admit it!"
"The Dugo Group has a lot of business cooperation with our company, but unfortunately we have not cooperated in the corporate war, and now is a good opportunity," a brain-computer developer tried to play the emotional card.
I wipe it! It's you, the 'circular charging hole', oh no, it's the 'circular brain computer hole'. You're a heretic. You're going to blow the whistle on Director Du and ask her to cut off all business dealings with your family. You're such a heretic. People can easily spoil the feng shui of my home!
Gao Gong snorted coldly and didn't even bother to answer.
"The military capabilities of Du High-tech are catching up with the established military groups. We believe that you will be able to stop this 'biochemical crisis'."
Everyone carries the sedan chair, you carry it I don't lift it.
"If the 'biochemical brain machine' is allowed to spread, it will not be a good thing even for your group!"
This is the threat theory.
"Can your family make nuclear bombs? I can provide a large amount of raw materials for axes."
This is... the anti-humanity faction.
The senior engineer sighed and said: "What you said all makes sense, but my say in the company does not count. I have no power at all. I am just a pretty boy who dances after hearing the chicken."
"..." Everyone.
You stinking shameless thing!
“Let’s be honest, what kind of price do you need to pay to control this ‘biochemical brain machine’.”
Seeing the senior engineer pretending to be stupid and not recognizing his relatives, someone finally found someone Started to speak human language.
“Hey, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you should also know that most of our military forces are in the northern hemisphere, serving the ‘Holy Brain Group’. We have signed a very strict contract with them, that The boss of Sheng Nao Group is such a strong person..."
The senior engineer suddenly transformed into Mrs. Xianglin and started to complain endlessly. She summed it up in three words: I need to pay more!
After a while of hesitation——
“Our group is willing to provide 2 billion in sponsorship fees to your group!”
“We will provide 3 billion, the requirements are not high, as long as You can control the 'biochemical brain machine' on this continent!"
"We will pay 1.5 billion!"
"We will pay 1 billion!"
......
These 4 or 50 companies, with your words and my words, finally collected 50 billion in labor costs.
Compared with the super income that the 'Electronic Brain Project' can bring, some losses are still within the acceptable range.
"Actually, I don't care about money, I'm not interested in money at all," Gao Gong said seriously: "Our goal is just to serve the public and create more convenience for the people."
Others had questions on their foreheads, "Brother, you are a military group and an arms dealer. What kind of convenience do you create for the people? Do you want to buy it for zero yuan?"
“But, because we started slowly and had a low starting point, we have never had enough technologies to update and bring an excellent experience to consumers. If there are kind people who can help us in these aspects, There is no doubt that we are confident that we can save the world and deal with this crisis!"
Everyone's expressions changed. They just asked for money. It looked like he was going to die!
(End of this chapter)