Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 549 561 [Shortsightedness]

Chapter 549 561 [Shortsightedness]

1992 11 Month 18 Day.

Los Angeles, USA--
After the U.S. presidential election, the U.S. public opinion media began to cool down slowly.

The original newspapers, magazines, and TV media were all about the US presidential election, gossip about Bush Sr., and revelations about the background of Bill Clinton. kind of gossip.

"Actor Marlon Brando begins a life-and-death relationship with a hotel waitress."

"Sexy goddess Beyoncé peeks at gynecological diseases late at night."

"Tom Cruise suspected of patronizing same-sex bars."

"The queen Madonna recalls the humiliation incident before her debut."

Of course, the lace news of Michael Jackson, the king of heaven, is also indispensable: "Michael Jackson, the king of heaven, is involved in the 'tax gate' incident-is it the agent's carelessness, or is it intentional tax evasion?"

Just when the American public was confused by the hard-to-distinguish rumors about the true and the false, with sweet, bitter, spicy and all kinds of gossip news, a new revelation came out --- "Vanke's VCD technology patent transfer, Sony will become the king of audio-visual!"

……

Chicago, USA, inside McDonald's——
A pair of Caucasian friends talking over chicken burgers.

"Did you hear that the patented technology of Vanke's VCD is about to be transferred?"

"I heard that it is going to be transferred to Sony. I don't know if it is true or not."

"I heard that it is true, and a press conference will be held at the Hilton Hotel soon."

"That Vanke is so stupid, the sales are so hot, if the technology is transferred, there will be nothing left!"

"Yeah, it's so stupid and so stupid-Sony is going to develop again this time!"

Washington, USA, airport waiting hall——
A black female reporter is calling her boss.

"Yes, I will rush to Los Angeles immediately! Well, I will interview the patent transfer incident on the spot then."

"Please don't worry, I will definitely find big news to make the headlines of our radio station!"

"Well, actually, I've already thought about the big headline --- Vanke gave up VCD, and Sony is pulling the banner again, what do you think? It can be said that this time Sony has fought a beautiful turnaround, and Vanke's leader, China Song, is inevitably a little bit short-sighted."

"Of course, please wait for my news for the specific news content. I will fly to Los Angeles right away!"

Chicago, USA, Chinatown——
In the headquarters of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, the boss Hun Sen was talking with his son John Hong.

"Father, Song Zhichao's decision this time is too reckless. He actually transferred all the patented technology that others are jealous of to Sony in Japan." John Hong couldn't help complaining, "You know, as long as you master this patent technology, we can continuously produce finished VCDs, and it will not be easy to dominate the global electronic audio-visual market by then.”

Seeing the dissatisfaction on his son's face, Hong Sen smiled and said, "Who is Song Zhichao, you and I both know - he is more cunning than a fox, more ruthless than a jackal, how could he take advantage of those Japanese so easily?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is very simple, there is probably something tricky in it."

John Hong snorted, "I've heard some tricks --- the Japanese paid Song Zhichao a large sum of money, and then Song Zhichao transferred it."

"Oh, is that so?" Hun Sen was slightly taken aback, "Is that so?"

"Of course! That's why Song Zhichao looks smart, but he's actually young. He's short-sighted and can only see immediate benefits—look, Little Japan bought him off after throwing away a few dollars. !” John Hong looked disdainful.

Hun Sen knows that his precious son never speaks indiscriminately, and if there is no real evidence, he will not wrong people-could it be said that Song Zhichao is really not strong enough, greedy for money, and gave up a golden chicken for a golden egg?If so, it is really a fool.

It can be said that since the news of Song Zhichao's transfer of VCD patented technology to Sony Corporation spread.

The first reaction of the entire United States, and even the world's home appliance industry, is that Song Zhichao is a big fool, a big fool, and his vision is too short-sighted.

Sony is like a wolf and a tiger, and you still transfer the patented technology to him—to be precise, you are bought out by the other party. How can other companies survive?

Greedy for a moment's money, wronged for a lifetime of fame.

Short-sighted, short-sighted.

This is how many people commented on Song Zhichao.

……

Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles, USA——
Temporary lounge.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!" Song Zhichao sneezed three or four times in a row in front of the mirror.

I rubbed my nose with my hands, wondering if it was the damn allergic rhinitis that happened again, or someone was gossiping about me secretly.

After Song Zhichao rubbed his nose, he began to straighten his tie.

Today, in order to participate in the "Patented Technology Transfer" press conference held together with Akio Morita of Sony, Song Zhichao asked someone to order this dark blue plush suit for himself.

A dark blue suit, with a pink shirt and a golden bow tie, gives people an unexpected "soothing" feeling.

Song Zhichao believed that if he went out wearing this outfit, he would definitely become the focus of attention on the scene.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Zhichao finally wiped his sideburns with his hands, brushing his hair back slightly, exposing his towering forehead, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is completely handsome.

"Ah Jiu, what do you think of my outfit?" Song Zhichao suddenly asked Jin Jiudao who was waiting by his side.

Jin Jiu scratched his big bald head, glanced at Boss Song who was extremely "sultry", and said insincerely, "Very good, very handsome."

"Just handsome?"

"Uh, this—you have a cool haircut."

Song Zhichao turned around and pointed at Jin Jiu: "Now you have finally learned to focus on analyzing things."

Jin Jiu: "..."

"The point is, my hairstyle matches my face shape very well, and my face shape matches my shape very well—whether it's a suit or this little bow tie, it's very good, isn't it?"

Jin Jiu: "Ahem."

Can only cough.

Song Zhichao smiled, and scratched the tip of his left eyebrow with his little finger, "Okay, I'm going to joke with you—it seems that we seldom joke with each other now."

Jin Jiu opened his mouth and looked a little embarrassed: "Well, the main reason is that your status is different now." Although there are not many words, it explains everything.

The current Song Zhichao is no longer the former Song Zhichao, with his status and status here, Jin Jiu can no longer chat and joke with him unscrupulously.

In fact, this is a process that every successful person must go through, that is, along with success, there are fewer and fewer friends around you who can drink and chat together, and chat with each other; more and more.

That's what it means.

The height is not cold.

The higher you go, the lonelier you are.

Just then, boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Immediately, Niu Xiong came in from the outside, glanced at Jin Jiu who was still a little embarrassed, and said to Song Zhichao, "Boss, the press conference is about to begin!"

Song Zhichao nodded, and finally tugged at the golden bow tie with his hands, a gleam of brilliance inadvertently flashed in his eyes, then turned around, and took a step——
(End of this chapter)

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