Chapter 994 But I Refuse!

[Thank you for the invitation, just passed customs and ready to board the plane. 】

[First of all, congratulations to Xingkong Technology for escaping this anti-monopoly investigation and patent lawsuit. I also hope that our excellent companies can continue to abide by laws and regulations, and don't try to take the domestic ones abroad. Encourage it if there is one, and change it without responsibility! (thumbs)]

[In addition, in response to some comments, I don’t know what some people are chaotic about. The Ministry of Commerce launched an anti-monopoly investigation, but the International Trade Commission rejected it. This happens to be a manifestation of judicial fairness and procedural justice. Isn’t that what I wrote in the original question? Although you have harmed the interests of our country, as long as you abide by the rules, we still protect your legitimate rights and interests, which is exactly a kind of American spirit...]

"...This group of dog fans, why do all the articles come out and ask me, I don't study international relations and brain science..."

Lu Zhou, who was sitting in the restaurant, shook his head. Just as he was wondering why Mr. Lawrence hadn't arrived yet, his eyes just fell on the man who was walking towards this side outside the window.

The man obviously noticed him too, greeted him with a smile, then opened the door and walked in.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Putting the handbag aside, Lawrence, who was sitting opposite Lu Zhou, smiled slightly and put his hands on the table, "Time flies so fast, it's been so long since we left Princeton."

"yes."

Although there are certain differences in aesthetics between China and the West, after taking a look at the man sitting opposite him, Lu Zhou still had to admit that this guy was barely three quarters as handsome as himself.

David Lawrence.

The name in memory finally matched the number.

It was also after seeing this face that Lu Zhou finally remembered that when he first arrived in Princeton, it was the history doctor who recommended him to join the Ivy League Diet Club.

Looking back now, I really miss it.

At the beginning, Dr. Lawrence had always been obsessed with the finance major of the University of Pennsylvania, but he entered Princeton to study history only under the pressure of his father.

But now it seems that he is doing well, and there is a high probability that he has returned to his favorite career. After all, the expensive tie and the smell of cologne, no matter from which angle you look at it, are far from the heavy feeling accumulated over the years of researching history, on the contrary, it is half close to the luxury of Broadway Avenue.

After staring at Lawrence for a while, Lu Zhou spoke.

"you've changed."

As if expecting Lu Zhou to say this, Lawrence smiled slightly.

"Everyone will change, isn't it the same for you? From a pure mathematician to a well-known scholar in all fields...almost all fields. And I, from the beginning, did not plan to organize the library The scrolls of my life as my occupation—”

"I mean you're getting old."

Almost choking on a sip of water, Lawrence, who put down his glass, let out a dry cough in embarrassment.

After wiping his mouth with a tissue, he said with an awkward smile.

"I was almost thirty years old seven years ago, and it's normal to look old... Speaking of which, you haven't changed at all, whether it's your appearance, or you can always choke people inadvertently."

Lu Zhou smiled in embarrassment, and after he liked the unfinished article to indicate that he had read it, he put the phone back in his pocket.

"Thank you for the compliment... But I was really surprised when I said it. I didn't expect that you still didn't study history in the end."

"Historical research is just my hobby, and finance is the career I am really passionate about," Lawrence smiled, "Of course, for me, reading those knowledge in the Flintstone Library is not without a bit of help to my career of."

Lu Zhou: "For example?"

Lawrence: "Isn't there a saying? History is a cycle, and the rise and fall of civilization is a cycle. Any question about the future can be answered in the past."

Lu Zhou smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case, at least not in mathematics. In order to solve new problems, we have to open up new ideas, innovate from old theories, or even completely jump out of the original framework and go to a new one. We're looking for answers in areas we haven't explored before...if only the past experience could help me a little bit."

Like the Riemann Hypothesis.

He has read almost every paper on Riemann's conjecture research from a century and a half ago to the present, but all the methods are just wandering at the foot of the mountain.

It was not until he innovatively introduced the theory of differential manifolds into complex analysis problems that it was barely a small step forward for the research in this field towards the top of the mountain.

Namely, hyperelliptic curve analysis.

However, this so-called small step seems to be only a small step. There is still a long way to go before the end, at least for now he can't see a little bit of hope.

"Really? No wonder mathematics fascinates you so much."

"That's right," Lu Zhou continued, looking at the smiling Lawrence, "Speaking of which, you came to China to visit me?"

"It would be too false if I said it was just going along the way." Lawrence smiled, then his face changed slightly, and he continued, "Do you want to consider joining forces?"

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Lu Zhou always felt that when this guy said this, he looked at him with something wrong, the kind that would make people get goosebumps.

"...Cooperation? Is there anything we can do together?"

"Whether it's scientific research or business, the word money is inseparable." Lawrence smiled slightly. "To give you the simplest example, you plan to acquire Evgo. I'm right."

Fuck?

Did you guess all this?

Lu Zhou glanced at him a little unexpectedly, but he didn't say anything, because he couldn't tell whether this guy was setting him up to test him, or if he really guessed so accurately.

However, as if seeing through Lu Zhou's concerns, Lawrence smiled and pointed out.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to test you. If you don't want to admit it, I understand... Then, you can take what I said next as a matter based on your plan to acquire Evgo and use it as a springboard to enter the US market." things, and make assumptions."

Clearing his throat, Lawrence paused for a moment, then continued in an unhurried tone.

"The number of new energy vehicles in North America is not high, but it is not unprofitable. Especially after the completion of the fusion power station in California, the demand for new energy vehicles on the entire west coast will usher in a blowout. Want to occupy the market in this area and It’s not difficult, you only need to spend money, our analysts have already calculated this account for you, and you need to spend at least 5 billion US dollars if you want your charging piles to reach more than 80% coverage on the west coast.”

"This is not a small amount. I believe that even a bank may not be willing to lend such a large amount of funds to a company with high political risks. But we are different. If we have to say...we are the bankers , we can not only provide you with the funds you need, but also use the resources we have to help you smooth out any troubles you may encounter."

Looking at Lu Zhou sitting opposite, Lawrence had a smile on his face.

"It's not even just charging stations."

"The wealth accumulated by the Boston consortium for two centuries can easily help you become the number one high-tech company in the world. From now on, no one can stop you, no matter what you want to do..."

After saying the last sentence, Lawrence stopped talking and quietly looked at Lu Zhou sitting opposite, waiting for his reply.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

About five or six minutes passed.

Lu Zhou suddenly smiled and said.

"Sounds interesting."

A smile bloomed on his face again. Like a winner reaching out for a medal, Lawrence leaned forward slightly and stretched out his right hand.

"That--"

Lu Zhou: "But I refuse."

Lawrence: "...???"