Chapter 337 Brian, who knows the world well

Additional chapter for the second deacon comrade kisssmi who urged for more chapters.

When it was the second half of the meal, Ambrosio herself found that the prepared food seemed to be insufficient, so after the meal, she did not ask anyone to help with the tableware, but asked William to take Brian and the other five people to the rooftop to grill meat by themselves.

With Brian and the other five people, each of them brought some food and beer to the rooftop. When they walked into the rooftop, William said, "Guys, who among you has the best grilling skills, please take the initiative to grill meat. To be honest, I just ate 5 layers of fullness."

"Hahaha", Sam, Bernie and the other four looked at Brian, and Brian shrugged.

William laughed and said, "It seems that everyone thinks you have the best grilling skills. Then it's you, Brian, I want 70% done, thank you."

Seeing that William took the initiative to eliminate the embarrassment, Sam and the others smiled to William, "Although it's a bit impolite, I'm not full either", and then said to Brian, "My 5 layers of doneness".

"Well, although the portion is small, I didn't expect it to taste good," Bernie continued.

"Yes, it tastes really good," Casey and Clarence also praised.

"Okay, guys, it seems I have something to do," Brian smiled and stood up, picked up the beef, sauce and tools and walked to the grill. After looking for a long time, he said, "Boss, can you help me turn on this grill? God, why doesn't this grill have a switch?"

William shook his head. He didn't believe that Brian, an old guy, didn't know how to turn on the grill. He must have something to tell him, "OK."

Sure enough, as soon as William walked to the grill, Brian had already put the beef on the grill and took a USB flash drive. "The thing was copied to me by Abram Tarasov when I met him in the afternoon. And Boss, don't you plan to register a patent for this little thing? I found that the USB flash drive you gave me is much more useful than other similar products on the market."

He took the USB flash drive and tossed it in his hand with a smile, "Wait for me."

"Okay," Brian said nothing more, nodded and began to concentrate on serving the barbecue on the grill.

He walked downstairs with the USB drive and put it into a laptop in calligraphy. After 1 minute, Sunday reported, "SIR, the data has been copied, but I found some more data of Vigo Tarasov and Abram Tarasov in it."

"Hehe, it seems that our Mr. Abram Tarasov is more sensible than his brother Vigo Tarasov and knows what he should do. Delete their data from the USB drive. Has this USB drive been used by anyone?"

A few seconds later, "SIR, it has been deleted. Now only my main server has their data. The USB drive has my encrypted program, and no trace of anyone trying to read the data has been found."

"Very good," William smiled and pulled out the USB drive, took it in his hand, walked back to the rooftop, returned to Brian and gave it to him, and said in Brian's puzzled eyes: "The things inside are good for your election, but there are some troubles. If you don't handle it properly, it will be dangerous for you, so you know whether to use it or not, or when and how to use it is also up to you to decide."

"Dangerous?" He took the USB and carefully put it back in his pocket. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then guessed the general reason in his heart. He whispered, "Is it really okay to cooperate with the Tarasov brothers?"

"Don't worry, I have no interest in the Tarasov brothers and the gangster industry they are doing. I will deal with them only for information. You and I will have an underground source of information in the future, but we should try to deal with Vigo Tarasov as little as possible in the future. Abram Tarasov is quite suitable."

"Understood," Brian nodded in response.

"I asked someone to check the USB flash drive and found that someone had registered a patent in November 1999. There were 5 teams in the world that conquered the USB flash drive project at the same time. There will be patent lawsuits in the future.

If you are interested, you can play with it yourself while the patent is unclear. When the patent is clear, you can sue, drag it out for a few years, and then pay a few million US dollars. You should be able to make a lot of money by doing this."

Hearing William say this, Brian immediately shook his head, "Forget it, hehe, BOSS, without your participation, I, a technical idiot, would not dare to enter the technology industry, and from your tone, it seems that you don't make much profit?"

"It's not that the profit is not much. Although the USB flash drive may only be popular for about 15 years, the current prospects of USB flash drives are still very good. Once the patent is obtained, we will strive to list it on the US stock market within two or three years. The market value of the new company will reach the level of 1 billion US dollars in less than one or two years. However, I found that the inventor of the patent is a Chinese team.

You should imagine how big the trouble will be. Some people in the United States and Europe will not allow this project to be listed on the European and American stock markets."

"Then can we acquire the patent? After all, the USB flash drive you made yourself is much more advanced than those on the market now. You also said that it is a period of unclear patents now. We can find Chinese companies to cooperate. We pay for patents or underlying patent licenses, and help Chinese companies fight patent lawsuits at the same time."

Brian took out the USB flash drive from his pocket and said excitedly, "Boss, as long as we get the patent authorization, we will soon be able to defeat all the products on the market with your technology. Even if we only occupy the US market in the future, how much profit will we make after listing?".

"Haha", William shook his head. It seems that everyone is the same. There is profit to be made. Brian Mills, an old guy who used to only kill people, was also tempted. "Then how many shares do you plan to give me?"

"75%?" Brian said a number that surprised William without thinking, "You five people share the remaining 25%? Are you working for me?"

"Working for you means making money for myself. It's not like I don't have shares," Brian laughed and pointed to his head, "Boss, I know myself. In my opinion, the knowledge in your head is the most valuable thing in the world for investment. As long as you agree to join,

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

I believe that in the future, our company's products will definitely not be limited to this small thing called a USB flash drive. Leave us some things that you don't like. I believe that the company's future prospects will not be worse than those technology companies that are now in the limelight."

"Hahaha," William laughed when he heard Brian's cunningness, "I didn't expect you to be able to flatter."

"Hehe, I'm telling the truth. In addition to having solid skills, people in our industry also need to be able to judge people. If you don't seize the opportunity, you'd be an idiot." Brian said with a bright smile on his face. With such a long contact, he guessed that William was probably tempted.

After all, this company doesn't need William to waste his energy on management. He just needs to come up with some ideas and some unsatisfactory technologies. If the company develops well, William will make the most profit. If it doesn't develop well, there will be no loss.

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