My black tech brain

"Jarvis? How did you call me?"

Chen Hao looked at the phone in a daze. That's right, the call that showed the unknown call just now was called by Jarvis.

But what makes Chen Hao feel strange is that although Jarvis is an artificial intelligence, his laptop does not have the function of making calls. How did Jarvis call himself?

"Sir, I can make a program for making calls on the Internet."

"That's right, there are indeed illegal third-party phone calling programs on the Internet."

Chen Hao nodded with some understanding. According to Jarvis's call, Chen Hao suddenly thought of something very serious.

That is, Jarvis's body must reside on the computer, that is, he cannot carry it on the Internet.

But what if you need Jarvis's help while you are outside?

Is it possible to run back to the dormitory to get the computer?

......

"When you have money, buy a better wireless headset and transform it into a mini dial headset."

After making up his mind, Chen Hao slowly raised his head, only to find that Lao Fan next to him had been looking at him. Seeing this, Chen Hao asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? There is something dirty on my face?"

"There's nothing dirty, just I heard you call "Jarvis"."

Lao Fan said to play, and then patted Chen Hao's shoulder sympathetically: "Brother, I know you like Iron Man very much, but don't get too deep into the drama!"

"Ahem, don't worry, I am not the kind of deep second-degree patient."

Chen Hao returned to Lao Fan, and then continued to put the phone to his ear, but this time the voice was obviously much lower.

"What's up?"

"Yes, sir, I have briefly contacted the two game companies in your name on the Internet, and have arranged a meeting time with them, and you may need to communicate with you personally on the specific matters of the contract. ."

"Okay! Then you send me the place and time of the meeting, and I will meet them then."

Chen Hao replied to Jarvis, and then looked at Lao Fan: "I may have something to do this afternoon. I may not be able to play games with you."

"Do you know how to read mind? You know what I want to say before I say anything."

Lao Fan looked at Chen Hao exaggeratedly, then put his hands on his chest, as if he was on guard.

"I don't know how to read mind, but face reading is feasible?"

.......

After bidding farewell to Lao Fan, Chen Hao simply ate something outside before rushing to the agreed place.

The place that Jarvis planned was a teahouse.

Perhaps it was because of Chen Hao's lack of funds, that Jarvis very intimately assembled a single volume on a certain group.

This made Chen Hao couldn't help but give Jarvis 32 likes with a thumbs up.

After arriving at the teahouse, Chen Hao realized that there was still a while before the agreed time, and because people hadn't arrived yet, Chen Hao, who had nothing to do, turned on his phone and was ready to eat a chicken.

But just as the game Chen Haogou entered the finals, he heard footsteps outside the private room door.

Seeing this, Chen Hao had no choice but to give up the handy first place, and instead sat awkwardly waiting for the guests to enter the door.

...

"Crack!"

Following the twisting of the doorknob, two middle-aged men in suits walked in. One of the slightly fat middle-aged men frowned subconsciously after seeing the small private room reserved by Chen Hao.

The other thin middle-aged man didn't care about the surrounding environment. Instead, he stared at Chen Hao as soon as he entered the door, and then walked towards Chen Hao's location with his right hand.

"May I ask you to be Mr. Chen Hao? I have seen your photos on the Internet, but I didn't expect you to be younger and more promising than in the photos."

The so-called not hitting the smiley person with his hand, the attitude of this middle-aged man made Chen Hao put down his "cold" posture, and also stretched out his right hand and shook the opponent.

"Presumably you are the person in charge of T company. I have long heard that the members of your company team have a clear mind. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation!"

"Where, where, Mr. Chen praised it."

The middle-aged man who shook hands with Chen Hao smiled humbly, then pointed to the middle-aged man who had frowned when he entered the house before, and introduced: "This is one of the people in charge of our company. His name is Kang Zhiqiang. My name is Zhao Qing and this is our business card."

The middle-aged man named Zhao Qing introduced himself while handing out his business card, while the other named Kang Zhiqiang did not move at all and stood still.

"My name is Chen Hao, because I am still a student, so I don't have a business card."

Chen Hao ignored Kang Zhiqiang's attitude, but seriously accepted the business card handed over by Zhao Qing and replied apologetically.

"Nothing!"

The middle-aged man named Zhao Qing waved his hand, did not worry too much about this matter, but looked at Chen Hao excitedly.

"I saw the holographic device made by Mr. Chen Hao on the Internet. It was really eye-opening. So after I received Mr. Chen's agreement online, I rushed over."

"My purpose this time, Mr. Chen, is also very clear. It is to confirm whether this matter is true. If it is true, our company wants to buy out this technology."

"Do you want to buy this technology?"

Chen Hao's face suddenly looked a little ugly. When he first invited the other party, he had already made it clear that he was only authorizing this technology and did not intend to transfer it.

The words of the middle-aged man in front of him made Chen Hao suddenly understand that Jiang was still hot.

"Sorry, I have already said very clearly before, I have no intention of transferring this technology, so I am sorry for your request."

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, Chen Hao didn't make a face to the other party directly, but replied in a very gentle tone.

"Mr. Chen Hao, right? As far as we know, Mr. Chen is now a student. A student found materials that can withstand holographic images without any funding. This is very impressive, but Mr. Chen You yourself should also be very clear that imagining things like holographic technology will not play a big role in your hands. It is better to hand this technology to us in exchange for a satisfactory reward..."

The middle-aged man named Zhao Qing hadn't spoken yet, and Kang Zhiqiang, who had been silent on the side, suddenly interjected.

But what he said made Chen Hao frown.

"Excuse me for not agreeing."

Chen Hao glanced at Zhao Qing, but the latter did not speak, which made Chen Hao's previous goodwill disappear instantly.

Chen Hao shrugged helplessly: "If you are discussing things with this attitude, then I think you can go, because what I have just said is very clear."

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, if you really don't want to sell this technology, in fact, we can't cooperate."

Seeing Chen Hao's firm attitude, the middle-aged man who asked Zhao Qing to hurriedly came out to make a round, saw him take out a contract from his briefcase and hand it to Chen Hao.

"This is the authorization contract that we have drawn up in advance. If Mr. Chen feels that there is nothing wrong, then sign this contract."

"This is the contract you have drawn up? I remember I have drawn up the contract in advance, why not sign the agreement in accordance with my contract?"

Seeing Zhao Qing's contract, Chen Hao accepted it with some confusion, and then looked at it seriously.

As time passed, Chen Hao's face gradually darkened.

The previous contract of Chen Hao was drawn up by Jarvis, so the content is still relatively regular, but the current contract after the change is different.

This not only requires Chen Hao to authorize the holographic imaging technology to the other party, but also adds many restrictive clauses.

The more important point is that the signature rights of the holographic technology in the contract have to be changed to the other party's company, and the product share inside is also one-tenth of the net profit after deducting all funds.

In other words, if the other party's products do not sell well, you may have to post money to enter it.

"Surely I am a student who has never seen the market? Actually use this kind of word game to achieve the purpose of controlling me?"

After reading the contract, Chen Hao's face was already cold. If it hadn't been for this kind of "selling" contract in Lao Qian's father's company before, and Chen Hao would pay attention to the contract, he might be stupid in the contract Write your name on it.

At that time, I might really become an idiot who makes wedding dresses for others!