Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In the busiest iron and steel forests of Shangdong District, there is a stylish building.

This is the Tesla Warsaw sector headquarters and the second landmark that the Tesla Group invested in after the construction of Tesla's superfactory.

Looking out at one of the busiest inland rivers in the Western Pacific, it's like a lighthouse at the Nile crossing, guiding the way to this huge market for merchants and international capital...

Of course, there are many more like lighthouses.

Since the lit up of clean and nearly unlimited energy on the Pacific West Coast, more and more international capital has poured in here to try to share the dividends of the energy revolution, and Musk is just one of all the smart businessmen, if not the smart one.

Right now, in the boardroom on the top floor of this building.

Beavis, general manager of Tesla Warsaw, is meeting an unusual client from Boston, USA, whose name is David Lawrence.

In the United States, Lawrence is only a very common name, but linking it to the Boston area, as well as to banking, makes some extraordinary sense.

The Lawrence family, known locally as the "Howmen", who work in the financial industry, are often mentioned together with their three other old friends - Lowell, Adams and Rocky.

When North America was still a colony, those visionary gates were the first to become rich, investing the huge sums of money accumulated from colonial looting abroad in banking and relying on those financial institutions to provide funds to transfuse the light and heavy industrial chains they controlled, directly or indirectly, and to rise rapidly in two waves of industrial revolution.

On the other hand, they emerged rapidly from two waves of industrial revolution, apparently not satisfied with the status quo and formed a political alliance with the emerging Kennedy family after entering the new century.

And that led to the Boston Consortium, which most people know about.

The name could be said to have been Ray Gwen Ear in the period before and after the Vietnam War, and by virtue of the huge arms orders that had emerged, it was not until after Kennedy's assassination that the unbreakable alliance gradually went down.

Since then, the name of the Boston Consortium has gradually retreated from the front of the scene, and even the loud sign of the First National Bank of Boston has disappeared in countless merger and acquisition reorganizations, hiding from people's eyes.

Yet the wealth and heritage accumulated during those two centuries or two industrial revolutions could not have disappeared in vain.

Though rarely seen again in the eyes of ordinary people, they are still influencing the world in their own way behind the scenes…

Standing by the floor window of the conference room, gazing into the world lit by neon and street lights, Bevis smiled and opened his arms to the man standing beside him.

“… as you can see, we are facing one of the most flourishing areas of the city, and indeed the land of the Western Pacific. See that river? It stretches from there all the way to the sea exit, where almost half the wealth of China flows. ”

To please this special Guest, he can say that he has solved the problem.

The expansion of Tesla in Shanghai and throughout the Chang Delta urban group requires funds. Although banks in China are happy to lend money to them, all borrowed money needs to be repaid, and interest is not cheap.

Thus, for Tesla, the best option is to get a sum of money from outside the bank, preferably in the form of financing.

If the Boston Consortium were to be interested in EVGO's plans and supported by strong capital, expansion would undoubtedly go millions of times smoother in China.

Although these financial crocodiles are also the owners of bone eating, it is believed that no one will refuse to make a fortune together...

“It is indeed a beautiful city, much more prosperous than that little village in Boston. ”

Lawrence, who said this, smiled slightly, not as if it were a compliment from a tourist, but rather as a brilliant businessman, commenting on the goods in front of him.

I glanced at Lawrence's face, and Bevis couldn't grasp the meaning behind his sentence, eventually still looked out the window and closed his eyes.

“Endless energy, which we all used to think was just a legend, is now really done. ”

“I've been working here for four years, and I've watched them little by little… or walked meteorically behind the world. Even now, I'm afraid, no American would believe that their energy is luxurious enough to grow vegetables in skyscrapers, pull cargo on magnetic hovering trains, and still be profitable. ”

“The skyscraper grows vegetables?” Lawrence raised his eyebrows with interest.

“Someone has been doing this lately, as if it were 3D agriculture... You know, all over Asia, they have a fanatical quest for fresh, pure and natural foods, even if it's not expensive at all," Bevis snapped a finger to finger ratio, and soon cleared his voice will be corrected by running off the topic, “I mean, don't you think it's too wasteful to leave these gold and silver treasures here? They don't deserve any of this! ”

“Indeed," Lawrence nodded, finally glancing out the window at night, then turned his retrieved gaze to Bevis, smiling and said, "Go on about your project, maybe it will impress me. ”

Bivis smiled and said happily.

“Of course, you can listen as many times as you want. ”

Just as Bevis patiently opened his mouth again and was about to introduce their plans to this Mr. Lawrence, he suddenly remembered knocking softly outside the conference room, a middle-aged man in a suit, looking about 40 years old, walking in.

Looking at his secretary, Lawrence raised her eyebrows slightly upwards.

“Is there something wrong? Mr. Jonald. ”

“I'm sorry to disturb your meeting, but there's something important I have to report to you. ”

Lawrence laughed when he looked at Bevis with a dumb expression and said easily.

“Does it have anything to do with this gentleman next to me? ”

Jonah nodded seriously, taking a pile of documents out of his arms and handing them to Lawrence.

“… about? In that case, I'll have to study it. ”

Lawrence took the document from his secretary and looked at Bevis standing next to him with a slight apology… although the apology was quite sincere, I'm afraid he didn't even know it himself.

Watching Lawrence leave herself alone and take care of things herself, Bevis felt a few discomforts in his heart.

However, he was unhappy and offended the old man, so he could only stand there honestly until Lawrence had finished reading the documents in his hand.

Time goes by.

The only documents left in Lawrence's hands were the last few pages.

Some impatient Bevis, already waiting, finally relieved himself in his heart, but at this moment, the man's slightly wrinkled eyebrows made him feel almost relaxed and instantly nervous again.

“Your company seems to be in trouble. ”

I can't believe I'm looking at Lawrence, and Bevis stunned back.

“… what? ”

“A Chinese company seems to be posing a threat to your core business," Lawrence said looking at Beevice, not in a joking tone, "as we understand it, you seem to be in the downwind. ”

Downwind?!

“You mean the BB charger?” Having heard such absurdity, Bevis smiled and said, “With all due respect, your men seem to be making a very unqualified joke with you. I'm afraid you don't know that we've reached an agreement with five companies, including Volkswagen. I can give you a message, they--”

“I know, of course, that you and the general public have signed a cooperation agreement of an exclusive nature, which is really smart, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here either. Also, please don't question my subordinates' abilities," Lawrence laughed, tearing down two pages of the document in his hand and turning to stunned Bevis, "For being so honest with me, I'll show you something too… Usually, we charge half a million dollars for these two pages. ”

After taking these two pages off Lawrence's hands, Bevis looked impatiently at the contents of the paper and wondered what it was that made Lawrence, who was almost ready to sign the financing agreement, suddenly start shaking.

However, almost instantly when his eyes touched the paper, his entire heart was frozen like a halfbeat of a stop theory!

“You shameless bastards!” Fists squeezed dead, pupils contracted incredibly slightly, Bivisk held his anger in his heart and chewed his teeth and yelled, "They did not compete properly! It's against the spirit of free trade! It's illegal! ”

Raising his head in panic, he noticed that Lawrence was looking at himself with a smile and a cold sweat. Bevis tried to make himself look a little calm and squeezed a smile out of his face.

“Mr. Lawrence, I don't think this affects our cooperation. As you can see, they are suspected of unfair competition. If we just file a lawsuit, the judge will definitely be on our side...”

“But which judge should decide?” Lawrence's expression shrugged somewhat unexpectedly to Bevis's assertion, "I certainly don't want this to affect our cooperation...”

Bevis smiled and reached out his right hand, "Well, have a great time working with us. I know there's a nice restaurant nearby, so we could...”

“But between profit and risk, we need to think about it before we make a decision…" I grabbed Beavis's hand and quickly let go. Lawrence glanced at the watch and continued, “As for dinner, I'm sorry I couldn't make it, but I have an important meeting to take care of...”

Say it. He returned the half-cut file to Jonald, who stood by him, and nodded.

Understanding what the boss meant, Jonah took a few steps forward and pushed the door to the conference room for the boss.

“Well, I hope to hear the good news from you the next time we meet," Lawrence smiled and nodded to Bevis as he walked to the door, "and I wish you a pleasant, goodbye. ”

The doors of the meeting rooms are closed.

Watching the back disappear from the door, the look on Bevis' face, the gruesome horror.

After the footsteps outside the door had gone far, he was angry and suddenly hammered on the conference round table, sweeping the cup on the table to the corner of the wall.

“Fak! ”

A standard American curse came out, exasperating his inner anger and a slight rising panic.

As Lawrence said, they're in trouble...