Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

[Invited, just passed customs, ready to board.

[First of all, congratulations to Startech for avoiding this antitrust investigation and patent litigation, and we hope that our outstanding companies will continue to abide by the laws and regulations and not try to take the domestic set abroad. If there is one, it is irresponsible! (thumb)]

[Also, in response to some comments, I don't know what some people are tall chao about. The anti-monopoly investigation launched by the Ministry of Commerce and vetoed by the International Trade Commission happens to be a manifestation of justice and procedural justice. Is that not what I wrote in my original answer? Although you harm the interests of my country, as long as you abide by the rules, we still protect your legitimate rights and interests, which is a part of the American spirit…]

“... these dog fans, how come all the articles come out Et me, I'm not studying international relations and brain science...”

The ark sitting in the dining room shook its head, and just as he was wondering why Mr. Lawrence hadn't arrived, his gaze fell on the man walking this way out the window.

The man obviously noticed him, smiled and greeted him, then pushed the door open and walked in.

“Long time no see. ”

Putting his handbag aside, Lawrence, sitting across from the ark, smiled and put his hands on the table, "Time has passed so fast, it's been so long since Princeton left. ”

“Yeah.”

Although there are certain differences in aesthetics in the Midwest, after a glance at the man sitting opposite him, the Ark has to admit that this guy barely has three quarters of his handsome.

David Lawrence.

The name in my memory finally matches the number.

It was precisely after seeing this face that the Ark finally remembered that when it first arrived in Princeton, it was the Doctor of History who had recommended himself to the Ivy Dining Club.

I really miss it now.

At the time, Dr. Lawrence had been remembering the University of Pennsylvania's finance major, but only under pressure from his father had he entered Princeton to study history.

But now he seems to be mixing up pretty well, and probably returning to his favorite career. After all, the taste of that prestigious tie and cologne perfume, from either angle, is far from the thick feeling accumulated by the perennial research history, but rather half as close to the drunken gold fans of Broadway Avenue.

I stared at Lawrence for a while and the ark opened.

“You've changed. ”

It seemed to me that the Ark would say that, and Lawrence smiled.

“People become, don't you? From being a pure mathematician to being a world-renowned scholar of all fields… almost all fields. And I, from the beginning, didn't intend to sort out library volumes as my career --”

“I mean, you're getting old. ”

Almost choked by a sip of water, Lawrence dropped the cup and some coughed dry.

He laughed awkwardly after going to the paper towel to wipe his mouth off.

“Seven years ago I was almost thirty years old and it's normal to look old... you haven't changed a bit, either in appearance or always be able to choke people to that by accident. ”

Ark was embarrassed and laughed. After he ordered a compliment on the unfinished article, he slipped his phone back into his pocket.

“Thank you… but by the way, I was surprised that you didn't finally study history. ”

“Historical research is just my hobby, finance is my real passion,” Lawrence laughed, "and of course, for me, reading that knowledge in the Stone Library was not of any help to my career. ”

Ark: “Like what? ”

Lawrence: "Didn't you say something? History is a cycle, the rise and fall of civilization is a cycle, and any questions about the future can be answered from the past. ”

The Ark laughed and said, “Not necessarily, at least not mathematically. In order to solve new problems, we have to open up new ideas, come up with old theories, or even jump out of the original framework, and go to an area we've never explored to find answers… if only past experience could help me so little. ”

Lehman guesses, for example.

He has read almost every paper on Lehman Speculative Studies from a century and a half ago to the present day, yet all the methods are just wandering at the foot of the mountain.

It was not until he introduced the theory of differential flow into the question of composite analysis in an innovative way that he could barely count the research in this field as a small step towards the top of the mountain.

That is, hyperelliptical curve analysis.

However, this so-called small step seems to be only a small step. How far from the finish line there is to go, at least for now he cannot see a glimmer of hope.

“Really? No wonder math fascinates you so much. ”

“Kind of,” said Lawrence, smiling, the ark continuing, “By the way, did you come all the way to China to visit me? ”

“It would be a sham if I said I was just on my way.” Lawrence smiled and continued with a faint look on his face, "Do you want to consider joining forces? ”

I don't know if it's my delusion. The Ark always thinks that when this guy is saying this, he doesn't look at himself in the right way, the kind that causes goose bumps.

“… cooperation? Is there anything we can do? ”

“Neither research nor commerce can be separated from the word money,” Lawrence smiled, "for the simplest example, you are planning to acquire Evgo, am I right? ”

Shit?

You guessed all this?

The Ark looked at him a little unexpectedly, but didn't say anything, because he couldn't hold onto the guy because he was trying to test him, or did he really guess so accurately?

However, as if to see through the concerns of the ark, Lawrence smiled and broke the path.

“Relax, I didn't test what you mean, and if you don't want to admit that I also understand… then you can assume that what I'm going to say is based on your intention to acquire EVGO and use it as a springboard to enter the U.S. market. ”

Clearing his voice, Lawrence paused for a moment and continued in a slow tone.

“The holdings of NEVs in North America are modest, but not unprofitable, especially after the completion of California's fusion power station, and demand for NEVs across the West Coast is expected to erupt. It's not hard to capture the market in this area, it's enough to spend money, and our analysts have calculated this for you, and it's going to cost at least $5 billion to get your charging piles to cover over 80 percent of the West Coast. ”

“This is not a small figure, and I believe that even banks are not necessarily willing to lend such a large sum of money to an enterprise with high political risks. But we are different, we have to say… we are dealers, we are not only able to provide you with the funds you need, but we are also able to use the resources at our disposal to help you clear up any problems you may encounter. ”

Looking at the ark opposite, Lawrence's face smiled.

“Not even just charging piles. ”

“The wealth accumulated by the Boston Consortium for two centuries can easily help you become the world's number one high-tech company, and no one will ever be able to stop you, no matter what you want...”

After making his final remarks, Lawrence paused and quietly looked at the ark opposite him, awaiting his reply.

Time goes by.

About five or six minutes later.

The ark suddenly laughed and said.

“Sounds interesting. ”

With a smile on his face again, Lawrence leaned forward slightly, reaching out to his right hand, just like the winner of the medal.

“That...”

Ark: “But I refuse. ”

Lawrence: "…???? ”