"Mr. Su, what patent do you mean?" Farrell wanted to pretend to be fine, but his dark face revealed his thoughts.

Su Cheng smiled very purely and said in English: "The double donkey-head oil harvester has applied for domestic and foreign patents. So, I saw that you have purchased the production line of the double donkey-head oil harvester, so I asked by the way, do you want to buy a patent?"

Farrell was stunned for a moment. When he realized what was going on, the fire erupted from his eyes could ignite Sucheng.

Chinese people cheat me!

This is Farrell's first reaction.

At this moment, Farrell wanted to grind Manager Mao or other similar Chinese into meat filling and make Chinese dumplings. If there was enough flour, he also wanted to add some patent lawyers and group legal affairs to season.

He asked in a voice between his teeth, "If we were to buy a patent, we would definitely let you know."

"That's good." Su Cheng waved happily and sent Farrell away.

Li Huanxiang, who was next to him, didn't understand English and said with emotion: "Oh, if I have better English, I can directly read foreign journals."

"Foreigners may not like to talk to me, nor may they like you to read their journals." Su Cheng said inexplicable words, looking at Farrell's gushing saliva in the distance and Manager Mao who was spitting on his face.

Although they couldn't hear the content of their conversation, Sucheng could also guess the content.

After a while, Manager Mao came over angrily.

Before he spoke, Mr. Sucheng asked first: "Have you signed the contract?"

"What?"

"Your contract with the Americans has been signed, right? I'll buy you a production line for 1 million."

"Sign it." Manager Mao hesitated for a moment and did not yell immediately. Although he was indeed ready to do this. However, it is not enough to just yell at the solution of the problem. Su Cheng and him are divided into two places, but they have no affiliation.

Su Cheng chuckled and said, "It's enough to sign the contract. Americans are the most concerned about evidence and law. As long as you sign the contract, the production line will be sold. Don't worry about any other messy things."

Manager Mao misunderstood and snorted, "Don't think I don't know what your idea is? Didn't you just want to add a shot? In this way, how much is your patent? We bought it from Dalian Heavy Industry."

The corporate officials in 1987 already knew what the patent was, but the importance was very small. Generally speaking, patents within state-owned enterprises were within the scope of disputes, and Manager Mao now offered the price, so he did not want to make another twists and turns in the work of entrepreneurship and foreign exchange. Moreover, what he was willing to pay was definitely RMB.

Su Cheng shook his head, but there was a hint of displeasure on his face, and said, "Manager Mao, I have pointed out the way to you. If you don't want to leave, don't blame me for being rude."

"If you dare to destroy our foreign exchange-making work..."

Su Cheng waved his hand and turned away. He did not talk to Manager Mao about the patent ownership, nor did he say that they had stolen his design. These things would not impress Manager Mao. At best, it would be amazing to get a patent fee of several thousand or tens of thousands of yuan, and it was definitely RMB.

Manager Mao was stunned for a long time, but had no choice but to turn back, and persuade Farrell again, saying nonsense: "Don't worry. I asked Su Cheng to guarantee that he would never talk about the patent issue. In our China, whoever blocks the friendship between China and the United States is a sinner."

"Can you sign a manual?" Farrell was a little happy, thinking that Manager Mao had really convinced Su Cheng, and hurriedly said: "I want a document with legal effects to indicate that Su Cheng voluntarily gave up his patent claim..."

Manager Mao's face was wrinkled into bitter anus, and he finally said, "I can't answer you now, but I'll give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Okay, we must get the legal documents so that our transaction can continue." Farrell's face was serious.

...

The next night.

Representatives and officials from Dalian Heavy Industry, the Ministry of Machinery, the Ministry of Petroleum and Shengli Oilfield gathered in the conference hall of the Oilfield Machinery Plant to prepare for a lawsuit.

Manager Mao jumped up and down, telling how he had managed to acquire this export business, and also scolded Sucheng for disrupting the market, disregarding fairness, extorting foreign businessmen, and undermining unity...

Four-character vocabulary emerged from Manager Mao's mouth, and Su Cheng laughed silently and said, "It's really more than ten years of experience to master these words."

After listening for a few minutes, Director Dong from the Ministry of Machinery coughed gently and said to Lin Yonggui, the representative of Shengli Oilfield, “Secretary Lin, what is your attitude towards the oilfield?”

Lin Yonggui laughed and said freely: "What should be ours is ours."

Jin Qing, the director of Dalian Heavy Industry, glared at his eyes and said, "Secretary Lin, we have been in a relationship for many years. You are a little unauthorized about this matter. We are not a mechanical person like you who dig oil. Once you have finally completed the export and foreign exchange business, what patent will ruin yours? Director Dong, tell me, is it appropriate?"

Su Cheng raised his hand at this time.

Lin Yonggui immediately called out: "Su Cheng, tell me."

Cheng cleared his throat and said, "Director Jin just said that their $1 million export foreign exchange business has been ruined by us. I have two different opinions."

"Okay, tell me, I'll listen." Jin Qing's position is higher, not that he has never seen the US dollar, and his attitude is much calmer than Manager Mao.

Su Cheng nodded and said in a plastic surgery: "First, Dalian Heavy Industry's production line contract has been signed. As long as the contract does not stipulate that Dalian Heavy Industry must obtain the patent of the double donkey-headed oil pump, Halliburton must fulfill the contract and pay you $1 million. If they don't do this, you can go to a lawsuit. I think there are many American lawyers willing to help. So, this matter has nothing to do with our Shengli Oilfield Machinery Factory."

"Second." Su Cheng quickly stretched out his finger and said, "Our patent is a real patent. As the deputy director of Shengli Oilfield Machinery Factory, I can inform you that the patent usage fee for each double donkey-headed oil pump is US$1,299. In other words, Halliburton will have to deliver US$1.29 million to us when producing 1,000 double donkey-headed oil pumps, which is not a small amount of money."

There was a sudden breath in the conference room.

Before Jin Qing could speak, Director Dong of the Machinery Department jumped up first: "Is there really $1.29 million?"

"It's true." Su Cheng said firmly.

Halliburton is a technology-based company. He spends a lot of money every day to acquire other companies and technologies. Millions of dollars are not even a splash on their business blueprint. Sucheng guessed that buying a patent for the double donkey head was the only way for Farrell to get out of the trap. He dared not drag the company into a lawsuit. Even if that was more cost-effective.

However, the patent fee of $1,299 is too illusory for the Chinese.

Some people have started to think about it: the illusory patent can be exchanged for 4 imported refrigerators? No, it is because someone produces an oil pump, which is equivalent to giving us 4 refrigerators? But, people produce things themselves, why should they send us freely?

Fortunately, officials who have been baptized by the market economy for several years will not stand up and show their fear even if they don’t believe it.

Everyone looked at each other and stopped talking.

Director Xiang, who is in charge of the coordination of the Ministry of Petroleum, said "Hmm" and woke up like a dream: "If this patent is really worth $1 million, then I think we will do our own things."

He said it to Director Dong of the Machinery Department.

The latter looked at Director Jin helplessly. Everyone was 1 million US dollars, so it was hard to say who blocked who was the way.

Manager Mao was worried that his foreign exchange business would be ruined, so he ignored the meeting discipline and jumped out and said, "No. You can't ask us to give way just because you want to sell patents, right?"

No one present was stupid. He looked at Manager Mao with great interest. He just now, he was not the one who swears to give way.

Su Cheng smiled and said, "We sell patents and you sell production lines, it's not a coincidence. In fact, if it weren't for our decision not to impose patent fees on the country...haha."

This last sentence is a clear threat.

Director Jin absolutely didn't want to talk nonsense about this issue. He wisely dragged Manager Mao away, reached out and smiled: "Yes, our domestic companies should cooperate with each other."

"Earn foreigners' money together."

"Earn money from foreigners together." Director Jin laughed heartily.

Manager Mao looked at his boss shaking hands with Su Cheng, and suddenly felt abandoned.

After leaving the conference hall, Lin Yonggui pulled Su Cheng aside and pondered: "I remember, the patent of the double donkey-headed oil harvester seems to belong to you?"

The city is not hiding, it is no longer a secret.

Lin Yonggui said "um" and asked, "What do you think of this patent fee?"

"First enter the machinery factory account. Then, let's look at the situation." Su Cheng performed very casually.

"Don't you want to fight for it?" Lin Yonggui glanced at Su Cheng in surprise. The 1 million US dollars of public funds made people crazy, let alone private money.

Su Cheng shook his head firmly and said, "There are more ways to make money. It is better not to strive for it."

He thought it very clearly. The ownership of the patent fee is very clear and there is no need to fight for it. The problem is that the amount of the money is too large, and handing it over to the private sector may cause a lot of criticism. Instead of crying and shouting for money, it is better to wait for another two years, so that the melon will naturally fall.

Lin Yonggui could think of what Su Cheng thought of. However, it is one thing to think calmly, and it is another thing to deal with it calmly.

Lin Yonggui was silent all of a sudden, and re-examined the young man in front of him as if he didn't know him.

...

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