"Thank you so much for yesterday. This was the first time I had so much fun. You know, although we, the royal family, have everything, we have a lot of rules."
Mohammed smiled and said to Zhao Gangjun.
"You are my friend, of course I have to let you have fun. How was that woman last night?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"First-rate, very good. We left each other's phone numbers. I will look for her when I come to FJ later. By the way, I also gave her a house. I don't know if this is a courtesy enough. I don't know about you either.
Customs." Mohammed said.
"A house?" Zhao Gangjun asked in surprise.
"Yeah, I have a house here, which my dad bought for me, because my production line will be operating here in FJ for a long time, so I often need to come here." Mohammed said.
"How much?"
"I think it's more than five million, which is not a lot. First of all, can I be polite enough?" Mohammed asked.
"Enough, that's enough."
Zhao Gangjun wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was true that the legendary people were stupid and had too much money.
"That's good. I'm afraid I'm not polite enough. If I embarrass our family, I will be punished when I go back." Mohammed nodded with satisfaction.
"By the way, Mr. Mohammed."
After Zhao Gangjun thought about it for a moment, he said, "I heard that you invested in a helmet production line at FJ?"
"yes."
Mohammed nodded and said, "But it will probably take another month to start production."
"How realistic is it?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"This is confidential."
Mohammed said.
"forget about it."
Zhao Gangjun smiled sheepishly.
"But with friends, there are no secrets."
Mohammed blinked at Zhao Gangjun and said, "The highest degree of fidelity is 78%."
"Seventy-eight percent? How are the sales of helmets around the world now?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"What? Are you interested in this?" Mohammed asked.
"A bit interested." Zhao Gangjun smiled.
"Last year, helmet sales were around 10 million."
Mohammed said, "Among them, the Chinese market accounts for 30%, almost three million."
"So few?" Zhao Gangjun asked doubtfully.
"This is the same as the PS3 and X-box consoles back then. Due to the lack of simulation level and game development, only some game enthusiasts or some experience centers will buy helmets now. Of course, I believe that with the level of simulation,
Coupled with the increase in sales and game development, immersive helmets will definitely usher in an explosive development, which is why I am investing in this area now," said Mohammed.
"The level of realism...if it can reach 90%, do you think more people will buy it?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Ninety percent? That's for sure. We predict that if the level of simulation can reach 80%, helmet sales will increase by 50%, and if it can reach 85%, helmet sales will increase by 50%.
Helmet sales will double, and if it reaches 90%, helmet sales will at least quadruple, which is 40 million units."
Mohammed said.
"What if it's ninety-five percent?"
Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Ninety-five percent? That would be a revolution."
Mohammed said, "It will be a revolution in electronic information. I can't estimate what it will be, but I can guarantee that the first company to develop a chip with 95% fidelity will definitely
Become one of the top ten super companies in the world. But this is impossible. According to the current level of technology, it will take at least several decades to reach that level."
"What if I say that I have a helmet that can achieve more than 95% fidelity?" Zhao Gangjun asked with a smile.
"Impossible, no company can produce a helmet that is 95% realistic." Mohammed shook his head.
Zhao Gangrong just looked at Mohammed with a smile.
After a few seconds, Mohammed's face slowly became serious.
"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Mohammed asked.
"Do you think I am someone who would joke about this kind of thing?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
Mohammed's expression completely changed.
"Show me the helmet."
Mohammed said.
Zhao Gangjun nodded and called the driver downstairs.
Not long after, the driver delivered a big box.
Zhao Gangjun opened the box, took out a helmet, and handed it to Mohammed.
Mohammed didn't say much and put the helmet directly on his head.
after awhile.
Mohammed took off his helmet, looked at Zhao Gangjun, and said, "Sell me this technology."
Zhao Gangjun looked at Mohammed with a smile and said nothing.
"I'll give you 100 billion."
Mohammed said.
Zhao Gangjun still said nothing.
"One hundred and fifty billion, this is the maximum amount that my family can cash out," Mohammed said.
"Mohammed, what do you think more than 100 billion is of use to me?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
Mohammed was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "By the way, you are from the Zhao family, you are not short of money."
"This technology is not mine."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head, looked at Meng Qing beside him, and said, "This belongs to my friend."
"Meng Qing?"
Mohammed looked at Meng Qing in surprise. In his opinion, being able to develop a helmet with a degree of fidelity of 95 would definitely require a huge technical team. How could it be developed by one person?
"Yes."
Zhao Gangjun nodded and said, "So, I have an idea. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it."
"Tell me."
Mohammed said.
"One person can't make enough money."
Zhao Gangjun said, "Qing'er will provide the technology, you will provide the production line, and I will provide the sales channels. The three of us will form a partnership. What do you think?"
"Steel, I won't get involved. If you want to know how to make that chip, I'll just teach you." Meng Qing said quickly.
"You are stupid, this is tens of billions of benefits."
Zhao Gangrong knocked Meng Qing on the head and said, "Don't talk, I will handle it."
Meng Qing touched his head and said nothing.
"Partnership is not impossible."
Mohammed said, "However, there are too many things involved here, and I can't have the final say alone. I need to communicate with my father."
"No problem, but you also know that this thing is now confidential. If the giants in the video game industry know... our business will be difficult to do. I believe they will be very happy to share with us the benefits of this helmet.
The benefits." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
"Give me ten minutes."
After Muhammad finished speaking, he stood up and walked aside.
ten minutes later.
"My father has already agreed. I think, in addition to being good friends, we will also be good partners. What do you think?" Mohammed said.
"The three of us will be very good partners." Zhao Gangjun said, hugging Meng Qing.