Tomorrow, you just need to go to the consignment bank in the market to pay off the money, and then you can get the certificate of the property sold there. After all, it is impossible for normal people to carry around seven thousand energy points with them. With the development of the economy, banks are still
It's really necessary.
Of course, Zhu Tian, who has storage space, is an exception.
Seeing his creditor An Shaohua leave, Kong Jie breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Phew, man, thanks. If it weren't for you, I really don't know how to deal with it."
Zhu Tian pinched the IOU in his hand and glanced at Kong Jie with a half-smile.
"Thank me? It's a little early."
Kong Jie was stunned when he heard this and looked at Zhu Tian in confusion.
"The transfer of creditor's rights does not mean the forgiveness of debt. So, now you owe me seventy energy points."
In an instant, Kong Jie's face, which had finally regained its color, turned pale again.
"I...I have no money."
After holding it in for a long time, Kong Jie finally said these few words.
Zhu Tian was not surprised at all by his answer and shrugged and continued.
"You have two options. You can sell off all the assets in the store at a discount. Considering the current boom in the military industry, there is still a huge gap in metal raw materials. It shouldn't be a problem to sell your gadgets for scrap prices."
When Kong Jie heard that his treasure was going to be sold as scrap, he immediately became anxious and shouted excitedly.
"Impossible! Don't even think about it! These things of mine are worth at least tens of thousands! This is a flight to the new world! Do you understand the value here? Since you are a businessman, there is no way you don't understand it!"
After listening patiently to Kong Jie's words, Zhu Tian smiled evilly and slowly spoke after Kong Jie started to feel creeped out.
"Tens of thousands? The value that is not recognized by the market is just your wishful thinking. I can say that one of my hairs is worth hundreds of millions, but will you buy it? Without buying and selling, there is no value. In my opinion, you are a pile of rubbish.
Iron is not even worth thirty energy points."
"Flying to space? How many energy crystals do I need to invest? How many years does it take? If you do this in a small way, I'm afraid you won't be able to fly out of the solar system even if I give you a hundred years."
"Kaptan b? Are you so sure that the former regime will have a good life there? Are you so sure that you will be warmly welcomed when you fly there?"
"I'm very sorry, I'm a businessman." Zhu Tian repeated the last sentence word for word.
Those words pierced Kong Jie's heart like needles.
He bit his lip until it turned blue.
His heart was filled with anger as his research results were dismissed as worthless, but he could only hold back this anger.
Zhu Tian's words woke him up from his dream.
No one would pay for his ideals. Even if he spent hundreds of energy points, placed an order with mercenaries, and got this set of equipment from the National Planetarium. But no one would recognize the value of these things, because no one would
need.
He began to regret it. If he had not stubbornly abandoned his father's property and devoted himself to the study of aerospace technology, he would not be in such a situation now that he could not afford the rent.
Taking a deep breath, Kong Jie said in a low voice: "Can I hear the second option?"
Finally, he heard a hint of maturity in that voice, and Zhu Tian couldn't help but smile.
An immature ideal really has no investment value, but a mature technician is worth investing in.
"Second option, work for me."
"Working for you?" Kong Jie was stunned and looked at Zhu Tian in confusion: "Working in your factory?"
"No." Zhu Tian stretched out his finger and shook it, then looked directly into Kong Jie's eyes and said, "Come to my survivor base, and I will invest in your space program, but you have to follow my requirements."
Hearing this, Kong Jie glanced at Zhu Tian suspiciously.
"Other survivor bases? Although I haven't been out of Tianyuan Base very often, I don't know anything about the situation outside. Who can guarantee that your base is not a bandit's den? I won't be treated as a slave by you after I enter?"
Zhu Tian smiled, walked forward and patted Kong Jie on the shoulder.
"Slave? Do you know how much it cost to buy a slave in a refugee camp some time ago?"
Kong Jie swallowed and said, "Until the slum refugee trade is stopped, counting the twenty energy points of the slave chip, the unit price of slaves will rise to a maximum of fifty energy points."
"Then do you think it's necessary for me to spend 70 energy points to buy a labor force who hasn't done much menial work?" Zhu Tian spread his hands with a smile: "Besides, I don't intend to discuss it with you and put it in front of you.
There are only two choices.”
"Sell your dream as scrap metal, and then work in a factory to pay off the remaining energy points. Or sell your dream to me, and I will provide you with resources and research directions. And you just need
Put a chip in the back of your neck.”
After listening to Zhu Tian's words, Kong Jie's eyes visibly struggled for a moment, but in the end he sighed as if giving in and spoke under Zhu Tian's satisfied gaze.
"I choose two."
Now that Kong Jie has nodded, the next thing will be easy to handle. Zhu Tian asked him to pack all his things, and then arranged for him to go to the hospital for surgery to implant a slave chip. On the 10th,
To trade with the Zhao Group, just ask Zhao Tianqiang to send people and things along the way.
As for what the store he bought will be used for? Zhu Tian hasn't thought about it yet, but in any case, he hired construction workers to seal up the open roof. After all, winter is coming soon, and the simple shelter
The rain cover is unreliable no matter how you look at it.
In short, the conditions for owning at least 200 square meters of real estate required to invest in Tianyuan Base Bank are met.
Early the next morning, Zhu Tian took Kong Jie to the hospital.
After paying twenty energy points to the hospital. Zhu Tianmu
The doctor took Kong Jie to the end of the corridor. At this moment, he happened to meet five people walking out of the rehabilitation room.
Since chips are implanted in the spinal nerves, electronic components will interfere with the nerves. After the operation, it takes several hours of rehabilitation exercises before being discharged. At this moment, they have obviously completed the rehabilitation project.
Seeing Zhu Tianhou, Chu Zhaonan greeted him from a distance. Chow Tai Fook still had that flattering smile, while Wu Qiang supported his wife and remained silent. As for Zhou Lu, her eyes were a little dull, as if she had received an injection.
Sedated?
"How does it feel?"
"It's okay, let's try your personal terminal." Chu Zhaonan shrugged.
A doctor in a white coat walked over, handed a memory card the size of a fingernail to Zhu Tian's hand, and then hurriedly returned to the operating room.
Zhu Tian held the memory stick and skillfully inserted it into the personal terminal on his wrist. He noticed that while he was reading the memory stick, Chu Zhaonan's eyes kept staring at the progress bar.
"Miss freedom?" Zhu Tian asked jokingly.
Chu Zhaonan smiled and looked away.
"What the hell is freedom? I have been fighting for a certain force from the moment I was born. Now it's just a different place."
The progress bar has been read.
Looking at the words "Slave Chip Connection" that appeared on the screen, Zhu Tian pulled out the memory card and crushed it skillfully.
"Freedom is a good thing. Within the framework of the rules, I will give you enough freedom." Zhu Tian smiled at Chu Zhaonan, and then clicked a few keys on his personal terminal.
Zhu Tian's face appeared on the screen. The image was very clear. At this moment, he was connected to Chu Zhaonan's vision.
Chu Zhaonan stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples: "Is this the optic nerve incision? The slave chip designed by Tianyuan Base is really interesting."
"Isn't there such a thing in Lishui Town?" Zhu Tian said in a relaxed tone, and then clicked to end the cut.
"No, we have more opportunities for long-range combat, and very few opportunities for land combat. Our place is called the 'Dictator Chip', which is mainly enhanced in communication and long-range radio induction systems. But it seems not as stable as this thing. And it is powered by the center of the ship.
The processor is under unified management, and only with authorization will the management authority be handed over to a person's personal terminal." Chu Zhaonan moved his limbs and gradually got used to this feeling.
"What about you?" Zhu Tian looked at the remaining four people and asked with a smile.
Chow Tai Fook, with his dazzling bald head, nodded and smiled: "Hehe, very good! I am loyal to the boss."
Wu Qiang's wife shrank behind Wu Qiang timidly. Wu Qiang patted her hand comfortingly and looked at Zhu Tian seriously: "It's okay."
As for Zhou Lu, she still looked dull.
There are some things that are not convenient to say in public. After confirming that the chip was installed correctly, Zhu Tian led five people to the [Prosthetic Leg Boutique].
After everyone entered, he closed the door smoothly.