The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Bolivar didn't know about the lawsuit between Shuichi Akai and Gredo, nor did he know that Shuichi Akai escaped with Gredo and took Gredo to the FBI headquarters.

He is carefully drawing a picture of a mobile phone.

This is Grid's hottest project right now.Multifunctional mobile phone.

When Grid was not developed, Bolivar first drew a copy of everything, made a prototype, handed it over to the R&D personnel for disassembly, analysis, imitation, and finally imitated the finished machine and put it on the market.

As for how the prototype came about, people who know the inside story will not dig into the root of the problem, and half-understanders think it is a commercial secret, and will not ask in detail.Grid's half-black and half-white features are more suitable for Bolivar to fish in troubled waters. In the end, very few people questioned him.

This has also led to the replacement of various products of Grid very quickly, almost every few weeks.

It is very difficult to develop a new thing, but if there is a template, it will be much easier to deduce how this thing is made.

That's how Grid's Millikin branch grew.

Now Bolivar has brought all the successful research and R&D teams of the Millikin branch to Neon to seize the market.

The one he is drawing now is a very popular mobile phone that was supposed to be launched in 2000.The quality was excellent, and at the time, people who bought the phone claimed they could crack walnuts with it, were durable, and feature-rich.Compared with the phone Gin got before, the memory has increased a lot, and a few casual games have been installed, and you can connect to the Internet to query information, but the interface display is still very simple, and the screen is also small.

But for the current market, it is already a novel and advanced thing.As for touch-screen mobile phones, tablets, and ultra-thin ones, they are still too advanced, and the technology can't keep up, so we need to squeeze the wool out of the market bit by bit.

Bolivar blew on the rubber foam on the picture quality and tore up the whole sheet of paper. A brand new mobile phone fell off and was caught by Bolivar.

He put the phone in his bag, organized his papers, and mixed a salad for breakfast.

Everything was ready, at eight o'clock in the morning, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door, and a call came from Curacao: "Boss, I'm here."

"Okay." Bolivar faced the mirror, straightened his tie for the last time, and took a deep breath.

He pushed open the door, and there was a black car parked outside the courtyard, and the driver was Curacao.The white-haired girl smiled at him.

The house he is currently in is about the same size as Millikin's house, and it is conveniently located in a residential area near Tokyo University, opposite to the police headquarters.Feng Shui is very good.

Bolivar was silent for a while when he knew that the last one that Lars prepared for all the staff was opposite the headquarters of the Neon Police Department.But he doesn't panic, he is a very fair and law-abiding resident.

"There is a meeting dinner with Suzuki at six o'clock this afternoon." Curacao discussed today's itinerary with Bolivar while driving.

"Well, I know this. After all, the other party is a giant in the neon industry." Bolivar said, "Because of the situation and reason, we should all pay a visit."

"There is no arrangement at noon, but Manager Russ..."

When Bolivar came to Neon, Russ successfully resumed his original position and became the manager of the branch by virtue of his excellent report and investigation results.

"Manager Russ said that he contacted a local entertainment company, which is very good." Curacao said with hesitation, "Miss Kyoko Mogami and Miss Miyano Akemi are artists of this company, although they They're all rookies, but they're very talented, and they should be big hits soon."

"They are willing to cooperate with us and endorse the sales of Grid in Neon's homeland." Curacao said, "Lars has sent the relevant report to your mailbox, please take the time to check it."

"...I see." Bolivar pressed his eyebrows. He felt that things had been getting smoother and smoother recently. Before he could make excuses, Lars pulled Miyano Akemi in, and there was Mogami Kyoko?This name sounds familiar, so it should also be the heroine there?

But Miyano Akemi and Akai Shuichi.Bolivar clicked on the phone, and there was a new text message from Garcia yesterday.

It records in detail how Bellmode, Gin and others chased and intercepted Shuichi Akai, but in the end Shuichi Akai was lucky enough to escape from the encirclement like a god.

Every time when they are about to succeed, there will always be people of one kind or another entering randomly, disrupting the plan of the black organization, and making their beheading operation fail.

Garcia schemingly hid his traces in the text message, as well as the true and false Judy, only showing Bolivar the tenacity and luck of Akai Shuichi.

Seeing this record, Bolivar frowned.He has always known that Conan's world is unscientific, and there is such a thing as the protagonist's halo.Protagonists and supporting characters such as Conan and Mao Lilan will never die no matter how much they get into trouble, and important supporting characters will never have problems before the plot node arrives because of the halo problem.All the protagonists and supporting roles, when they are in danger, may do a lot of actions that violate Newton's theorem and piss off countless physicists, commonly known as cheating at any time.

This behavior is disgusting.If you want to design something, but find that the other party can hack at any time, but you have to abide by the rules of the game, even if your own strength is several times that of the other party, there will be problems of one kind or another, and you cannot control the situation in your own hands inside.

In front of them, I feel that my abilities are too scientific, with too many restrictions, and I can't do whatever I want at all.

With a little dissatisfaction on his face, Bolivar deleted the text message.

Conversely, it's a good thing that things don't go wrong, and in a way, they can take advantage of being blessed to do some dangerous things.

In short, we have to explore carefully.Bolivar took out his notepad and crossed out one item.

However, can he change the historical node?Bolivar was originally [-]% to [-]% sure, but after seeing this text message, it was reduced to [-]% to [-]%.

We are about to reach the next historical node.

The black car stopped, and Curacao reminded softly: "Boss, it's time to arrive."

"Well, let's go." Bolivar recovered from his own thoughts, and he grabbed the briefcase beside him.

"The main task this morning is to select a site."

"Site selection for Dorobiga Paradise."

"Here are the companies that are currently interested in selling or leasing land, along with the location and details of their land."

Curacao handed another file bag to Bolivar: "Some companies have sent representatives, and they are in the conference room right now."

Bolivar paused when he took the document, and he raised his head: "Wait a minute, I remember that Russ went out this morning and said he was going to LMD? Is that the name? Go to this company to discuss future cooperation projects."

"Yes. LMS company." Curacao smiled politely, "Manager Luchuan is receiving them now."

"..." Hearing this, Bolivar raised his head and took over the document, "Don't look at the document yet, go and rescue... Luchuan?"

The entire meeting room was buzzing, there were tables and chairs arranged everywhere, and people in the room were discussing in a hurry.In addition to the staff of Grid, there are also representatives sent by various companies.

Bolivar saw Zhu Fu Jingguang surrounded in the middle from a distance. He looked very pitiful, surrounded by those company representatives who had their own ideas. They seemed to want to persuade Zhu Fu Jingguang, or from Zhu Fu Jingguang's mouth Pack some information.

These people think that Grid is a big fish, and they can find out the weakness of Lu Chuanguang in a few words. They bully the opponent who doesn't understand the market, but they brag about how excellent their own land is, how good it is everywhere, what kind of golden zone, and the rent is cheap. There is a university town near here, and a wealthy residential area near that.

When there are more people and more mouths to speak, disputes will arise.In addition to promoting themselves, those people also began to attack competitors.

You said that the income of the residents near this site is high?I refute that your residents are all old men and old ladies, and they will never come here to spend.You said your price is cheap, but I pointed out that the traffic in that area is inconvenient.

In short, the entire meeting room seemed to be stuffed with seven or eight hundred ducks, making people's brains hurt from the noise.

At some point, bidding and negotiations are not serious, and it is common for competitors to curse at each other and bring in private goods.It is even possible to bargain at the negotiating table and pull each other over these few cents.

This is a pain for Zhu Fu Jingguang. He was originally a meek person, not good at arguing with them on price issues, and he couldn't say picky and harsh words. Dewei Nuo Nuo couldn't say a complete sentence.

When Bolivar came in, Zhu Fu Jingguang's forehead was covered with cold sweat.Seeing Bolivar, Zhu Fu Jingguang let out a long sigh of relief, his face turned from cloudy to clear in an instant, and he quickly said, "Boss!"

Hearing this sentence, the company representatives around him were silent for a second, and turned their heads one after another, and those inquiring eyes, whether overt or covert, cast their eyes on Bolivar.

The corner of Bolivar's mouth curled, and he nodded to Zhu Fu Jingguang, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth were slowly flattened, and the aura around him also cooled down.

This made the middlemen or company representatives with smiles on their faces slightly stiff, and the steps that were going to get closer stopped.

When he is not smiling, Bolivar still looks very bluffing, belonging to the kind of indifference that no one suspects that he is not a member of the black organization.

"I see." Bolivar watched the surrounding gradually quiet down, showing a fake smile, "Everyone's suggestions are very good, we will patiently consider all of your opinions. Please wait patiently."

"I believe that as Grid's future partners, everyone is a person of quality and self-cultivation, and they don't even have the basic self-cultivation of not interjecting when others are talking. After all, children in kindergarten know this. reason."

Surrounded in the middle, Zhu Fu Jingguang was finally able to escape. He breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his wrinkled clothes just now.

"This is all the information received so far."

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