Future Phone – Part Two

However, in 2033, this environmental giant fell to illness. According to Chen Siwei’s will, all Dinxin company assets were donated to social charitable organizations. His wife subsequently published the technical documents of those dozen optimized technologies, spreading them worldwide in a short time. From then on, the global building demolition industry officially entered a high-growth stage of environmental protection. The name Chen Siwei resonated worldwide – a giant rising from Chinese soil, an environmental hero who sacrificed everything for environmental causes!

After reading this long, dense introduction, Hao Yunyang’s forehead broke out in a slight sweat. Truly, he had all the technical documents that had tortured Chen Siwei for over a decade.

Moreover, he had several versions – original, improved, optimized, and final versions. One could say Hao Yunyang, this heartless fellow, had once again grabbed the lifeline of an industry giant.

However, after Hao Yunyang completely finished reading the introduction about Chen Siwei, a big question mark rose in his heart: If he were to guide Chen Siwei to complete the first technical development in advance, would this person go crazy like the original history, selling the new technology to the country and then turning back to develop, subsequently selling more than a dozen technologies of immeasurable value for one dollar, and then disappearing for five years?

If that were really the case, Hao Yunyang would not need to find Chen Siwei at all; he would only need to find a more obedient demolition company CEO and give him a taste of sweetness, as they would at least not be so foolish as to throw things away like that.

Hao Yunyang did not dislike Chen Siwei donating the new technology to the country, but he was very dissatisfied with those five years of waiting.

Was there a way to make Chen Siwei complete the project research, submit the new technology to the country, and ensure personal safety without being almost under house arrest?

Hao Yunyang fell into deep thought, constantly pondering various possibilities, but he eliminated them one by one. His purpose was to guide Chen Siwei to complete the project research in advance, but he absolutely did not want Chen Siwei to exchange the first project for money and then return with three hundred million, burying himself in the research institute day and night. Hao Yunyang needed a CEO Chen, not a researcher named Chen!

“Is there a perfect solution?” Hao Yunyang propped his chin and narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 154

[Note: The last paragraph appears to contain some garbled text and seems incomplete or potentially corrupted.]

“Mr. Chen?” Hao Yunyang suppressed the tremor in his heart, trying to make his expression look more natural, and smiled and asked: “Chen Siwei, Mr. Chen?”

“Oh.” The owner of the round, fat face was surprised, looking Hao Yunyang up and down, and said strangely: “Do you know me?”

“Haha, the famous research madman of Taiyuan City, who doesn’t know your name?” Hao Yunyang laughed, not expecting to unexpectedly meet Chen Siwei here!

Fortunately, the purpose of coming this time was to meet Chen Siwei and give him a subtle hint. He had long been prepared to meet Chen Siwei, and his performance was not too bad. Still quite normal.

“It seems my reputation has spread far and wide,” Chen Siwei, currently thirty-six years old and in his prime, had weathered many storms. Although currently mired in difficulties, he would not weaken his presence now. After a calm laugh, the previous lewd expression had disappeared without a trace, and he said leisurely: “Even an outsider like you knows my name and can recognize me at a glance. Your ears are quite sharp, young man.”

“Oh?” Hearing the hidden meaning in Chen Siwei’s words, Hao Yunyang became interested, let out a soft “oh” and asked with a raised corner of his mouth: “How does Mr. Chen know I’m an outsider?”

“First, your accent is not local,” Chen Siwei laughed. “Second, when I came up earlier, I saw the car you were driving, with a Zhejiang license plate. After getting out, you were looking around everywhere, clearly here for the first time. And here, while I can’t say all the wealthy people in Taiyuan have been here, at least 80% have.”

“Hehe, seems like quite a background,” Hao Yunyang chuckled lightly, saying to Chen Siwei: “Mr. Chen comes here often?”

“Can’t help it,” Chen Siwei continued to smile, squinting: “These girls are the most charming in all of Taiyuan. Isn’t it pleasant to come here and relax occasionally?”

“Not busy?” Hao Yunyang’s heart stirred, and he also laughed: “Isn’t it said that Mr. Chen is researching some new building materials? How can you be not busy?”

“As a capitalist, what qualifications do I have to do research?” Chen Siwei was not shy at all, but the next sentence was meaningful: “I hire people to do research. From your appearance, you seem to be interested in these things?”

“Heh, not really interested,” Hao Yunyang also narrowed his eyes, saying a sentence that made Chen Siwei’s face darken: “Just that the technologies you’re developing seem to have been preempted by others.”

“What do you mean?” Chen Siwei’s face suddenly darkened, a cold light flashing in his narrowed eyes. A construction company owner, how could he not have some hidden dealings?

“Nothing special,” Hao Yunyang stood up, casually taking out a business card from his bag and placing it next to Chen Siwei, laughing softly: “Just a friendly reminder that in research, the first to develop something has value. Once you fall behind, you’ll only be eating dust. Here’s my card. Mr. Chen can call me for a meal if you have time. I love freeloading meals.”

Leaving a meaningful smile, Hao Yunyang picked up his things and turned to leave.

Chen Siwei sat in his lounger, squinting and watching Hao Yunyang leave the rest area, his eyes flickering with an inscrutable light, seemingly lost in thought.

About half a minute later, Chen Siwei curled his mouth, casually picking up Hao Yunyang’s business card. It was well-made, but with little useful information. The card’s background was white, with three auspicious clouds intertwined in the middle, and a lifelike dragon roaring, seemingly about to break through the clouds and soar into the sky, majestic.

On this card, there was only a name and a phone number. Nothing else.

“Hao Yunyang,” Chen Siwei muttered, a flash of light crossing his eyes.

“Damn, why show off?” Outside the rest area, Hao Yunyang sighed, carrying a bag in one hand and holding a phone, wearing only a bathrobe with nothing underneath.

Although people walking around, including the massage girls, were wearing thin bathrobes, the exposed parts still made Hao Yunyang uncomfortable. But he couldn’t go far because Wang Shiyu hadn’t returned.

Standing there and smiling bitterly, Hao Yunyang went to the bar, ordered a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes, a plate of Kung Pao chicken, and two bottles of beer, sitting at a nearby dining table, drinking alone.

Fifteen minutes later, Wang Shiyu returned, immediately seeing Hao Yunyang smoking at the table, slowly walking over and lowering his voice: “Boss”

“Hmm?” Hao Yunyang looked up.

“The girls here are expensive.”

Hao Yunyang was stunned: “How much?”

“I only called three, but it cost me six thousand yuan,” Wang Shiyu said somewhat indignantly. “I never paid this much in Africa.”

“White girls?”

A look of heartache crossed Wang Shiyu’s face. After a long sigh: “Black.”

Hao Yunyang was speechless, patting Wang Shiyu’s shoulder with a consoling look, turning towards the changing room, a black and yellow mixed scene floating in his mind, causing him to shiver.

Black!

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