Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 151: A -year-old programmer looks like a -year-old grandfather

"I didn't want him to mess around with these things, but I only have this one son, and since he likes it, I'll give it a try..."

They arrived at the door of the heir of the last holy artifact. It was also opened by an old man. This man was a bit talkative, but obviously much gentler. He always had a smile on his face when he talked about his son. It was obviously a loving family.

Compared with the second-generation Demon King’s grandfather’s house, it’s like the difference between a dark ditch and the sunshine, which makes people feel much more comfortable.

"This is Henry. The one who wants to start a business is his son. His son is very young this year and is only in the third grade at school." Taber introduced He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei as he walked in.

"???" He Songling was full of surprise. "According to your school rules, third graders are only thirteen or fourteen years old, right? This person gave birth to a child at the age of fifty?"

"What nonsense!" Henry was obviously dissatisfied. He poked his head out of the inner room and said, "I'm only 40 after my birthday this year!"

?

Now even Zhang Zhiwei has a question mark.

"You, forty?" The two of them looked at Henry's head, which was barely even a bald head, and sucked their teeth.

"Mr. Henry, I want to remind you that falsely reporting your age is a dishonest act, which may affect our cooperation."

"Go to hell! I'm only forty this year, no, thirty-nine, no matter who comes, I'm thirty-nine too! This is my citizen information card, issued by the Magic Association, take a look!" Henry threw a card over angrily.

When the two looked at each other, they found that it was true; their birth dates matched.

He Songling instantly had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen that 25-year-old programmer on the Internet in his previous life.

No wonder his son wants to research shampoo.

Reasonable, too reasonable.

He Songling patted Henry on the shoulder to show his understanding, but Henry, in anger, shook him off.

"Fremont, come out, the person you are looking for is here!"

Even the most loving family cannot stand having their secrets exposed in public. Henry shouted and ran to the inner room.

Fortunately, their house is different from the devil's grandfather's house. It is a decent single-family house with yards in front and back. Otherwise, Henry would have nowhere to hide.

"Hello." Not long after, a little boy with black hair came out.

This is the savior grandpa.

After having just met the devil grandfather, He Songling met the savior grandfather, which made him feel very evil.

"Hello, Fremont. You meet Taber. I'm He Songling, and this is Zhang Zhiwei, the major shareholder of the Nisheng Group. I heard that you need investment, right? We can talk about it in detail."

"Mr. Taber, Mr. He, Mr. Zhang." Little Fremont was very polite. He stepped forward and half bowed one by one, and then said, "It's like this. Actually, I did this because of my father's influence."

"Yeah, that makes sense." The three of them nodded in unison. "You misunderstood. It's not what you think."

Flemont hurriedly stopped the three people from thinking: "My father condemned those officials in the Magic Association. He said that we have extraordinary power, but we can't help them survive the war, and we can't even protect them from a few deaths. This is our sorrow.

So I thought, I can’t do big things yet, but maybe I can use the power of magic to help people get rid of some troubles in life.”

Flemont took out a small glass bottle from the house, which contained a sticky liquid. "I discovered this by chance in the Potions class. I have already applied for a patent for it. It is under the guardianship of my father. Now I want to seek investment for production. I hope you gentlemen can help me."

"Great, it can help promote hair growth, prevent oily hair, and prevent hair loss. It's a very good thing." After all, he had learned how to make Qi poison from Tang Sect, and the third level of reverse growth required breaking up the body, so he had a very good understanding of the body structure. He Songling used Qi to explore this bottle of magic potion and understood the effect of it.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking that if he could meet the man who looked like Snape brought by Taber at the Luotian Grand Ceremony in Longhu Mountain in the 21st century, he would definitely recommend this thing to him.

"Let's set up a company in your name. I have two requirements. First, the Nisheng Group must hold 95% or more of the shares, and we will be responsible for laying out all sales channels and shipping for overseas sales. Second, you need to put it into secular production as soon as possible."

He Songling felt no guilt at all for bullying a child, and he opened his mouth like a lion: "Here I'll give you a suggestion, have you heard of Coca-Cola?

Hold the formula that only you can produce in your hands, produce it on a small scale, and then dilute it into large packages. This ensures production efficiency and prevents the disclosure of patent secrets. "

“f***!”

Hearing this, Henry rushed in from outside and cursed He Songling without any courtesy: "Damn Oriental guy, you can suck blood better than us Western vampires. You own 95% of the shares, and more. Why don't you go and rob it!"

"Robbery is not as profitable as this." He Songling spread his hands and said, "Excuse me, your family's business acumen is very average. Being simple is not a bad thing, but in business, you will only be eaten up by others."

He Songling vaguely remembered that there was such a thing. The story of the Potter family's rise to wealth in "Harry Potter" was that Harry's grandfather sold the shampoo formula and obtained gold coins.

Although this is a world under one person, the setting of the Western side is basically the same as that of Harry Potter. You can tell from Henry's straightforward character and Fletmont's stupid behavior of taking out the original liquid directly for himself and others to see.

"That's better than you just taking it away." Henry said dissatisfiedly.

"Let me do the math for you. I said your family is not good at running this business. Do you admit it?"

"Hmm." Although Henry wanted to deny it, he couldn't deceive himself and could only hum in a muffled voice.

"Yes, if the business is not going well, in the end, when Fremont grows up, you can just sell the formula directly. It's a one-time deal, how much money can you make, fifty thousand? Or one hundred thousand? If you cooperate with me, I will value the company at millions."

He Songling counted on his fingers and said, "Even if it's only 5%, you still have 250,000. Moreover, this market will increase year by year with the development of the times. In a hundred years, the market value may reach hundreds of millions." He didn't dare to say tens of billions, for fear that Henry would think he was exaggerating.

"Ah, this...you...me...this..." Unexpectedly, Henry was not moved. Instead, he and his son scratched their heads, as if they had encountered something difficult to decide.

"Still not satisfied? It doesn't matter, we can talk about it again." He Songling is very tolerant towards partners who really have something.

"That's not the case. The main thing is...we don't understand how you calculated the account." Henry looked at He Songling helplessly.

"puff!"

(End of this chapter)