Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In the United States, there are two world-famous streets.

One is Wall Street on Manhattan Island, New York, and the other is K Street, located in Washington, D.C.

Because several of the nation ’s most influential lobbying organizations and think tank headquarters are located here, it is often referred to as “the lobby of a street” or “the fourth largest department of the US government”. In public relations departments such as the "Second Embassy". Many major events that have happened in history, as well as upcoming events in the international community, are also closely related here.

Sitting in the office on the corner of K Street, Lawrence holding the phone in his hand nodded.

"... Is the president saying that?"

"Okay, I know."

After briefly speaking, Lawrence hung up the phone and handed the phone to the assistant standing next to him.

Sitting opposite him and watching Lawrence finish the call, Woods raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Is it convenient to ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"I was just calling you ..."

"Chief of Staff."

Chief of Staff!

Woods's pupils on the sofa contracted slightly.

It is not uncommon to be able to get online with the chief of staff. ExxonMobil also has this energy, but let the chief of staff call to report the progress of the matter to him ...

Thinking of this, Woods also smashed his tongue.

No wonder these vampires can always make the right choice. The channels for news acquisition alone, ordinary investment bank managers who watch the news gathering intelligence, and they are not on a heavyweight.

Recalling the report on Black Thursday I have seen the other day, I am afraid that the plunge in the Dow Jones Industrial Index these days has made this guy a lot ...

"What did the White House decide?"

Regarding Woods's inquiry, Lawrence didn't hide it, and said with a small smile.

"Reconsidering the antitrust investigation of Starry Sky Technology is not the time to provoke conflict."

Woods froze slightly, startled.

"That patent--"

"Those that don't belong to you, don't think about it."

Looking at the Texan, Lawrence smiled slightly, although he didn't look down on his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Compared to lobbying the White House, pushing the Ministry of Justice to initiate judicial investigations, buying pass witnesses ... These barbarians use the means to **** the wealth belonging to others, he is more inclined to take advantage of the trend and place bets in promising directions.

To put it bluntly, like horse racing.

The real winner is definitely not the horse that crossed the finish line and the owner who took away the medals and bonuses, but the dealer who won all the chips on the outer plate.

"Damn!"

With his fists clenched tightly, Woods, barely maintaining his grace, gasped, seemingly trying to vent the anger in his chest through that heavy nose.

"Now that the results have come out, I don't need to stay here. Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Woods."

Standing up from the sofa, Lawrence nodded to the assistant next to him, motioned him to drive, and then continued to look at the Woods sitting opposite, "We are interested in the oil field in Paraguay, our analyst I made a prediction that even if every car on the planet is electric in 2040, the oil consumption will only return to the level of 2013, and the oil business will still be profitable. I sincerely recommend that you consider it seriously. Take a look at this project ... "

Looking at Woods who apparently had something to say, Lawrence paused for a moment, and continued with a smile.

"Of course, you don't have to laugh at me immediately. The history lesson in Princeton did not teach me too many investment skills, but thankfully I learned my patience."

Immediately after getting up from the sofa, Woods frowned and asked, "Are you going to leave?"

"Well," Lawrence nodded, raising his left hand and glancing at the time. "At three o'clock, I should almost pass."

"Where?"

"See an old friend."

Lawrence smiled and continued.

"It's been a long time since I heard that he's been mixing well recently."

...

Binghamton University.

Laboratory of Chemistry Department.

Professor Stanley, who was sitting at his desk flipping the newspaper, seemed to be relieved of all the burden, and the whole man was relieved.

It happened that he came back from the outside and saw the expression on his professor's face, and the doctor with glasses asked for a moment.

"What's wrong, professor?"

"Withdrawn."

"Withdrawal?"

"It's okay, it's nothing to do with you," leaving the newspaper aside, Professor Stanley got up from the office chair, stretched his hands to straighten his collar, and said in a good mood, "Which classroom is this afternoon class?"

"A Teaching Building 411 ... Are you going to go in person?"

The doctoral student gave an unexpected glance at the professor.

He usually hates giving lessons to those undergraduates, holding textbooks to explain boring things repeatedly, if not necessary, he can push the courses to assistants and students, and he will never go by himself, and It is so beautiful that real science can only be found in the laboratory.

Now he actually asked to go to class ...

It's almost like the sun hits the west!

"... Recalling occasionally why something is obvious is helpful in inspiring new research ... I forgot who said this sentence, and which famous guy is probably the case, anyway," Suikou Explaining it, Professor Stanley said casually, "Well, anyway, I will come to this class in the afternoon, you can help me sort out the literature ~ www.readwn.com ~ The doctoral student nodded arrogantly.

"Good professor, let me copy the PPT out of my computer ..."

He snorted, and Professor Stanley shrugged dismissively.

"I don't need that stuff. A truly proficient professor only needs one blackboard and one chalk."

Doctor: "..."

Nothing was explained. Professor Stanley, who was in a good mood, picked up the lesson plan on the table, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Looking at the office door closed, the doctoral student was still standing at the desk in a fog, wondering what the nerves of the boss was.

Eyes fell on the newspaper on the table.

With gossip, he took a step forward, secretly unfolded the newspaper on the table, and turned to the page previously read by Professor Stanley.

"The largest IP fraud case in history because ExxonMobil chose to withdraw ..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately remembered, wasn't this the subject of the collaboration between his mentor and ExxonMobil?

ExxonMobil chose to withdraw the case because of insufficient evidence. No matter how you look at it, this is bad news, but your mentor's face shows a relieved expression ...

Suddenly, he thought of a rumor that had been circulating in academia some time ago.

Something that made him sneer ...

"Is the paper six years ago really ..."

His face changed slightly, and he felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary about his mentor. The doctor quickly closed the newspaper, pretending that nothing had happened and put it back in place.

He didn't want justice, he just wanted to graduate from here smoothly.

No matter what the truth is, he intends to bury this secret in his stomach.

At least, before you graduate ...