Sundar ended the conversation before Quan Gui was so arrogant that he planned to cross his legs.

It was already clear that at least Sundar was satisfied with the result.

He was not afraid of Quan Guizheng's arrogant guy. He was just an errand runner. Instead, he was afraid of Quan Guizheng's fear of being so timid that he did not dare to promise anything.

That means that this guy has no influence on Don Puding, and this move is a bit wrong.

It’s not a big deal that Sundar has no structure. It’s really the so-called Internet of Things search technology released by Don Pudding is too important to Google. If there is no advertising alliance to provide Google with a steady stream of funds, Google will be done...

For a company that does not see any hope of profit for 90% of its business, or is originally a fun or a future layout, a stable and continuous cash flow is a life-and-death line.

Of course, this does not mean that as a giant-style multinational company president, there is no self-esteem and will make a small person pretend to be in front of him.

So the whole meeting stopped at the right time.

He could see the desire for money and material things in the hearts of this Chinese people.

Of course, Sundar didn't think that Quan Gui was embarrassed like this.

There are many people willing to fall under the pomegranate skirt of Capital. Quan Guizheng is not the first one, and he will definitely not be the last one.

In this era, the charm of capital is almost invincible and few people can resist it.

This is exactly the case.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel gate, Quan Guizheng got into trouble.

I looked at my phone and it was already 2:38 am...

In the past, even if he hadn't been asleep, he wouldn't have the intention to call Don Puding, but at this moment his mind was moving...

Or you should call Don Puding at this time and hear his thoughts. Whether it is good or bad news, you can sell it to Sundar as a favor.

Even if you can't make 30 million, it's good to be able to get hundreds or tens of millions at will.

Quan Guizheng felt that he might not be able to go back to Bangchui Kingdom in the future.

Having offended the big boss of Samsung Group, 80% of the famous companies in the country with the name of the country have already brought him on the blacklist, so he also hopes to rely on his own efforts to buy a house that suits his aesthetic in the Huaxia Jingcheng, which he has already lived with.

As for Quan Guizheng's aesthetic, it is actually very simple, and the requirements for a house are also very simple. There are only two things: one is to live in the city center, and the other is to live in a convenient way. The other is to be large enough, with a villa of more than 200 square meters. It is best to live in a villa in this way, so that friends can be ashamed.

Such a house basically starts at tens of millions of yuan in Beijing.

If you add some hidden requirements, such as it is best to have a new community, the property is good, and it is best to have a school district...

The price is even more beautiful.

So Quan Guizheng was very anxious. When he was middle-aged, he had no anxiety about a house, his lover, and his stable job, urging him to start this business...

But Sundar has not left him much time. No, it should be said that Don Pudding has not left him much time. The whole world knows the meal that Don Pudding invited on the 8th. After that dinner, it is said that the ownership of this technology will be formally negotiated, and now it is the early morning of the sixth.

So the two thoughts clashed fiercely in his mind.

"The opportunity is left to shameless people! Maybe the boss hasn't slept yet?"

"Let's wait. What if the boss is asleep and gets up when he is awakened?"

In this way, Quan Gui, who was in an excited state, never closed his eyes from the time he sat on the Didi special car back to the rental house, and let the two ideas in his mind have the most intense conflict. Until it was dawn and the clock reached eight o'clock, the idea of ​​calling Tang Puding immediately finally gained the upper hand...

"Hey, boss, it's me, Quan Guizheng. This trip to Hijima was very smooth. The first simplified version of the machine has been loaded on the ship and is expected to be delivered to you in half a month!"

...

Don Pudding was not in a very beautiful mood at this time.

Yes, he hasn't gotten up yet.

Of course, it’s not just because Quan Gui makes him unable to sleep well, or that’s all this!

The more important reason is that he is having a strange dream today.

Like everyone's dreams, Don Puding is nothing special in this regard. He can no longer remember the specific scenes in the dream, and only some strange words remain in his mind.

What civilization collapses, what final redemption, what imprints of civilization, what only civilization refuge...

It's so damn!

Based on these words, you can definitely make up for a scene of a disaster and end of the world, which scares Don Pudding.

Finally, he had a little change in his life, and suddenly he was about to end the world? Not to mention that he is still a virgin in this life...

Fortunately, after opening my eyes, the weather was fine, and the world outside the window was quiet. There were no zombies everywhere, nor were there frozen miles. The voices of Comrade Quan were also heard from the phone.

The world is still as beautiful as before.

So after a moment of trance, he had already regained his daily wisdom.

"Okay, Comrade Quan, there is no need to say so much. You don't call me to report on these things. While I'm in a good mood now, I'll quickly tell me what's going on?" Tang Puding asked leisurely.

Since the world has not been destroyed, nothing is a big deal for Tang Puding. He doesn't mind listening to Quan Guizheng's little thoughts.

"Haha, I knew I couldn't hide anything from my boss. This is the case. Yesterday, the boss of Google, Sundar, called me to meet him and promised to give me some money, but asked me to help you plead with me to see if I could transfer the Internet of Things search technology to them."

After a brief introduction, Quan Guizheng recounted the content of what Sundar talked to him yesterday to Don Puding without hesitation.

Speaking of serious matters, Don Puding was silent for a while before saying something: "Then the question is, is this guy Sundar smart? He clearly asked me to do things, why did he stuff you money? Isn't it better to send me money secretly?"

This sentence shocked Quan Guizheng, who was speechless for a moment. It seemed that he had been thinking for a long time before giving an answer that sounded particularly reliable: "Maybe because your requirements are generally higher? Unlike us, we can be happy for a long time by throwing tens of millions of dollars. If you give you hundreds of millions of dollars, you won't feel too much, right?"

"What you said makes sense." Don Puding responded with appreciation, and then asked back: "But why do I think you are criticizing me for being greedy? Am I a greedy person?"

"No, you are not greedy. It is obviously those guys who are unkind and too stingy!" Quan Gui should be justified and decisive in this sentence.

Obviously, Quan Guizheng has already practiced to perfection when and how to express his opinion.

"Well, then you can convey a quote worth tens of millions of dollars to Mr. Pichai. Tell him that although Google's future may be pushed down by other companies on search engines, Google can change its thinking. Ask him if he wants to become a company like Microsoft? A giant company that relies on the future Internet of Things operating system to conquer the world? If Google still has the intention, you can help him operate."

Don Pudding said casually.

"Ah?" Quan Guizheng was stunned. From Tang Puding's words, he probably heard that Google in the future would not be as good as it is now.

"What! I tell you, Comrade Quan, I don't really mind that in this case, you make some money to subsidize your life, but you have to distinguish between the primary and secondary! Trading companies are the foundation of your life, and the capital for you to settle down in this world. Just relying on such a little quick money, you come quickly, but you may go faster!"

Tang Pudding beat him up in a bland manner.

"Don't worry, boss, I can tell this clearly. It's not because of you that people give me the opportunity to make money! Without the help of my boss, I'm nothing!"

Quan Guizheng immediately responded that answering such clichés has become his instinct. He knows more than anyone how dark the man on the phone is...

A provoking man followed him to scold the powerful boss, secretly recorded the audio in advance, and threatened the exposed bitch. Quan Guizheng would not be surprised if he could do so shamelessly.

Yes, Comrade Quan is not afraid of good people, he is afraid of such people who always need someone to persuade him to be kind...

"Hey, I have to say that Quan Gui is a good comrade. Let's do this, your monthly salary will increase by 10% in the future... Well, are you happy?"

Don Puding was very pleased to give praise to Comrade Quan, who was increasingly speaking.

"Wait, boss, will I get a salary in the future?" Quan Gui was excited...

He has been working hard for so long for the miscellaneous academy, but he hasn't really got a penny from Tang Puding. His monthly profits rely on the little commission and subsidies he received when helping the miscellaneous academy do business.

When talking about this, Quan Guizheng wanted to cry again...

Speaking of which, the middleman is doing big businesses worth tens of millions, and the monthly turnover is hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of dollars. The bank managers treat him as a big customer and want to call a few times a day to ask for advice...

Only he himself knows that although the business seems to be too big, the money earned in a month is probably enough to buy a one-square-meter house in Beijing...

What's even more terrifying is that this income is not guaranteed by drought and flood. If the miscellaneous college loses demand, he will no longer be able to play...

If he really gets a salary, at least he can stabilize. I think a big boss like Tang Puding would not be too stingy to pay a salary...

"Oh, by the way, you are not my driver, you are all relying on your own profits and losses. You can make a fortune every order. You don't care about a little salary, so that's it. Remember to have a good talk with Sundar, I'm optimistic about you!" After that, Tang Puding hung up the phone.

It was so scary that he almost took the initiative to bring warmth to the people of Bangcui...

Some heads cannot be opened...

This month I paid Quan Guizheng a salary, but it was cancelled again next month. I always feel strange and seem to be inconsistent.

If every month...

What a joke...

Quan Guizheng is not his father. The miscellaneous college will never raise idle people...

Quan Gui was stunned for a while before he realized...

Nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all.

The salary is zero, add ten percent, and it will be zero...

Thinking about it this way, Quan Gui felt that Tang Puding was not generous enough, so he just added 10,000 times each, and there was no need to spend a penny...

unlucky!

Fortunately, Don Puding did not completely cut off his way to make a fortune, and finally gave him some confidence to make Sundar's money.

Although he could not guess what Tang Pudding sold in his gourd, it did not prevent him from making a good preparation in his heart and then dialing the phone number that Sundar reserved for him yesterday.

"Hey, hello, I am Quan Guizheng, I have important things to find Mr. Pichai."

After a brief introduction, Sundar's familiar voice soon rang in Quan Guizheng's ears.

"Mr. Quan, I really didn't expect to receive your call so soon. Is there any good news?"
To be continued...