When you are weak, you have to use all your strength to move a brick.
When you are strong, it is easy to move a mountain.
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About twenty minutes later, Ren Zhong met the delegation from Locke Group.
Unlike the other four companies, Ren Zhong has never had any dealings with Locke Group. The two parties basically didn't understand each other, so there were more people from the Locke Group this time, a total of eight people, five men and three women.
In the past, Ren Zhong had interacted a lot with black-haired, black-eyed yellow people with Chinese surnames. He once thought that there were only Chinese people on the Origin Star.
Later, Ren Zhong met a blond and blue-eyed "foreigner" in the Qishan Desert tribe. He changed his perception and determined that it was because his activity area was too narrow and his knowledge was not comprehensive enough.
Later, Ren Zhong visited more people, learned about the conditions in cities and towns around the world on Source Star, and gradually came into contact with many other races. But in most areas, people who have more social resources basically have Han surnames.
Ren Zhong analyzed the reason, and it should be due to the bloodline inheritance of the nine frozen elders. Later, he came into contact with Hewitt Augustus and determined that there were "foreigners" among the nine major groups.
Of the eight people sitting in front of him now, only two have typical Asian features, while the other six all have obvious European and American features. Their Mandarin is surprisingly fluent.
"Hello, Mr. Ren, I am Frederick Locke, Minister of Commerce of Locke Group. These are my assistants..."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with fluffy red hair, a hooked nose, and sunken eye sockets, and he looked a bit stern.
Ren Zhong: "Hello, Mr. Frederick, hello everyone."
As a Yuanxing energy giant, Locke Group has not developed fossil energy or nuclear energy. Its main products are batteries of various specifications. Its main business is the production, recycling, repair and recharging of batteries. As for the energy source for recharging, according to historical records, before interstellar trade, the resources were basically dominated by the beasts. Some dischargeable beasts served as human generators, and some beast chips became the core components of the battery. However, with the gradual increase in the population of Source Star, the original resources of ruin beasts are no longer enough to meet the needs.
At about this time, the Yersun Group brought back a large integrated generator from space, and also brought a large number of ultra-durable battery cell semi-finished parts. Since then, under the impact of alien black technology, Locke Group has completed a comprehensive transformation and built dozens of large-scale rechargeable space stations in space relying on integrated generators. These space stations provide most of the energy required for the operation of the entire Source Star civilization.
These powered space stations orbit the Source Sun, are unmanned, and have never malfunctioned. The instruction manual provided by Empire also contains a clear warning that unauthorized disassembly is prohibited, otherwise there is a risk of explosion. Locke Group strictly complied with the requirements in the instructions and implemented the use principle to the extreme.
Frederick opened a file and said: "Mr. Ren Zhong. We noticed that you are developing internal combustion engines and developing large quantities of oil and coal resources, right?"
Ren Zhong: "Yes. And currently I have reached cooperation with Tanggu Group, Amethyst Mining, Yuanxing Military Industry and Shenxun Group."
Frederick: "You already said this when you communicated with us two hours ago."
Ren Zhong: "Yes."
Frederick: "But we have different views on this. You should know that you are trying to enter the territory of our Locke Group. In fact, even if you don't contact us today, we will find you in two days."
Ren Zhong: "Huh?"
Frederick: "We ask you to stop developing oil and coal resources, and stop developing internal combustion engines and steam engines."
Frederick Locke's wording was very connotative, not "hope" but "demand", leaving no room for serious discussion.
"But the energy quota provided by your company is no longer enough to meet my development needs." Ren Zhong said without changing his expression.
Frederick: "If we determine that you have demand, we can increase the battery quota for you. As long as you stop developing internal combustion engines."
Ren Zhong asked with a smile: "What if I refuse?"
"Then we may have to completely cut off the battery supply to you."
As Frederick said these words, the atmosphere in the scene suddenly took a turn for the worse.
Ren Zhong's face also fell, "I can promise not to sell internal combustion engines, nor to sell fuel and coal to others, only for my own use. This will not affect you, right? Mr. Frederick, don't you think you are too strong? Is that enough? I need a reasonable reason."
Frederick Locke turned his head and looked at a middle-aged woman next to him who seemed to have dyed purple hair.
The woman's name is Riley Lee, a biracial woman who works as an environmental resources assistant under the Ministry of Commerce.
Riley Lee pulled out a document and projected it on the conference room wall, "According to our estimates, if you exploit and use a large amount of oil and coal resources in the atmosphere and continue to increase the scale, there will be significant changes within five years. The air quality of Yuanxing affects the stability of Yuanxing’s ecosystem.”
"What?" Ren Zhong was confused on the spot, "Don't all counties and other residential areas have canopy systems to ensure air quality? Is there such a thing? Is it possible that you still care about the quality of life of the deserted people?"
He thought it was ridiculous.
Under the exploitation of these citizens, it is difficult for the desert people to even survive. At this time, a high-ranking citizen suddenly appeared and was concerned about air quality, which made Ren Zhong feel particularly absurd.
Riley Li didn't pay attention to Ren Zhong's surprise, and just clicked the button to change the picture on the projection screen. On the screen is a statistical table of citizens' travel destinations, "I'm not talking about deserters. According to statistics, more than 70% of citizens go out to towns and natural scenic spots for vacation every year on average. Poor air quality will affect this the health of some citizens.”
Ren Zhong: "..."
On a planet where the average life expectancy is only over 40 years old, a person is talking to himself about physical health.
When the topic reached this point, no one needed to explain. Ren Zhong already understood the other party's true intention. These are all fabricated excuses in order to limit their overall development and hold the energy lifeline in their hands.
Ren Zhong looked at Frederick Locke again, "Mr. Frederick, is there still room for negotiation in this matter? Can you play a decisive role in this matter?"
Frederick was a little unhappy, "Of course."
Ren Zhong suddenly narrowed his eyes, "In other words, if we negotiate well, I can still develop internal combustion engines and get more energy modules from your company at the same time?"
Frederick looked at Ren Zhong with stunned eyes: "Are you threatening me? Why should I agree?"
Ren Zhong shrugged, "I mean if...if...if...the result I mentioned is possible? With your power, Mr. Frederick, can you do it?"
Frederick: "Yes, but it seems you should calm down for a while."
Ren Zhong took a step back and distanced himself slightly, "Now I am cooperating with Shenxun Group and Yuanxing Military Industry to complete the recovery plan. They are obliged to solve my worries. I am just a small local wealthy businessman and I have no respect for your company. Cause any threat. I think it’s you who should calm down, you are too overbearing.”
Frederick Locke suddenly became nervous.
His intuition told him that something was going to happen, but his reason told him that this was in Xia Yuanjing City, and he was an eighth-level citizen. No matter how crazy Ren Zhong was, there was no way he could do anything to him.
He didn't quite understand where this sense of threat came from.
The next moment, Ren Zhong suddenly exploded a bomb.
A harsh scream was heard in the room, and Ren Zhong, holding a dagger, suddenly rushed forward.
Just five seconds later, Ren Zhong suddenly attacked and killed all seven other people in the conference room, leaving only the artist Frederick Locke.
Looking at the blood splattering on the wall, Frederick trembled and pointed at Ren Zhong, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Even if there is no 'net' now, others will definitely know that you killed us, and you will be sentenced Death penalty! Even if you are related to the recovery plan, you will definitely be sentenced to death! My brother will not let you go!"
Ren Zhong walked in slowly, "Maybe, but I don't care. I just want to chat more with you."
Frederick: "What are you talking about?"
Ren Zhong: "Talk about life. Talk about ideals. Talk about the little secrets in your heart."
About half an hour later, Ren Zhong killed Frederick Locke with a knife. Afterwards, he quietly closed the conference room door, returned to the villa at an extremely fast speed, took away the box containing the Chifeng Armor, and went straight to the Xiayuanying City Spaceship Dock.
Fifteen minutes later, the alarm sounded loudly at the Yersin Hotel, but at this time the heavy responsibility had already driven the personal airship away.
During this period, he received a communication from Ying Hao.
Ying Hao angrily asked him what he was thinking and why he wanted to destroy his future. However, Ying Hao refused to scold Ren Zhong, but told Ren Zhong that he would try his best to mediate, and even went to the association's military headquarters in person to request that the military headquarters could only capture him alive and not kill him directly.
Later, Ren Zhong also received a notice from Ma Xiacheng, who asked him to quickly go to Shendu City.
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Frederick Locke turned his head and looked at a middle-aged woman next to him who seemed to have dyed purple hair.
The woman's name is Riley Lee, a biracial woman who works as an environmental resources assistant under the Ministry of Commerce.
Riley Lee pulled out a document and projected it on the conference room wall, "According to our estimates, if you exploit and use a large amount of oil and coal resources in the atmosphere and continue to increase the scale, there will be significant changes within five years. The air quality of Yuanxing affects the stability of Yuanxing’s ecosystem.”
"What?" Ren Zhong was confused on the spot, "Don't all counties and other residential areas have canopy systems to ensure air quality? Is there such a thing? Is it possible that you still care about the quality of life of the deserted people?"
He thought it was ridiculous.
Under the exploitation of these citizens, it is difficult for the desert people to even survive. At this time, a high-ranking citizen suddenly appeared and was concerned about air quality, which made Ren Zhong feel particularly absurd.
Riley Li didn't pay attention to Ren Zhong's surprise, and just clicked the button to change the picture on the projection screen. On the screen is a statistical table of citizens' travel destinations, "I'm not talking about deserters. According to statistics, more than 70% of citizens go out to towns and natural scenic spots for vacation every year on average. Poor air quality will affect this the health of some citizens.”
Ren Zhong: "..."
On a planet where the average life expectancy is only over 40 years old, a person is talking to himself about physical health.
When the topic reached this point, no one needed to explain. Ren Zhong already understood the other party's true intention. These are all fabricated excuses in order to limit their overall development and hold the energy lifeline in their hands.
Ren Zhong looked at Frederick Locke again, "Mr. Frederick, is there still room for negotiation in this matter? Can you play a decisive role in this matter?"
Frederick was a little unhappy, "Of course."
Ren Zhong suddenly narrowed his eyes, "In other words, if we negotiate well, I can still develop internal combustion engines and get more energy modules from your company at the same time?"
Frederick looked at Ren Zhong with stunned eyes: "Are you threatening me? Why should I agree?"
Ren Zhong shrugged, "I mean if...if...if...the result I mentioned is possible? With your power, Mr. Frederick, can you do it?"
Frederick: "Yes, but it seems you should calm down for a while."
Ren Zhong took a step back and distanced himself slightly, "Now I am cooperating with Shenxun Group and Yuanxing Military Industry to complete the recovery plan. They are obliged to solve my worries. I am just a small local wealthy businessman and I have no respect for your company. Cause any threat. I think it’s you who should calm down, you are too overbearing.”
Frederick Locke suddenly became nervous.
His intuition told him that something was going to happen, but his reason told him that this was in Xia Yuanjing City, and he was an eighth-level citizen. No matter how crazy Ren Zhong was, there was no way he could do anything to him.
He didn't quite understand where this sense of threat came from.
The next moment, Ren Zhong suddenly exploded a bomb.
A harsh scream was heard in the room, and Ren Zhong, holding a dagger, suddenly rushed forward.
Just five seconds later, Ren Zhong suddenly attacked and killed all seven other people in the conference room, leaving only the artist Frederick Locke.
Looking at the blood splattering on the wall, Frederick trembled and pointed at Ren Zhong, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Even if there is no 'net' now, others will definitely know that you killed us, and you will be sentenced Death penalty! Even if you are related to the recovery plan, you will definitely be sentenced to death! My brother will not let you go!"
Ren Zhong walked in slowly, "Maybe, but I don't care. I just want to chat more with you."
Frederick: "What are you talking about?"
Ren Zhong: "Talk about life. Talk about ideals. Talk about the little secrets in your heart."
About half an hour later, Ren Zhong killed Frederick Locke with a knife. Then, he quietly closed the door of the conference room, returned to the villa at an extremely fast speed, took away the box containing the Chifeng Armor, and went straight to the Xiayuanying City Spaceship Dock.
Fifteen minutes later, the alarm sounded loudly at the Yersin Hotel, but at this time the heavy responsibility had already driven the personal airship far away.
During this period, he received a communication from Ying Hao.
Ying Hao angrily asked him what he was thinking and why he wanted to destroy his future. However, Ying Hao refused to scold him, but told Ren Zhong that he would try his best to mediate, and even went to the association's military headquarters in person to demand that the military headquarters could only capture him alive and not kill him directly.
Later, Ren Zhong also received a notice from Ma Xiacheng, who asked him to quickly go to Shendu City.
