Whether ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, when we first met, everyone was accustomed to "judging people by their appearance".

Because among the five senses of human beings, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and "eyes" are in front.

It is also because a person's "appearance" is the most intuitive and can show a lot of information.

For example, age.

A person's age can reflect a lot of things.

Age can't do much fake, and it is impossible for a person to have some things that require time to accumulate before a certain age.

For example, knowledge and experience.

In the United States, the average graduation age for a doctorate is 33 years old. Therefore, if a minor half-sized guy calls himself a doctorate, either he is lying or he is a genius who has made millions of creampie. And usually, it is the former.

Of course, "judging people by appearance" is a derogatory term after all, and is undesirable. Taking it as a criterion, there will always be a day when something goes wrong.

Chester Carlson at this moment.

In order to increase the success rate of Carl's persuasion of Carlson, Evan prepared a "tip" for him before he went to New York. The tip was not a clever plan, but a design drawing related to "electronic photography".

Carl suddenly came to find Carlson and said he was interested in cooperation. He was not going to agree. Compared to an unknown person like Carl who suddenly appeared, Carlson wanted to cooperate with large companies with strong capital. Even though he had already hit a wall in front of these companies several times.

But when Carl gave out the "tip", Carlson quickly surrendered.

The reason is that Carlson's research has been stuck in the process from theory to actual products for a long time. Although the design drawings given by Carl are obviously only one part, they are very helpful to Carlson. Therefore, whether for his own interests or for his years of hard work, Carlson's choice is obvious.

After signing with Carl, Carlson was obsessed with design drawings and wanted to communicate with its maker or development team as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Carl told him: "The picture is the boss's work, and he asked me to come to you. You don't have to hurry, you will get what you want after you arrive in California. You can have a night chat with him at that time!"

At that time, Carlson was guessing what kind of person he, the mysterious boss, was. In Carlson's imagination, he should be a middle-aged man with a science and engineering background, otherwise the pictures he made would not be so beautiful; he might have worked in a large company, which can explain why he knew about Carlson; he had a little savings, otherwise he would not be able to support this research.

However, when Carlson came to California and saw his boss whom he had been obsessed with, he was stunned.

This day is remembered forever by Carlson.

He almost failed to guess, except for being rich.

What appeared in front of him was Evan, who was less than sixteen years old, but the childishness on his face remained betrayed his age.

Before Carl introduced him, Carlson thought he was a working waiter.

At this age, Carlson could not associate him with the word "BOSS" in any way.

So there was the scene that blurted out before.

After a brief embarrassment, everyone got into Carl's Ford. Carl was the driver, the only lady, Helen, was in the passenger seat, and the other three were crowded in the back row.

Maybe it was unbelievable, maybe it was to try the authenticity, Carlson couldn't wait to talk about "electronic photography" with Evan in the car.

Similarly, perhaps seeing Carlson's intentions, or to prove himself, Evan happily communicated with Carlson.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and they were all excited in an instant.

There is a saying that goes: "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Another saying goes: "It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk."

Whether the belly is in stock can’t be fake in front of professionals.

In this way, after a few rounds and turns, Carlson's suspicion disappeared, replaced by the joy of meeting comrades and the urgency to start work as soon as possible and experiment with new ideas.

According to the original plan, after receiving the person, Carl would take Carlson and his group to the prepared house, let them settle down first, then go to the hotel in the evening to hold a banquet to welcome them. He would go to the laboratory the next day.

However, Carlson, who had met Evan too late, even asked to go to the laboratory in the car. After Evan said he was not in a hurry to persuade Helen, Carlson gave up the idea.

The house that Carl prepared was on I Street, adjacent to H Street where the official residence was located. The house was a two-story building with a yard. It was rented by Carl. It had all the furniture and everything else, and you could move in with your bag. After seeing it, Carlson expressed his satisfaction.

After seeing the house and confirming that there was no major problem, Evan and Carl left. Carlson and the others took the train for such a long time and were tired from the journey, so they naturally needed a little rest so that they could have the energy to attend the evening reception banquet.

Lunch Evan was settled with Carl in Alphabet's office.

I ate pizza.

The two of them were having a meal and talking.

Carl first praised his boss and said, "Evan, your communication with Carlson is very effective, and it seems that he is completely convinced."

Evan smiled embarrassedly and said modestly: "Luckily, I made preparations in advance."

"Carlson is really amazing, he is a talented person. It is hard to imagine that his job is actually a patent lawyer."

Carl said: "No, no, no, compared to Evan, Carlson is not very good. You should know that you are just a high school student now and can already communicate with Carlson with a double degree in physics and law. I can't imagine how powerful you will be in a few years."

"And you already have two inventions in your hand, worth hundreds of thousands, and Carlson's invention is still losing money."

"No, in the long run, Carlson's invention is much more valuable than instant noodles and suitcases," Evan said.

Carl said: "But it belongs to you now."

Evan corrected: "No! It still belongs to Carlson, but I, to be precise, have exclusive authorization from Alphabet."

Carl said: "One meaning is that I don't know how much money and time we need to invest? Before it can become a product and sell it."

Evan glanced at Carl and said, "You've been holding this question in your mind for a long time, right?"

The trick was discovered, and Carl smiled embarrassedly: "Please forgive me, I just want to have a conclusion in my heart."

As Evan himself said, Alphabet belongs not only to him, although he contributed all the valuable goods under the name of this company, and he accounts for the vast majority of the company's shares.

However, small shareholders are also shareholders. If they are shareholders, they can care about the interests of the company.

This is human nature, and Evan has nothing to say.

Evan thought for a while and replied: "It will take about three to five years to produce the product. As for the investment, it will cost about 100,000 yuan a year, which may be a little less in the first few years, and it will take more when the product is released later. After all, it will be necessary to build a factory and recruit workers or something."

Hearing the data given by Evan, Carl breathed a sigh of relief. It was not too outrageous. "So, the 500,000 Ichiki Ando paid is enough to support it until then."

At this time, Evan shook his head at Carl, "Carl, who told you that there is only the project 'electronic photography'?"

Carl was stunned at first, then seemed to think of something and asked, "That Rubik's Cube?"

"I've answered correctly, but unfortunately there was no prize!" Evan snapped his fingers, wiped the cheese at the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and ordered: "When the laboratory is on track, it's the turn of the 'Rude Cube'."

"I understand!" Carl nodded and agreed, and asked habitually: "How much do you think the Rubik's Cube should be sold? Give it a standard, I have a basic concept."

"Sell?" Evan waved his hand and corrected, "I won't sell patents this time, I will produce them myself."

"So, Carl, give you a mission."

Carl opened his mouth in surprise, "Can I refuse?"

Evan ignored the deaf ears, "Help me register another company, which is considered a subsidiary of Alphabet, and mainly sells toys. Well, you will also leave the recruitment of people to you, you need relevant experience..."

"As the company name, the first product is the Rubik's Cube, which has six sides...it's called 'Magic 7'!"
Chapter completed!