(I have just returned home after working overtime. In order not to make the children's shoes feel that Lao Hei is lazy, I updated it first and then went to bed. Also, the recommendation tickets are very bleak. If you have surplus tickets, please support them more, thank you!)

If you change the time, place, or object, no one will care about the last sentence at all, and may even sneer and stand up and leave.

However, when it was spoken from Gruber, it actually had a status that must be valued. Although I don’t know how much of the specific value is, Gruber’s identity as a director of the Pyramid Industrial Alliance is the best guarantee of value.

The age of over 70 years makes Schmidt the focus of everyone's attention at this time. Many young people are contempt and disdainful to the elderly in their seventies, but they can never ignore the experience they have accumulated over the years. Especially when it comes to the word "money"... When Schmidt first picked up a document and opened it, his plain and cold facial expressions, and after a series of processes such as frowning, accident, surprise, shock, etc., the other five directors who still wait and see the uncanny and half-doubted information, half-believing and half-doubting.

Soon, everyone's eyes were attracted to the paper. The sarcasm and ridicule completely disappeared, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and shock. Several directors with faster reading speed began to whisper, some frowning, and some became extremely interested in the content mentioned in the document. They even took out a microcomputer from their pockets on the spot and calculated quickly.

About half an hour later, Schmidt slowly put down the document, leaned back against the back of the chair, still frowned, but his eyes were between the document and Gruber, constantly scanning back and forth.

Perhaps because he inherited the impatient personality of South American blood, Director Tospova couldn't wait to ask: "The contents in this document have been confirmed? Or is it only existed in a theory of speculative nature?"

Gruber didn't say anything. He took out a box of cigars from his inner bag of clothes, took out one, and cut the tail with a delicate single mouth. With a "swish", he lit a long-handled match, brought the cigar closer to the shaking flame seedlings, ignited evenly, took a light sip, feeling the rich and sweet fragrance echoing in his mouth, and a leisurely smile appeared on his face.

He was very satisfied with the expressions of the other six directors at this moment - from being arrogant and arrogant, suddenly turning into a stunned and stunned manner with infinite shock... Such a performance cannot be seen in any theater or film and television works. Even if the performance is performed according to the pre-screening script, it is impossible to achieve such a realistic effect. Although the whole process lasts for a short time, it greatly satisfys Gruber's heart.

You should know that a few days ago, when Zhao Yi took out this document in his office, Gruber's facial expression at that time was almost no different from the current directors. He witnessed that others were also experiencing the brain's inertial thinking being torn, distorted, destroyed, and forced to implant a brand new concept... This made Gruber feel extremely subtle sense of superiority.

The core of the file is a multi-change engine transformation drawing.

The appearance and basic structure are exactly the same as the one in Zhao Yi’s previous workbook. The most significant difference is that the crucial “u”-shaped alloy tube connected to the power chamber in the center of the machine has been replaced with a “y”-shaped DC track with triple connection grooves.

Just a small and simple design, the amplification power of the entire engine was immediately increased to 12.51%.

This is more than 50% of the increase power of the drawings stolen by Ebel. It is also the most important bargaining chip for Zhao Yi to get the absolute support of Gruber and instantly change his position and viewpoint.

"I have designed the first new multi-directional engine prototype according to the drawings."

Gruber put the unsmoked cigar into the clip of the ashtray and turned around, smiling at Tospova, whose face looked a little red due to excitement, and said, "That thing is great. I think it only takes four months at most, major automobile companies will launch their new products. Especially those who like racing and speed will worship us as God."

No one laughed at this last joke. Including the Asian director Wen Yan, who was originally resistant, the other six participants all had serious expressions on the faces of them.

"Where did you get this drawing?"

After a few minutes of silence, Schmidt, who was sitting opposite him, asked the first question.

"Of course it is the real owner of the original drawing, Professor Vasler from the School of Mechanics at the Federal National University."

Gruber slowly turned the diamond ring on his hand and returned to his normal tone of speaking: "What Eble got was just a simple structural diagram originally used as an experiment. He thought this was Professor Vasler's most important research result, but he did not expect that he would be regarded as a treasure as a treasure. It was just a useless coat that the angel had abandoned on the earth after he took off his human appearance."

"Eble killed the real inventor. He was an absolute thief, thief, and criminal. If one of Professor Vasler's students had not found me and took out this research result with a 12% increase rate of research, all of us would have been blinded by the other stolen product with a 8% increase rate of power————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Gruber's voice gradually became heavy: "Here, I want to reiterate the previous proposal--Eble is a dirty and mean plagiarist. He must die----"

Everyone's eyes were staring at Gruber. The expressions on the six directors' faces were extremely solemn. No one spoke, but they used slight movements to communicate with each other. After nearly five minutes, Schmidt shook his head helplessly, looked at Gruber who was sitting opposite him deeply, and said, "What is his name for the professor's student?"

"Zhao Yi."

This question is obviously a bit redundant, because when you open the second page of the document, you can see photos of Zhao Yi and detailed personal information. But Gruber is very clear that getting confirmation from himself is completely different from pure paper material.

"I have always believed that there are never real idiots or fools in this world."

Schmidt lowered his head and flipped through the documents, saying, "Eighteen years old... Well, it's indeed an age dominated by passion and simplicity. OK! I don't want to discuss why he didn't look for the police, but first found us. Obviously, this little guy is much smarter than other peers. Haha! Gruber, tell me, what conditions did he put for you? Don't tell me that this drawing was given to him for free, just to avenge the poor professor. By the way, in the distant Eastern countries of the old era, there was indeed a model of helping others like "Lei Feng". But he alone could not represent the entire society and the entire human being. Selfish people account for the vast majority."

“He did make several requests.”

Gruber noticed that while he said this, the other directors showed similar or identical sarcasm and disdain on their faces. He did not defend himself and continued: "The child wanted to get a "s"-level enterprise qualification certificate issued by the Industrial Alliance. In addition, he also needed a private license."

Schmidt waited for nearly twenty seconds, but Gruber never had any more details. He subconsciously frowned again and asked in confusion: "That's all?"

Gruber nodded seriously.

"He did not propose a requirement to share patent qualifications and charge a profit of finished products in proportion?"

Tospova was obviously very surprised. He couldn't help but stand up from the chair and asked with both hands: "Didn't ask for cash? In-kind compensation? Or... or something?"

"No."

Gruber kept smiling when he spoke, but his words were very sure.

Wen Yan said lightly: "Then, he, or his family owns an industrial and mining enterprise? The "S"-level qualification certificate has the power to exempt products from inspection and exemption from examination, and the tax amount will be reduced by 40%. This is much more effective than the patent sharing."

"The child was an orphan whose parents died. I have investigated that he had no property under his name, only a pension provided by the military."

Gruber stared at the disbelieving directors and said word by word: "He just wanted to avenge his teacher. And according to Professor Vasler's wishes during his lifetime, he founded a company integrating production and research, and promoted this engine amplification technology in full."

The hall fell silent again.

"No doubt, this is a respectable person."

Director Camilla first broke the silence and sighed softly: "This is hardly a requirement. We have to satisfy him."

"Wait a minute————"

The scheming Schmidt interrupted her and asked cautiously: "Gruber, you must have obtained all the technical information from that person, without any omission?"

"Including all the original calculus data, it's here."

As he said that, Gruber took out a disk from his briefcase and turned it flexibly between his fingers. Looking at the eyes of others, there was a hint of cunning: "I have prepared the most detailed copy for everyone. Fortunately, we have enough time to change some problems that may cause trouble to us. The parliament and other business owners will also get satisfactory answers. Haha! Dear Schmidt, dear directors, my asking price is not high - 500 million Federal Dollar or Universal Universal Star Coins, you can get complete information."

"Very reasonable price. Gruber, it seems you are not as treacherous as I thought. I like to deal with honest people——"

Asian director Wen Yan first spoke out for it. At the same time, he took out the check book from his inner bag of clothes, quickly wrote a string of numbers on the blank column, tore them off, and handed them over.

Five hundred million is a big number.

However, with the population base of two major forces, the Earth Federation and the Pan-United Army, which is as many as "mega" bits, this is just a part of the future profits generated by the multi-change engine.

In this world, everything is a transformation of interests. If Gruber did not have any requirements and provided information for free, it would make other directors think that he would definitely play some ulterior motive in the whole thing.

In such occasions, 500 million is a trustworthy friendship price. It’s like you go to a restaurant opened by a friend to have dinner. Even though the other party refuses not to charge the meal fee, as a courtesy, you still have to leave enough money for the ingredients.

Gruber smiled, his fingers flicked on the table. He looked around and said seriously: "Everyone, vote on my proposal now! Does Professor Eble's plagiarism constitute a fraud against the Pyramid Industry Alliance? If anyone agrees with what I just said, please raise your right hand as usual."

Schmidt and the directors looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and raised their arms one after another.

"very good!"

Gruber's smile became stronger and stronger. He said calmly and loudly: "According to Chapter 6 and Article 18 of the Union Convention, any fraudster who is confirmed to behave must be voted on the severity of the crime by the Council. Now, please exercise your power."

"Felony"

Wen Yan first pressed the red button on his desktop that represents the agreement.

"Felony"

Tospova, Camilla, and two other directors also nodded in agreement.

"Felony"

While pressing the button, Schmidt's old face showed a hint of ruthlessness that was unique to the superior.

"Don't let me see this man's face anymore, hear anything about him----"
Chapter completed!