Shenhao: Kill ten shops instantly with eight yuan at the beginning

Chapter 1377

"Click~"

The door rang softly, and Zheng Yu pushed the door out of the study.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, reflecting the surrounding clouds, which has a different kind of beauty.

Zheng Yu looked at Mingyue, and then looked at the front yard of Prince Gong's Mansion across the wall.

His gaze seemed to pass through the corridor, through the pavilion, and to see Cook's sad face.

"Whew~"

Zheng Yu let out a long breath.

The view at night was beautiful, but it was conceivable that Cook would have ended badly.

Even Zheng Yu had a strong premonition in his heart.

In the wake of this lawsuit, Cook's name is likely to be removed from the business world

! Yes,

it is!

Now Cook has lost his biggest reliance, the position of president of Apple Technology.

Now he can only be regarded as a toothless tiger at best.

The only hole card in his hand is the few shares in Apple Technology.

For now, if the lawsuit is won, Cook's only hole card will be forfeited.

When the time comes, Cook can't be called a tiger either.

He can only call it a "sick cat".

Pinching a tiger to death may require a lot of effort.

But if it was just to step on a sick cat, it would be a matter of moving his fingers to Su Lang.

From a former business giant, to a sick cat now.

Cook took less than half a year!

" Poor fellow.

Zheng Yu muttered in a low voice, and then turned his head to look at Huang Rui and the others: "Everyone has heard what Master Su said.

"From now on, everyone must be in good spirits, and never leak any information!" Is

Cook pitiful?

It is undeniable that Zheng Yu feels that Cook is indeed quite pitiful.

However, Zheng Yu did not have much sympathy for Cook.

Cook deserves all this.

If, if Cook had not implemented a differentiation strategy, he would have treated Chinese consumers aside.

If he didn't want to take down Su Lang, then it would be impossible for him to contradict Su Lang, let alone lose everything about him.

What is the saying:

Poor man, there must be something hateful! Cook's hateful

thing is that he did not recognize the situation.

Today's China is the China that was oppressed by others a hundred years ago.

Today's China, whether it is economy, national strength, or science and technology, is no longer the China of the past.

Huaxia had already stood up!

On the other side, Zheng Yu's words were heard.

Huang Rui, Ye Haitao and others nodded solemnly and agreed: "Understood!"

In fact, there is no need for Zheng Yu to remind them, they also know the importance.

Leaked information?

non-existent!

At this moment, they value information more than their lives.

......

"Bang dang. "

The door was slammed open.

Baker McCann, who was sorting out the information, stiffened his hands, his brows furrowed suddenly, and his expression instantly became gloomy.

At this moment, he is making final preparations for "winning the case"!

He needs absolute silence to sort out the information, to adjust his thinking, to mock the questions in the courtroom.

But now someone interrupted his train of thought, much to Baker McCann's great displeasure.

With a tight frown, Baker McCann looked at it.

I saw Eric hurrying briskly.

In the next second, the expression on Baker McCann's face suddenly changed, from a face full of displeasure to a pleasant face.

"Mr. President, why are you here, please take a seat...",

Baker McCann invited Eric to sit down with a look of earnestness.

Although today's Eric is poor and white.

However, this did not prevent Baker McCann from preemptively slapping Eric on the back.

President of SMIC in the future.

This status is enough to make it treat each other with affection.

And, there's something more important.

In the future, he wants to use SMIC as a springboard to seize the Chinese legal market.

Then you have to have a good relationship with Eric.

Otherwise, his plan will not be able to move forward.

President?

If it were usual, Eric would have been happy when he heard Baker McCann's compliment.

Maybe he will take Baker McCann's hand and ask him to say a few more words.

But now, Eric doesn't have that in mind.

In the face of Baker McCann's warm welcome, Eric didn't care.

His expression was solemn, his face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Lawyer McCann, the chairman asked me, is the evidence ready?"

Seeing that Eric didn't have the heart to make a fool of himself, the smile on the corner of Baker McCann's mouth gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn touch.

Baker McCann nodded and said, "It's almost ready."

"The first round of the lawsuit, if not winning, at least guarantees that it will not lose!"

"Will not lose?"

Although he is not engaged in legal practice, he still has some understanding of the entire litigation process.

Even the simplest lawsuit requires several rounds of trials.

Not to mention the current kind of litigation involving two giants.

During this period, I am afraid that there will be several rounds of court hearings, or even more than a dozen rounds.

The first of these lawsuits is particularly important.

It can almost be said to have laid the beginning of the entire litigation process.

For now, Baker McCann is confident about this, and Eric is very satisfied.

"Very good!"

Eric nodded contentedly, reached out and patted Baker McCann on the shoulder, Eric smiled: "Lawyer McCann, do a good job for the chairman."

"As long as you can win the lawsuit, the chairman will definitely not treat you badly."

The corners of Baker McCann's mouth twitched slightly.

One thing to say, Baker McCanna was quite dissatisfied with Eric's "preachy" tone.

In the entire legal and political circles, he is also a figure with a head and a face.

To put it mildly, Baker McCann wasn't qualified to preach in front of him.

But when he thought that Eric would be the future president of SMIC, he still needed Eric's help, and the anger on his lips was swallowed back by him.

The corners of Baker McCann's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a "smile": "Please rest assured, president, I will definitely do my best." "

Once again, he was called president.

After all, Eric couldn't suppress the smile in his heart, and his face immediately bloomed with joy.

"Lawyer McCann, it's overrated, it's overrated. "

I'm not the president yet.

"Sooner or later.

Baker McCann smiled faintly, then took out a check from his pocket, forcibly stuffed it into Eric's hand, and said, "Please take care of Mr. President in the future." "

This—"

Eric clearly didn't expect Baker McCann to come out like this.

Glancing at the amount of the check.

$500,000!

He was stunned for a moment, and then showed a faint smile: "Lawyer McCann, this can't be helped, this can't be helped..."