Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help but praise these hesitant people, although the Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper is good, it is not that it is impossible to buy it. Now that everything was uncertain, he didn't feel the need to queue up at this time.

In time, Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper will inevitably be full of goods.

After receiving these people, the deputy general manager looked up and saw Zhu Xiaohua.

He pretended to be surprised and said, "Yo, isn't this the little boss who sat at the bottom of the third table at the villa party that day, Zhu Hehua's, right?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua was helpless: "Zhu Xiaohua." ”

The deputy general manager was surprised again: "By the way, Zhu Xiaohua, if I remember correctly, you sell cameras, right?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua was speechless: "It's to open a photo studio, we don't sell cameras." ”

The deputy general manager smiled: "That's just right, photo studio photography needs photo paper every day, do you want to have some?" You come to me to sign up, I give you the privilege, you don't have to queue. ”

Zhu Xiaohua: "I'm here to wait for someone." For the time being, I don't need the No. 2 photo paper, so it's better to leave it to someone else. ”

The deputy general manager smiled awkwardly, and then beckoned: "Then you can go around casually." ”

He turned his head and chatted with the others, ignoring Zhu Xiaohua no more.

Zhu Xiaohua continued to lean towards the table where he was experimenting with photographic paper.

The flat-headed deputy general manager suddenly asked loudly: "In the villa that day, how was the food at the third table, was it delicious?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua felt a kind of humiliation welling up in his heart, and the past events of him sitting at the bottom of the third table at the villa party that day were vivid. At that time, the organizer proposed to let the deputy general manager He Zhang and Zhu Xiaohua change positions, but He Zhenyu pressed him back.

Zhu Xiaohua looked around at the people around him and politely replied: "It's delicious, but the hard dish pork head meat is not salted, it's too light and tasteless." By the way, you didn't put salt on that table. ”

He Zhang, the deputy general manager, heard Zhu Xiaohua say that he didn't put salt, and was about to laugh, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his smile suddenly froze on his face.

The pork head meat on their table was also unsalted, and it tasted like medicine.

Zhu Xiaohua quickly squeezed to the staff's experimental table and watched with others as they did various comparative experiments with photo paper.

They put the paper under an alcohol lamp and baked it, stimulated it with an electric current, and even took out a magnifying glass to burn it. Miraculously, with each experiment, there are always various changes in the other reference papers, but the Los Angeles No. 2 paper is rock solid and unmoving.

More than ten meters away on Zhu Xiaohua's right, more than a dozen people lined up one after another to pay the money and book the photo paper of Los Angeles No. 2.

The minimum sale is 100 sheets, and some people pay a deposit of 60 yuan, some people pay a deposit of 120 yuan, and some people pay a one-time deposit of 600 yuan.

The largest one person ordered 5,000 pieces of photo paper and paid 3,000 yuan.

When the man placed a thick wad of bills on the table, everyone in line was surprised. Someone said: "There are a lot of banknotes, this Liu Laosan is so optimistic about the No. 2 photo paper in Los Angeles, so he is in such a hurry." ”

Others also whispered, "Rich man." ”

Some people looked at the cash box on the table and said with envy: "It's easy for the imaging studio to make money, and it has made thousands of dollars in one fell swoop." If only I could collect so much money every day, if I could collect so much money every day, I would die in half a month, and I would be happy. ”

In the crowd, some people are envious, and some people are jealous.

Zhu Xiaohua suddenly found Professor Shao standing on the side of the road, standing on the north side of the queue to pay the money.

He also looked at the lively scene at the investment conference fixedly, and his mood was complicated.

Zhu Xiaohua quickly squeezed out of the crowd, walked over to Professor Shao, and said, "Congratulations, Professor, your Los City No. 2 photo paper is unprecedented." ”

Professor Shao only smiled slightly, but his face was gloomy again, and his eyes were full of pain.

Professor Shao said, "Have you ever experienced the feeling of your child being taken away by someone else? ”

Zhu Xiaohua's eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know why Professor Shao suddenly asked himself such a strange question.

Professor Shao continued, "That's how I feel when I see this investment conference now. It is true that I led the development of Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper, but now it is no longer mine, and all my patented technology has been handed over to the First Imaging Factory.

"It can be said that the current Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper has nothing to do with me, except of course for the apartment and a thousand yuan they rewarded me."

Zhu Xiaohua asked: "The First Imaging Factory exchanged a suite and 1,000 yuan for all the patented technology of the Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper in your hand?" ”

Professor Shao nodded: "It was He Zhang and He Qiang who came to talk to me in person." Just three days ago. ”

Zhu Xiaohua glanced at He Zhang, the deputy general manager who was supervising the collection of money.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "This He Zhang and He Qiang, one is the deputy general manager, and the other is the general manager and factory director. They are all under He Zhenyu's orders, it shouldn't be what He Zhenyu meant, right? ”

Professor Shao said, "It shouldn't be him. The day before yesterday, I told Qian Liyi about this, and she went to He Zhenyu to ask, but He Zhenyu did not admit it. He only talks about the operation of the image studio, and he never interferes.

"He also persuaded Qian Liyi, saying that the teacher was old, and he got the house and cash just in time for his life, and he couldn't get anything with a virtual technology patent, and he had to pay patent fees, which was not cost-effective."

Professor Shao waved his hand, signaling that he would not care anymore.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "The value of patents is not only worth a thousand yuan for a house. If the Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper is sold all over China, and a dime is charged for the patent of a photo paper, it is also quite an astonishing figure. It will be thousands of times more than this reward. ”

Professor Shao said: "The operation itself is risky, and it is still unknown whether the Los Angeles No. 2 photo paper can be sold so much. The only thing that hurts me is that my name is no longer even the owner of the L.A. 2 photo paper technology.

It's like his own son, but instead of his own surname, he took a name that has nothing to do with him. Since then, he has not recognized himself at all. ”

Professor Shao looked at the crowd in line and felt heartache.

At the gate of the first imaging factory, there is a small forest across the road. There are fitness old men and old ladies dancing guns and sticks, shaking color fans, and throwing ribbons, which is so lively.

Professor Shao looked across the road, stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone table and stone pier in the grove, and said, "Let's go there and talk." ”

Professor Shao invited Zhu Xiaohua to come this time to find out the technical details of the Polaroid camera and disposable photographic paper.

He had never seen what this kind of thing looked like, and when he heard Zhu Xiaohua talk about it, it was as if he had seen it himself. He wanted Zhu Xiaohua to explain this kind of machine to himself in detail again.

The two crossed the road and burrowed into the grove.

There are five groups of stone tables and benches in the woods, some of which are two old men playing chess in front of the stone tables, and in front of two stone tables, there are several young people sitting together eating melon seeds and chatting.