"Uncle, what are you doing?" Qin Hang said: "The market value of this Rouliang Group is at least 100 billion! If we don't make a move at this time, we can give them to Chu Tianxiong for nothing!"

"Shut up!"

Qin Ming glared at him fiercely, got up and said, "Hehehe...... Mr. Ye, my uncle and nephew Qin Ming are just two supervisors, and they have nothing to use as bargaining chips."

"It's impossible to bet on the Qin family behind us, right?"

Ye Liang sneered: "Chief Qin is quite smart, since that's the case, then forget it."

Qin Ming smiled and sat back.

"Uncle, why the hell?" Qin Hang frowned and said, "We obviously have so much money! Yang Kun can bet on why we can't."

"Stupid!"

Qin Ming said coldly, "Don't forget the purpose of our trip, we are here to help the Son of Heaven do things!" How can you take this opportunity for personal gain?!"

"If the Son of Heaven knows, my position as Minister of Southern Warfare will not be secure!"

Qin Hang suddenly realized, and suddenly his face turned pale with fright, patting his chest and glad that he was pulled by Qin Ming just now.

After the two uncles and nephews refused to bet.

The whole venue gradually fell silent.

"Is there anyone else you want to be a part of?" Ye Liang said with a smile.

Off the field, no one responded.

Until Chu Tianxiong's voice broke the silence: "Mr. Ye, please don't delay any longer, why don't we hurry up and reveal the answer."

"Can you get a 660c chip?"

"Or is everything about the Rouliang Group in the past two months just a scam?"

With these words spoken.

The atmosphere of the scene was immediately pulled to a climax.

The long guns and short cannons brought by all the TV stations faced Ye Liang in unison.

All the big bosses were staring intently, staring at Ye Liang's every move.

Yang Kun and the others kept swallowing saliva, and their hearts were beating as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

Stage.

Ye Liang, who was in the limelight, raised the microphone and smiled.

"I'm sorry to tell you, I really can't get the 660c chip."

Moment.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Wall, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes.

The corners of Chu Tianxiong's mouth curled up, revealing a sneer.

Yang Kun and the others sat up straight, first in disbelief, and then in a monstrous ecstasy, rushing out of his heart.

However.

Happiness is only a matter of moments.

Before the taunts, cheers, and ridicule sounded.

Ye Liang suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the entrance at the back of the venue, and said, "But she, she can take it!"

"Let us applaud and welcome, Dean of Rouliang Laboratory, Chief Designer of 660C Chip, Researcher Mo Lubai!!"

The sound of excitement was deafening.

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of "bang" pushing the door, coming from behind everyone.

Everyone, looking back at the same time.

I saw a figure in a white coat appear at the gate.

Outside the gate, there was a neat team of researchers, each holding a silver box in their hands, and the cold was overwhelming.

Chu Tianxiong stood up directly, looked at the gate in shock, his face suddenly turned pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Although Wall did not stand up, he also knew what was probably happening, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and his expression was equally ugly.

When Yang Kun and the others saw the researcher at the door, they thought it was just Ye Liang's dying struggle at first and didn't care, but when they turned around and saw Chu Tianxiong's face, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

"What, what's going on!" Someone said tremblingly, "Brother Kun, no, didn't you say that Chu always had an arrangement?!"

Yang Kun gritted his teeth and said, "How do I know! Don't panic yet, let's see how it goes!"

Ye Liang stood on the stage and said with a smile: "Please allow me to introduce to you the research team of Rouliang Laboratory, the birth of 660C is inseparable from the efforts of each and every one of them!"

"The first person to enter the arena is our chief researcher, Mo Lubai!"

"Second place, Zhao Ziting!"

"The third one, an old-timer from the Mocheng laboratory, Cheng Lao!"

One by one, the researchers entered.

Ye Liang also reported their names one by one.

Loud sound was heard through the loudspeakers, throughout the venue.

It was more like a hammer that smashed on Chu Tianxiong's chest.

At this moment, his face was as pale as a dead man.

"How is that possible...... How is this possible?" Chu Tianxiong said in a deep voice, "The masters I sent have obviously sent news from there, and they have already succeeded!"

"Why are these people still here?"

The more Chu Tianxiong spoke, the more excited he became, until his eyes were red and bloodshot protruded, as if the next moment, blood was about to burst out.

Wall said coldly, "Chu Tianxiong, is this your ability? It looks like you've messed up all the tasks I gave you......

"Lord Wall!" Chu Tianxiong looked at him, squeezed out between his teeth and said in a low voice, "The news was given to me by you, and my people did go!" But why are they still here?!"

"The information I gave you must be accurate."

Wall said in a cold voice, "Are you questioning me?"

"You ......" Chu Tianxiong's chest rose and fell in anger, his eyes stared at Wall, and after a while, he still didn't say anything, and sat back with a cold snort.

After about four or five minutes, the last researcher finished entering the stage and came to the stage.

Ye Liang says:

"These are all the heroes of my Rouliang Laboratory, if they hadn't worked day and night behind the scenes, I'm afraid that our Dragon Kingdom would not have its own 660c chip in another hundred years."

"In fact, in addition to them, there are countless researchers with dreams who are also struggling in other laboratories."

"There is another martyr that I need to introduce to you in a grand manner."

"He is Wang Zhao, who sacrificed himself in the southern kingdom!"

"His story is a long story, and Researcher Mo Lubai will tell you one by one in a while, but before that, I hope you can remember this name."

"Without his efforts, without his bloody sacrifice, without him overcoming the last problem, the development of 660c would have been delayed for at least a year, and he deserves to be remembered by everyone."

"Thank you."

The voice fell.

The audience burst into applause.

Ye Liang and Mo Lubai looked at each other and smiled, and without speaking, they understood what the other party was thinking.

Ye Liang said, "Now please ask the other researchers to sit down first, and leave your chips on the stage."

Everyone did the same.

"Impossible...... It's absolutely impossible to ......."

Yang Kun looked at the stage stupidly, constantly shaking his head and muttering in his mouth.

"Humph!"

Lin Fan sat behind him and sneered, "It's stupid to recognize a thief as a father, you deserve it today!"