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Chapter 40 I don't even want my face, can't I make more money?(1/2)

Chapter 40 I don’t even want to have a face, can’t I make more money?

Author: Fortunately I didn't go

Chapter 40 I don’t even want to have a face, can’t I make more money?

There are three people in this small office.

The old man in a white-haired suit and ties sat behind the desk, and a stack of documents were placed in front of him.

Two people, one fat, one thin, one short, one tall, stood at the desk, with their hands crossed on their lower abdomen, their faces tight and eager for relief.

"I want to know, is this the finding you gave me?"

The old man gently closed the file and tapped the desktop with his right index finger.

The sound of "tick" seems to be asking the subordinate's heart, and the questioning that followed is venting the anger in his heart—

"Have you read this report? Ethan Jones has worked in our Mirohua for three years! But the report says that Ethan Jones should not know any R&D secrets within our Mirohua? At the same time, it is also marked on it. In the past three years, he should not have any contact with the engineers in our company? Do you believe this result? Do you believe it????????????????????

The sudden high voice made the two middle-aged men standing opposite the old man tremble all over.

The oncoming question made them shaking their heads like rattles and rattles.

The slightly fat man standing on the old man's left hand spoke even more difficult, "BOSS, we don't believe it, but..."

"This result should be true."

The slightly fat man looked embarrassed and said, "BOSS, after receiving your thorough investigation order, we contacted the California branch to write the work report of Ethan Jones in our Mirova over the years."

"After getting the report, we found that Ethan Jones' first job after joining us Mirohua was to follow the marketing department to market the Odyssey product and write a guest invitation letter. In the process, he filled out an invitation letter belonging to Nolan Bushnell. So, after Atari created "Pong", the marketing department of California, or Ethan Jones's leader, in order to clear their responsibilities, they directly cut off Ethan Jones' normal work and only let him do some of the most basic expatriate business, and have been waiting for us to hold us accountable and fired, so..."

"BOSS, the embarrassing content in the report also appeared."

Speaking of this, the slightly fat man stopped.

He looked at the old man carefully, and saw that his face was normal and there was no sign of getting angry, he continued: "BOSS, if nothing unexpected happens, the current document should be the final result, and it may be the most real result. "Snake Game" should be Ethan Jones' own creativity, and at the same time, his cooperation with Atari should be a coincidence."

"Because after getting this report, we personally checked the work log of the engineering design team and did not find any creativity like "Snake Game", or even there were no creativity similar to "Snake Game", so..."

However, before he could finish his words, the old man slapped the table with a "bang"!

"Oh!!!Sxxt!!!"

He stood up angrily, staring at his subordinates with his eyes roaring, "You mean, "Snake Game" is a clean game, right???"

"Or, you want to tell me that Ethan Jones and Atari are a good collaboration, right??"

"I……"

The fat subordinate opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to answer.

The old man didn't give him a chance to speak and continued to shout: "Do you think this result will satisfy me?"

"Or, can this result be accepted by the board of directors?"

“Can we be accepted by our parent company?”

"You must know that we finally pressed Atari down! We finally grabbed their necks in the development of new games! We just proved to the market that we Mirohua is not easy to mess with! Not everyone can bully it!"

"Then what?"

"Nolan Bushnell has respite again by acting on a new game?"

“More importantly, is this new game or did our former employees do it?”

"If all this is OK, then what are we? The clown?"

The saliva and the stars are flying all over the sky.

The old man with a hideous face.

The neck with blue veins bulging was like a pack of an old tree, and the red cheeks were more like a surge in blood pressure.

After a breathing for a while, he sighed and said, "Do you know? When the Los Angeles Times reported on Snake Game, the parent company leader who was connected with us called me and asked me why Ethan Jones, the inventor of Snake Game, was our former employee? Why did he not achieve results in the past three years? And after leaving Mirohua, he created classics?"

"He also asked me why three years ago, Ethan Jones led to the birth of Atari as soon as he entered the company? Three years later, just after we were fired, he saved Atari who fell into hell again?"

"He doesn't understand how this happened. He doesn't believe it's all a coincidence. Because even Hollywood screenwriters dare not write such a plot, so... do you understand what I mean?"

Although the old man's voice had calmed down, the two subordinates standing in front of him felt stronger oppression.

Their eyes were low and they dared not look up.

But at the same time, they also have a clear mind and know what the boss wants to do.

It's nothing more than trying to find out and solve the problem.

The former, to find out the problem, that is Ethan Jones.

After being fired by them Mirohua, this guy directly invented a popular game. This fact surprised Mirohua and even suspected that Ethan Jones had copied their internal creativity.

There is no way, who made them all copy into PTSD?

There are still more than 20 rights protection lawsuits in hand but they have not finished it. As a result, the former employee who has just started a short time ago created a hot game. Anyone will think there is something wrong with this.

And if it's just this, it's fine, because after their investigation, "Snake Game" has no relationship with them Mirohua for half a cent, which is purely an accident.

But the publisher of "Snake Game" forced them to continue to investigate this problem without any problems.

Because Ethan Jones and Atari's collaboration is too special code coincidence!

It’s all coincidental to people wonder if this is a deliberate arrangement!

Look, when I drove the employee, he created a fire game; when I got rid of my competitor, he immediately released a fire game; more importantly, these two guys still got together...

When all such outrageous and outrageous things come together, you say there is no problem, who will believe it!

But the problem is that after their investigation, they did not find any clues.

This result really makes things difficult to handle.

Thinking of this, the slightly fat man looked at each other with the thin colleague beside him.

The tall and thin man took a deep breath and said, "BOSS, we understand what you mean, but it is really hard to get Ethan Jones to take responsibility for mismanagement on us."

"For example, we can suspect that Ethan Jones and Atari planned to join forces, but no one would believe this kind of thing, including ourselves. After all, when the Odyssey was launched, almost everyone was not optimistic about the home game console. Whether it was us, IBM or Motorola, they all felt that home game consoles and electronic games were not affordable entertainment projects for the public."

"So, even if we force Ethan Jones is the spy who Nolan Bushnell put into our Mirohua, because after Ethan Jones was fired by us, he handed over his newly invented game to Atari for release... I think even if the court really accepted our case, after going to court, the judge and the jury would feel that our brains were broken."

Speaking of this, the tall and thin man looked at the leader nervously.

The white-haired old man was silent for a moment, then nodded, "You are right."

The leader's understanding made the two subordinates feel relieved.

But at the same time, the old man also said: "I know Ethan Jones may not have any problems, but we must let him have problems now. Because these things are so coincidental, the company no longer believes us. Or, the board of directors is already suspicious that the failure of Odyssey is not the product itself, but the problem with our publicity and internal management."

"If we have no problem, why can Atari, who plagiarized the creativity succeed? And, after we fired an employee, his creativity succeed?"

"This kind of thing only happened once. I can report to the board of directors that it was an accident, but after two or three times, they no longer believed in the accident, they just felt it was inevitable."

"So, in order for the board of directors and the leaders of the parent company to know that we have no problem, then Ethan Jones... has to have a problem. It's not a question of the truth, but a question of how to keep our work."

"I think you should be able to understand this, right?"

The old man's question made the two present look tight.

In the office, I fell into silence again.

The strange silence seemed to be a serious psychological struggle, but the deep breathing after a moment was the best proof of the idea coming to mind.

The slightly fat guy looked at the old man and said, "BOSS, I want to ask you something."

"you say."

"Which step should we do to prove that we have no problem? Should we successfully initiate a lawsuit, or should we successfully win the lawsuit or let the other party take the initiative to propose a settlement?"

This question made the old man think about it and said, "Although I know that the possibility of winning a lawsuit is almost zero, if we want to completely wash away the board's suspicion of us, we must win the lawsuit."

"Okay boss, I understand." The fat man nodded and said, "Then we can only sue Ethan Jones and Atari for infringing our patents."

‘?’ The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, “Did they infringe our patent? When did it happen?”

The fat man looked serious and said, "As long as we are willing to sue, they can infringe on any time."

This statement made the old man frown because he didn't know what the fat man was saying.

But the next second, the tall and thin man had already spoken and said in a lost voice: "You shouldn't you want to sue him with the patent 8480 authorized by Sanders Industrial to us?"

"If we do that, our reputation will be terrible!"

"So what?" Fatty didn't care. "From that patent perspective, Ethan Jones and Atari were infringing!"

"You have to know that our goal is not to find the truth, but to cleanse the board's suspicion of us."

"In this case, as long as the lawsuit can be successful, what's the point of losing a little reputation?"

"You..." The thin man's Adam's apple moved, and he wanted to say something.

But when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't make a sound.

The conversation between the fat and thin two made the old man frown.

Although he didn't understand, it didn't matter, because the subordinates' words were sure that were the answer he wanted.
To be continued...
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