1435: C1435 Black Materials

C1435 Black Materials

HL!

After the humiliation at the Expo, Fort took an international flight back to HL overnight.

He really couldn't stay in China, a place where he had been humiliated.

When he thought of Qin Luo's smiling face, Fort really wanted to shred Qin Luo into pieces.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, "Bang!" Fort slammed his palm on the table and let out an angry roar, "Someone come!"

Very soon, a tall and beautiful woman wearing a black professional dress and black-rimmed glasses walked in.

"Sir?" She looked at Fort with confusion and asked.

"Inform the public relations department and immediately contact the media to hold a press conference. I want Qin Luo to declare that he is sweeping the floor..." Fort gritted his teeth and said.

He was so angry that he almost went crazy.

He had to make Qin Luo pay the price.

"Sir, are we really going to hold a press conference?" After hesitating for a while, the female secretary asked carefully.

Currently, the entire computer world was filled with news about Qin Luo.

The news of China developing high-end technology had already spread throughout the world.

Holding a press conference at this time was no different from making the world his enemy.

To be honest, this was not a wise move.

"Open! I want the whole world to know Qin Luo's true colors!" Fort continued to grit his teeth and persist.

He swore that he would not be human if he did not take revenge for this.

"This..."

"I will tell you again to inform the Public Relations Department..."

"Okay, Sir..."

The female secretary responded and turned around to leave the room.

Very quickly, the Public Relations Department received the notification.

The content of the notification was very simple. It required them to do their best to discredit Qin Luo. The direction of the notification was the high-end light carving machine called "Luo Shui No. 1."

In an instant, the entire public relations department boiled up.

They had done a lot of things in the public relations department. This was obviously an impossible mission to complete. This was the first time they had encountered such a task.

"Miss Taylor, are you sure this is Mr. Fort's idea?" The public relations director, Flee, frowned and asked.

If one wanted to say who was the most popular person in the world, it must be Qin Luo.

Pretending to discredit Qin Luo now was no different from throwing an egg at a stone. They had no chance of success at all.

He once suspected that Taylor had given the wrong order.

"Mr. Fry, this is indeed Mr. Fort's order, and he wants you to carry it out." Taylor said sternly, "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go and ask Mr. Fort yourself."

Fry was speechless."2

He gritted his teeth. In the end, he could not say anything.

As for asking Fort, he did not want to trigger this frown.

He didn't sleep for the whole night.

For the whole day, the entire ASML's public relations department was busy collecting Qin Luo's black materials. How busy were they? They didn't even have time to eat.

Logically speaking, with such conscientious work, the results should be very good.

However, they just had to put in a lot of effort to search for Qin Luo's black material, but they got nothing.

From the moment Qin Luo appeared until now, he was as clean as a piece of white paper.

The only breakthrough was that high-end light carving machine.

Motherf * cker!

Frey had been the director of ASML's Public Relations Department for so many years and had solved countless major cases.

But now, he felt helpless.

"Director, where should we start?" In the office, a staff member asked.

Where should we start?

Fry gritted his teeth, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. He said in a stern voice, "Light carving machine! Say that Qin Luo plagiarized the technology of ASML!"

Although doing this was somewhat despicable, there was no other way. Who asked him to not find Qin Luo's other black material?

"Understood!"

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