1668: C1668 A Gold Coin Appeared in the Middle of the Battle

C1668 A Gold Coin Appeared in the Middle of the Battle

2Yes, Royce had originally planned to settle this peacefully. As long as David Schmidt was willing to give up, he would give up as well.

Unfortunately, David Schmidt did not give him a chance. David Schmidt forced him into a dead end.

David Schmidt thought for a moment and picked up the phone on the table to make a call.

"David Schmidt Rennes, don't waste your energy. I checked your account. There's no money in the school's account at all." David Schmidt Rennes' actions once again stirred Royce's nerves. The smile on his face grew wider and wider. "And you think it's over just like that? Let me tell you, not yet! "

As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket.

"Dudu dudu..."

After three beeps, the call was smoothly answered.

"Mr. Dell, I am Royce. It's like this..." As he spoke, Royce briefly recounted what had happened.

The next moment, David Schmidt's phone rang. The caller ID was none other than Dell's number.

There was no need to answer. David Schmidt could guess that Royce must have joined forces with Dell's computer to pressure him.

"Good, good, good, you are ruthless!" David Schmidt's face was pitch black. The corner of his mouth kept twitching, and the flames of anger burned in his eyes.

"Dean, you're flattering me. I'm just doing what I'm told..." Royce smiled and said, "Of course, if the director stops supporting Qin Luo now, the funding won't be a problem."

Threatening! A blatant threat.

The kind that he didn't even try to cover it up.

This had provoked the anger of David Schmidt Rene.

"Hehehe..." David Schmidt Rennes laughed out of extreme anger and said sternly, "Royce, do you think you can threaten me like this?"

"I'm telling you, dream on!"

"Today, I, David Schmidt, will return your money even if I shamelessly ask for it!"

"Then, please..." Royce shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

After saying this, Royce did not say anything else. He just sat by the side and looked at David Schmidt with a smile on his face.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology mainly came from two aspects. One was the state's subsidy, and the other was social assistance.

Now, in the face of such a dispute, the country definitely wouldn't intervene.

As for social assistance, there was even less of a need to think about it.

Now, the entire public opinion was controlled by them. No company would take out their funds to aid Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

To put it bluntly, he had already won.

"Boss's plan is really awesome..." Royce secretly flattered in his heart!

...

Difficult! Difficult!

David Schmidlen had been the dean of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology for more than ten years. It was not as if they had not experienced financial crises in the past ten years.

However, he had been able to solve all kinds of crises in the past through various channels.

Only now, he had a feeling of helplessness.

The interest groups that Burmington represented had basically sealed off all of his channels.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Just as David Schmidt was at his wits' end, the door to the office was knocked on again.

"Who is it!"

"It's me!" The secretary of David Schmidt Rennes, Lisa, replied.

"What's the matter?"

"Director, Mr Acton wants to see you..."

Acton!

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