846: C846 Of Course They Had to Refuse It

C846 Of Course They Had to Refuse It

After hanging up, Tom, Clinton, opened his mailbox.

He saw that the latest letter was from Zheng Hao.

Tom, Clinton, quickly opened the email to see the details.

However, when he finished reading the contents of the email, his expression immediately turned ugly.

"Bang!"

He slapped the table.

"God! How could this be? He actually rejected the modification? How could he have decided to change it? Doesn't he know that our magazine is very authoritative? "Are all the university teachers and researchers in their country fighting over the papers that are going to be published in 'Nature'?" Tom. Clinton said angrily.

Tom, Clinton said indignantly as he picked up the phone and called Joyce. Huck made a call.

Joyce Hacker answered at once.

"Mr. Clinton, did you see it? Has Zheng Hao changed his thesis? " Joyce Hacker asked.

"Mr. Huck, that's not the case. How do you think he replied to us?" Tom. Clinton said with a sneer.

"How did you reply?" Joyce. Hak also felt that something was wrong.

"He refused to revise his paper according to our request! He said that if we want him to write out all the details of the experimental process for superorganic manure in his paper and make other scientists copy it, he won't want to keep writing in our magazine and he'll have to withdraw his own manuscript! " Tom. Clinton said.

"Mr Clinton, don't be angry. Actually, after I saw your amendment, I knew that Zheng Hao would definitely not agree! [A super organic manure is worth hundreds of billions of dollars!] If he were to explain all the experiments on manufacturing super organic fertilizer, then I estimate that a lot of capital will rush forward and fight to produce super organic fertilizer. Then, Zheng Hao's benefits will be divided, and the benefits he can gain will be greatly reduced. If it was you, would you be willing to do this? " Joyce. Hak said with a smile.

Tom. Clinton panted heavily. "However, science has no boundaries. A scientist cannot just hide inside money! Shouldn't he have a more noble life? "Mr. Huck, what do you think we should do next?"

"My opinion is, agree with Zheng Hao's request, he can hide some of his experimental data from the paper!" Joyce. Hak said with a smile.

"NO!" Mr. Hacker, I don't think we can do this! He had spoiled those Chinese people and made them even more arrogant in the future! My advice is to insist that we make him change his mind, and I'll call him again and tell him why we're making such a request, and I'm sure he'll understand! After all, they regard the publication of their thesis in "Nature" as a supreme glory! " Tom Clinton said.

"Fine, try it then. I hope you don't act so arrogantly. If Zheng Hao insists on his opinion, then agree to him." Joyce Hacker said.

Tom. Clinton hung up the phone and found Zheng Hao's cell number. He started to call Zheng Hao.

When Zheng Hao heard his phone ring, he had already started cultivating with Lee Yan on the bed.

As for his phone, he had placed it on the table with his computer.

"Zheng Hao, your phone rang." Lee Yan said.

Don't bother with him, I'll see later. This is the most pressing moment. " Zheng Hao said.

Tom. Clinton was holding the microphone when he heard the last call. He didn't even wait for the other party to pick up his phone.

"F * ck!"

Tom. Clinton swore.

It was now past 9 a.m. New York time.

And China's time, was naturally around 9 PM.

Tom. Clinton thought to himself, "Did that Chinese kid go to bed so early?"

Tom. Clinton was unwilling to accept this.

He dialed again.0

Then, Zheng Hao's cellphone rang again, playing a beautiful song, "Dream-it-Possible".

He wiped it off.

Zheng Hao was a bit annoyed.

Was he playing music with her?

"Go and answer it, Zheng Hao. Don't let it ring again. What if someone important is calling?" Lee Yan advised gently.

"Okay, I'll pick up the phone."

Zheng Hao left Lee Yan's body and went to pick up his phone. Then, he returned to his bed.

When he took a glance, he was stunned.

The call was from Nature's office. He had already taken it once.

"It's from Nature Magazine. Do you think I should pick it up?" Zheng Hao said to Lee Yan.

"Answer, of course I have to! They must have seen your email, so they need to call you and confirm your opinion. " Lee Yan said.

"Then I'll take it."

As Zheng Hao spoke, he picked up the phone.

"Mr. Zheng, sorry to bother you so late." Tom. Clinton said on the phone.

He spoke politely.

"Nothing, Mr. Clinton, what can I do for you?" Zheng Hao asked.

"It's like this. We received your reply, and we read your reply saying that you don't want to follow the modifications we've given you because you're worried that your own business interests will be harmed. Is that true?" Tom. Clinton said.

"Yes, Mr. Clinton, I have paid attention to your magazine before. I saw that the articles on important business interests will not send the core data to protect the researcher's interests. What I have done should be considered as a common practice of the scientific community, right?" Zheng Hao said.

"Mr. Zheng Hao, there is no doubt that your discovery is of great importance to the development of agriculture. If your super organic fertilizer can quickly expand its output and expand it throughout the world, I believe that it will definitely help the world get rid of the haze of hunger and save the lives of countless poor people! This charity has a huge meaning! Compared to commercial interests, the interests of the whole human race, I think, are more significant! "Why must you keep your secret, and not share it with the world?" Tom. Clinton said.

These words were very righteous.

This was to trick Zheng Hao into sharing the super organic manure with the whole world in a moment of excitement.

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Hao laughed twice.

He thought this Tom, Clinton, was pretty funny.

Did he treat me like a three year old child? Did he think that just by saying a few words, he would be able to make his blood boil, and then he would have to make sacrifices for the happiness of all mankind?

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