Reborn America, this is my time

Chapter 40 I don't even want my face, can't I make more money?

Chapter 40 I don't even want my face, can't I make more money?
There are three people in this small office.

The gray-haired old man in a suit and leather shoes sat behind the desk, with a stack of documents in front of him.

Two people, one fat, one thin, one short and one tall, stood in front of the desk, with their hands crossed on their lower abdomen, their faces tensed and longing for relief.

"I want to know, is this the result of the investigation you gave me?"

The old man gently closed the file, and at the same time tapped the table with his right index finger.

The sound of "click" seemed to be asking the subordinate's heart, and the interrogation that followed was to vent the anger in the heart——

"Have you read this report? Ethan Jones has worked in our Mirov for three years! But this report says that Ethan Jones should not know any R&D secrets inside our Mirov? At the same time , It is also marked on it, in the past three years, he should have had no contact with our company's engineers? Do you believe this result? Do you believe it?? Do you believe it???"

The suddenly raised voice made the two middle-aged men standing opposite the old man tremble.

The oncoming question made them shake their heads like a rattle, who were already watching.

And the fat man standing on the left hand side of the old man said with difficulty, "Boss, we actually don't believe it either. But..."

"This result should be true."

The slightly chubby man showed embarrassment and said, "Boss, after receiving your thorough investigation order, we got in touch with the branch in California and asked them to write a report on Ethan Jones' work in Mirowa over the years. .”

"After getting the report, we found that Ethan Jones' first job after joining us at Mirowa was to follow the marketing department to market the Odyssey product and write guest invitation letters. During this process, he filled out the An invitation letter belonging to Nolan Bushnell. So, after Atari created "Pong", the marketing department at the California company, or the leadership of Ethan Jones, they Clearing himself of his responsibilities, he directly cut off Ethan Jones' normal work, and only let him do some basic expatriate business. He has been waiting for us to be held accountable before being fired, so..."

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

Having said that, the fat man stopped.

He carefully looked at the old man, and seeing that his face was as usual, and there was no sign of anger, he continued: "Boss, if there is no accident, the current document should be the final result, and it may be the most authentic one." The result. "Snake Game" should be Ethan Jones' own idea, and at the same time, his cooperation with Atari should also be a coincidence."

“Because after getting this report, we also personally checked the work log of the engineering design team, and found no ideas similar to “Snake Game”, or even similar ideas to “Snake Game”. No, so..."

However, before he finished speaking, the old man slammed the table with a "bang"!

"Oh!!! Sxxt!!!!"

He stood up angrily, stared at his subordinate with tears in his eyes, and roared: "You mean, "Snake Game" is a clean game, right???"

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

"I……"

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

And 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 it be accepted by our parent company?"

"You have to know, it was hard for us to push Atari down! It was hard for us to choke their necks in developing new games! We just proved to the market that we, Mirov, are not easy to mess with! Not everyone can Bullying!"

"and then?"

"Nolan Bushnell is taking a breather with a new game?"

"More importantly, is this new game made by our former employees?"

"If it's all right, what are we, clowns?"

Spit stars, flying all over the sky.

A white-haired old man with a hideous face.

The neck with bulging veins is like the roots of an old tree, and the red cheeks are more like a surge in blood pressure.

After panting for a while, he sighed and said, "Do you know? When the Los Angeles Times reported on "Snake Game", the leader of the parent company that we were talking to had already called me to ask me. Ask why Ethan Jones, the inventor of "Snake Game", is our former employee? Why has he had no achievements in the past three years? And he created classics as soon as he left Mirov? "

"He also asked me, why did Ethan Jones lead to the birth of Atari three years ago as soon as he entered the company? Three years later, just after being fired by us, he saved Atari from hell come out?"

"He doesn't understand how all of this happened, he doesn't believe that it's all a coincidence, because even Hollywood screenwriters dare not write this kind of plot, so...you understand what I mean?"

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

They lowered their eyes, not daring to look up.

But at the same time, they also have a clear heart, knowing what the boss wants to do.

It is nothing more than trying to find the problem and solve it.

The former, find out the problem, and that's Ethan Jones.

After being fired by Mi Luohua, this guy directly invented a popular game. This fact surprised Mi Luohua, and even suspected that Ethan Jones copied their internal ideas.

No way, who made them all be copied as PTSD?

There are still more than [-] rights defense lawsuits in hand, and the ex-employee who was dismissed not long ago made another explosive game, which would be problematic for anyone.

And if it's just these, then forget it, because after their investigation, "Snake Game" has nothing to do with Mi Luohua, it was purely an accident.

But the publisher of "Snake Game" made them have to continue to investigate this unproblematic matter.

Because the cooperation between Ethan Jones and Atari is such a coincidence!

The coincidence makes people doubt whether this is a deliberate arrangement by someone!
You see, I fired the employee in the front foot, and he made a fire game in the back foot; I killed the competitor here, and he released the fire game immediately; more importantly, these two guys are still nesting made it together...

When such outrageous and outrageous things come together, you say that there is no problem, who will believe it!
But the problem is that after some investigation, they did not find any clues.

This kind of result really makes things difficult to handle.

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

The tall and thin man took a deep breath and said, "Boss, we understand what you mean, but it is really difficult to let Ethan Jones bear the responsibility for our poor management."

"For example, we can suspect that Ethan Jones and Atari have a premeditated alliance, but no one will believe this kind of thing, including ourselves. After all, when the Odyssey was launched, almost everyone was not optimistic about the home game console. This product, whether it is us, IBM, or Motorola, they all feel that home consoles and video games are not affordable entertainment for the public."

"So, even if we forcibly say that Ethan Jones is Nolan Bushnell's spy in Mirov, because after Ethan Jones was fired from us, he handed over his newly invented game to Ya Dali issued... I think even if the court does accept our case, the judges and juries will think that our brains are broken after going to court."

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

And the white-haired old man was silent for a moment, then nodded, "You're right."

The leader's understanding let the two subordinates breathe a sigh of relief.

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

"If we don't have a problem, why does Atari succeed when it stole an idea? And, when we fire an employee, his idea succeeds?"

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

"So, in order for the board, the leadership of the parent company, to know that we're okay, then Ethan Jones ... has to have a problem. It's not a question of truth, it's a question of how to keep our jobs."

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

The old man's question made the faces of the two present tense.

In the office, it fell into silence again.

The eerie silence seemed to be a serious psychological struggle, but a deep breath after a while was the best proof that he had thought of an idea.

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

"You said."

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

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

"Okay Boss, I see." Fatty nodded and said, "Then we can only sue Ethan Jones and Atari for infringing our patent."

'? The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "They infringed our patent? When did it happen?"

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

This remark made the old man frown, because he didn't know what the fat man was talking about.

But in the next second, the tall and thin man had already opened his mouth, and said in a voiceless voice, "You don't mean to sue him with the 8480 patent that Saunders Industries licensed to us, do you?"

"We'll lose our reputation if we do that!"

"So what?" Fatty didn't care, "From the perspective of that patent, Ethan Jones and Atari are infringements!"

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

"In this case, as long as the lawsuit can be successful, what is the loss of reputation?"

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

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't make a sound.

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

Although he didn't understand, it didn't matter, because the subordinate's determined words were the answer he wanted.

"Very good." The old man who had been serious all day finally showed joyful fluctuations on his face, "I think you have already figured out a way."

"Then, I will leave this matter to you."

"No problem." The fat man nodded, "Boss, don't worry, I will communicate with the legal department, and I will file a lawsuit against them by September this year at the latest, and you will hear the good news within a month at most."

The old man liked the news that his subordinates were sure of winning, but at the same time he was a little puzzled.

"September? It's June now, why is there such a long interval?"

The leader's curiosity made Fatty laugh, "Boss, it's very simple, because "Snake Game" is not selling well enough, we have to wait for him to sell all over Mimi, only in this way can we maximize our profits."

"When we've all given up our fame, it's not too much to make more money, right?"

In the dimly lit office, the fat man's facial features were somewhat blurred.

But the half-joking words made the old man nod his head happily, "Not too much."

The corner of the old man's mouth raised slightly, "It's even... quite correct."

 Thanks to [book friend 20190611195126616] for the reward of 100 starting coins.

  
 
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