The Magic Trading System

C987 You Want to Beat Me?



C987 You Want to Beat Me?

This sound was really loud.    

    

Zheng Hao frowned.    

    

He said to himself, This is the army.    

    

He wanted to be noble and then share this achievement.    

    

Was he trying to coax a fool?    

    

I just don't want to share it, what can you do about it?    

    

"Today, the inventor of the super organic fertilizer, Zheng Hao, has come to the venue. Let us invite Zheng Hao to come up to the stage and have a talk with everyone, okay?" At this time, the host of this convention was also striking the iron while it was still hot. cried Smith, when he had finished.    

    

This morning, four people were scheduled to publish scientific reports.    

    

The timing was very tight.    

    

If Zheng Hao were to interfere, it would have disrupted the entire assembly.    

    

However, once the host said this, he immediately received the warm welcome of many of the attendees.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

"Of course!"    

    

"Please share Zheng Hao's feelings with us!"    

    

Everyone began to cheer.    

    

"Mr. Zheng, please come up! "Okay?" The host looked at Zheng Hao, who was seated at the back.    

    

"Zheng Sann, go up. This is your moment of glory!" Suzuki Kitsch said as she touched Zheng Hao with her arm.    

    

"Alright, why do I feel like he's setting up a tree? It seems like he's setting up a trap for me?" Zheng Hao shook his head and left his seat.    

    

The vast majority of people looked backwards in unison.    

    

Seeing Zheng Hao casually walk forward, these people all started to clap with all they had.    

    

The person sitting on the edge of the aisle also stood up and stretched out his hand towards Zheng Hao.    

    

Why does this feel like a welcome? Zheng Hao thought to himself.    

    

He had to keep shaking hands and then wave.    

    

Then, he came to the stage.    

    

Boom!    

    

Everyone in the audience was clapping enthusiastically. Almost everyone stood up.    

    

Zheng Hao stood behind the reporting station and looked at the people in the room with a smile. He waited until the audience quieted down before saying with a smile, "Thank you, everyone! I really didn't expect everyone to be so warm to me. "    

    

"Zheng Hao, John. What do you make of the fact that science is borderless and that scientists should be concerned with the well-being of all mankind? " The host looked at Zheng Hao and asked with a smile.    

    

This was a general again!    

    

Zheng Hao smiled faintly and said, "Science has no boundaries, but scientists all have their own homeland! It is true that scientists should be concerned with the well-being of all mankind, for the benefit of all the people of the world, and I have been working on this idea. After my super organic manure production, I have already started to sell in China. In order for all farmers to be able to use my product, my super organic fertilizer is priced very low, at 150 RMB per 50 KG. If you convert it, farmers' friends will find that using super organic fertilizer to fertilize the land is a fraction less expensive than using other fertilizers, and the effect and effect are much better. To set a price that is acceptable to the public, that is, I want to share my results with farmers all over the world. "    

    

After Zheng Hao finished speaking, the whole venue fell into a period of silence.    

    

Whether it was John. Smith, Zhenwu Inoue, and a lot of other people in the hall. They were all trying to get Zheng Hao to show his dedication!    

    

Don't you Chinese all talk about giving?    

    

You should promote this great spirit and contribute the patent of super organic manure.    

    

From Zheng Hao's words, it seems like Zheng Hao didn't take up the match.    

    

"Mr. Zheng, I've seen an interview with you. You said before, the cost of producing one ton of super organic fertilizer is about 1,600 yuan, and according to your market price, the selling price per ton is only 3,000 yuan. Don't you think this profit margin is a bit high? Moreover, this price is still too high for many poor farmers to reach. They won't have the money to buy your super organic manure. "If you give out the super organic fertilizer formula and let more manufacturers produce it together, the cost will be lower, the competition will be lower, and the market price will be lower. This is a good thing for poor farmers, don't you think?" The host said again at this time.    

    

"NO!" I don't think so! "    

    

Zheng Hao shook his head.    

    

"Why?" the host asked.    

    

"Because capital is in the nature of profit, no company is purely a public good, they have to make money. Does everyone understand what I'm saying? " Zheng Hao said with a faint smile.    

    

"But, as Mr. Smith said just now, the evaluation of the Nobel Prize depends on the contributions of scientists to the entire human race. If you monopolize the super organic manure, it is destined to go against the good of all mankind." the host said again.    

    

"Monopoly does not mean windfall, like the price I set for super organic fertilizer, which I think is a very reasonable price. As long as super organic fertilizer can reduce the cost of farmers' investment, I think that's what helps them, isn't it? Besides, other than the research results of basic natural sciences, which research results that have market value aren't monopolized by the world's largest companies and earn huge profits? Look at the pricing of those new drugs. Which one isn't outrageously high? It might cost only a few cents, but it was priced at hundreds or even thousands of dollars. This was a monopoly's windfall! I am an enterprise, I speak for reasonable profit, I think I do so, to my conscience, in Chinese old saying is: to look up to the heavens do not bow down to others! I have a clear conscience! "Thank you everyone!" Zheng Hao smiled, neither too haughtily nor too humbly, and directly returned the favor.    

    

You want me to contribute the formula?    

    

Dream on?    

    

"Mr. Zheng's words seem to make a lot of sense. So, do you think you're likely to win a Nobel Prize this year? " The host asked again.    

    

"About this, I feel that I am unable to appraise or guess it myself, so I might as well let nature take its course." Zheng Hao smiled.    

    

"So, do you know? If you win the Nobel Prize this year, you will set a new record for winning the Nobel Prize, after which the youngest winner will be Lawrence. Prague, where he won the prize at the age of twenty-five. And you are 22 years old this year! " The host said.    

    

"I really don't care about that." Zheng Hao smiled and shook his head.    

    

"I'll ask Mr. Zheng one last question. Which one do you think is more important to you, fame or money?" The host asked again.    

    

"This, I think, is very important." Zheng Hao laughed.    

    

"But sometimes, you have to make a choice between the two! If you want to gain a bigger and better reputation, you need to give up a little benefit. Actually, money doesn't mean much to a person sometimes, just like how you are now. You already have tens of billions of yuan in assets, so if you want more money, it's meaningless for you! At this time, you should pursue a higher reputation. This is more important. Of course, that's just my word. " The host said with a smile.    

    


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