Chapter 872
After saying this, Qin Luo suddenly got up and left the restaurant.
Yes, academia is the force that promotes social progress, Qin Luo will never allow businessmen to use it to make money.
"This……"
Looking at Qin Luo's retreating back, John opened his mouth, but in the end he was unable to speak.
In his script, Qin Luo should be bent by Mobil Oil's money offensive, but the fact is that Mobil Oil's money offensive is useless at all.
10 billion! If converted into soft sister coins, the value is more than 60 billion! But he was rejected by Qin Luo like this!
Of course, not only John was stunned, but also Acton Rockefeller.
At this moment, the corners of Acton Rockefeller's mouth twitched, his face was ashen, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
Nima, what happened?
He still has a little bit of incompetence.
"Is this a complete rejection?" After a while, Acton Rockefeller looked at John dully.
"Should be..." John nodded silently.
"Why would he dare to reject us Mobil Oil?"
Why?
You ask me, who do I ask?
After a long silence, John said silently: "Maybe it's because he wants to sell it."
Other than that, he couldn't think of any explanation.
As for what Qin Luo said just now, it was all nonsense in John's view.
In front of money, ideas are scum! In the context of the times, there is no one who does not love money.
It comes out of the mud without being stained, and it is clean without being a monster. This kind of character only exists in legends, and it does not exist in the real world at all.
Up for sale?
Hearing John's words, Acton Rockefeller nodded silently.
He thought John's words made sense.
Thinking of this, the corners of Acton Rockefeller's mouth rose slightly, with a cold smile on his face: "I really want to see, besides our Mobil Oil, who else can charge such a high price!"
$10 billion!
This is already a set of astronomical numbers.
No energy company in the world can afford what Mobil Oil can open.
Qin Luo will find them Mobil Oil Company sooner or later!
It's just that at that time, the price will no longer be 10 billion! But 1 billion!
"Hahaha!" Thinking of this, Acton Rockefeller couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Isn't Qin Luo arrogant? I'll see how Qin Luo ends up at that time!" John echoed.
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Leaving the restaurant, Qin Luo walked towards the school.
Regarding the patent right, he needs to discuss with Fu Zhendong.
As a Chinese, Qin Luo, from the bottom of his heart, is more inclined to Huaxia.
Qin Luo would be very happy if he could sell the patent to a Huaxia energy company.
But before Qin Luo took two steps, he was stopped.
"Professor Qin?" A middle-aged man appeared in front of Qin Luo.
He was wearing a black suit, with three-dimensional features, a high nose, and a knife-cut face with fortitude.
Standing there, a chilling aura came towards him.
Qin Luo frowned slightly, a little puzzled.
Qin Luo didn't know the imposing stranger in front of him.
"My lord, Tom Ding, chairman of Lukoil, it's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Qin..." Seemingly aware of Qin Luo's doubts, the middle-aged man smiled and nodded.