Technology derived

Chapter 1177
After all, a private company has forced the world's giants and major countries to bow their heads, admit their mistakes, and apologize. This has never happened before.

Not just before, not even in the future.

Of course, everyone knows that the root cause of all this is not how great the mortal technology is, nor how advanced the technology is or how advanced the mortal technology is.

On the contrary, it is only because Mortal Technology has deployed 240 space-based weapons that surround all strategic satellites of the US government and can destroy them at any time.

It's just because Mortal Technology is the only space overlord at the moment, which can bring any country back to the primitive society without satellites, navigation, and internet in minutes!

To put it bluntly, everything still speaks for itself!
Otherwise, why do you let these giants bow their heads?

Even the final result is completely opposite.

Just imagine, if mortal technology does not have space-based weapons and is not a space overlord, what kind of situation will it be?
The US will not bow, India will not apologize, and South Korea will not revoke the fine.

On the contrary, they will even intensify.

The penalty for the fine, the ban for the ban.

In the end, mortal technology can only be sold and developed within a limited range such as China.

If you want to go global, you can only agree to their request, let them take shares, and share the profits together.

In that case, mortal technology would no longer be Wang Fan's mortal technology.

Even his soul figure will be emptied.

Just like the current BAT, although Ma Yun, Li Yanhong and others have absolute right to speak, how much of their shares and profits can they account for?
Most of them are dowries for others.

Even more than half of the wealth flows into the pockets of foreigners.

But Mortal Technology is completely different. Mortal Technology is an enterprise owned by Wang Fan alone, and everything is Wang Fan's own.

These days, there are quite a few awesome companies in China, but like Mortal Technology and Huawei, there are not many, or even a few, companies that are purely Chinese.

Of course, some things cannot be said.

For example, when BAT started back then, Robin Li, Jack Ma, and Ma Huateng, all of China sought investment, but no one made a move.They all think that the three of them are either fools or lunatics, unreliable.

In the end, foreigners feel that there is a future, choose to believe in them, spend a lot of money, and make large-scale investments.

This is how BAT is today.

There is no way. At the beginning, it was foreign capital investment that made BAT. Today, it is only natural that BAT takes its due profits.

But Wang Fan is completely different. Ordinary people's technology cannot tolerate any capitalists.

In other words, all capitalists, international giants, and governments of various countries cannot take any penny or gain any benefit from Mortal Science.

This is unacceptable to all countries.

After all, whether it is Apple or Google, it is not Cook and Larry Page's own. On the contrary, they are just a small part.

The capital tycoon is the real big boss behind the scenes!

But Mortal Technology is not. Its market value exceeds one trillion U.S. dollars and ranks first in the world. This makes everyone excited, but it is really helpless to not be able to obtain a dime of interest.

Therefore, they will attack mortal technology, want to change this form, and force mortal technology to compromise and bow their heads.

But alas, they failed.

Complete defeat!

It is also because of this that even if the governments of various countries bow their heads, Wang Fan will not show any mercy.

All of this can only be said that they deserve it, and they deserve it.

On the contrary, Wang Fan has to go one step further.

If you bow your head and admit your mistake, and revoke the punishment, it will be over, how can it be so easy?
But the United States has done this, and it has to express itself.

It was early morning in Huaxia on the second day, but it was still night in the United States.

Epson paced back and forth in the room, restless, and said in a long-winded manner: "Is there any movement?"

"It hasn't moved yet!"

"I'm almost dying of anxiety, what the hell is Mortal Technology doing?"

"We all apologized and bowed our heads. Their space-based weapons still surround all our satellites!"

"What do you mean! Could it be that Wang Fan intends to continue like this?"

"It just doesn't make sense."

……

Cullen, the leader of Nasa on the opposite side, couldn't help but get dizzy listening to Epson's rambling.

In addition, I didn't sleep all night, and I was so sleepy, but I couldn't sleep because of the nagging.

That feeling is a little better than death.

Cullen couldn't help shaking his head, with a bitter expression on his face, his eyes fell on the big screen opposite, then he stood up instantly and said, "Epson, shut up!"

For a while, Epson really shut up, but he was very angry in his heart.

My dignified President of the United States, the leader, you are a small bureau chief, just let me shut up!
Too much!

In anger, Epson was just about to explode, but Curry was very happy, pointing to the big screen opposite, and said: "Move, move, the space-based weapons of mortal technology are retreating!"

"What!" Epson was stunned, all the anger dissipated in an instant, and he quickly looked back, seeing the space-based weapons start to move, Epson beamed with joy: "Haha, good, good! They finally withdrew , withdrew!"

"Yeah, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. When they finish withdrawing, I will ask for leave and go home to sleep!" Curry said with a smile, his face full of joy: "I'm really tired."

"It makes sense, but you don't have to go home, just stay in the White House, I'll arrange it for you, haha!" Epson was in a good mood.

Then he turned around and took out a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, and said with a smile, "Come on, it's midnight, this is not working time, you, let's go one by one!"

"Good idea!" Curry beamed.

When you are in joy, it is undoubtedly the best to have some wine to cheer you up.

The two of them were in a good mood while drinking some wine while watching the space-based weapons of mortal technology retreat on the big screen opposite.

Cullen couldn't help sighing: "Hey! This time, mortal technology really messed us up. In the future, it's better not to provoke him. To be honest, the former president committed suicide because of provoking mortal technology. It’s almost impossible to guarantee it at the end of the festival!”

"Hey! Even if I want to provoke him in the future, I won't dare. It would be too embarrassing to be surrounded by their space-based weapons again. Haha!"

Epson said with a smile, but he was very upset.

At the same time, the space agencies of various countries have discovered the space-based weapons surrounding the American satellites with mortal technology, and they have changed and began to retreat.

Thinking that mortal technology is finally going to stop, and this time the turmoil is finally coming to an end, I can't help but shake my head.

And Epson and Cullen drank with gusto, even a little drifting.

But soon, both of them discovered the problem.

Epson pointed to the big screen and said, "Look, why is it not moving?"

"What's not moving!" Cullen was a little puzzled.

"Space-based weapons of mortal technology, stop moving!"

Cullen's complexion changed suddenly, and his drunkenness became sober in an instant.

(End of this chapter)