The next morning, after a hearty breakfast, Fang got up early and took a taxi to Zero Avenue, where the Cyberdyne computer company was located. At the time of departure, the traffic on the main street was quite smooth, but when they were about to reach their destination, they realized the serious traffic congestion in the super-metropolis of Los Angeles, it was many times worse than the one fangsenyan entered.
But under, Fang Sen Yan asked the address of the computer company after the car to walk. Fortunately, the headquarters of this company was extremely magnificent. Even in the high-rise buildings in Los Angeles, it stood out from the crowd. Almost as soon as one looked up, one could see the huge logo of this company from afar, so Fang Senyan also has no possibility of getting lost.
But from the moment he stepped out of the car, there was a strong sense of danger in Fonnson's core, as if he were standing on top of a tall building and looking down at it from above without a guardrail... And the closer you get to it, the more dangerous it feels...
Fortunately, Fangsenyan's destination was not the large and dangerous company, but the Buster's steakhouse a few hundred metres away. The environment of this steakhouse was not good in general. Everything was old and greasy, and the leather lining on the chairs had cracked and cracked. However, it was probably because of the delicious taste, and it still showed a tendency to be overcrowded, fang Moriyan waited for half an hour before his turn to take a seat.
Although Fang only had a cup of coffee in his seat, the waiter could be said to have told him everything in the face of a generous tip. So thirty seconds later, Fang Moran knew that the middle-aged, bald, brandy-nosed man sitting in the third row next to him was the target of his trip: Engineer Vincent. And that he was still some time away from having his breakfast.
It was clear that engineer Vincent had a good appetite. There were already several empty plates stacked on his desk, and when Fangsenyan looked over, he was dealing with a sandwich with bacon in it, he swallowed a mouthful of Hot Oatmeal with milk, patted his chest contentedly, and forked up half of his Bratwurst.
Fang waved and paid Vincent's Engineer's bill at the same time, but his actions did not win him friendship. Vincennes wiped his mouth with an indistinct handkerchief, looked over with a wary eye, and said rather impolitely:
“I'm not going to judge you for that Bill, young man, and no one is going to ask me to go easy on you during an interview.”
The engineer's last name was Goetschy, as indicated in the mission evaluation. But Fang was not discouraged. He looked Vincent in the eye and said seriously:
“Oh, I have no interest in working at Cyberdyne -- and by the way, I don't Mean to belittle your company -- five minutes, Mr. Vincent. I just need five minutes of your time. If you still want to leave after that, I'll open the door for you.”
Fang said he had noticed Vincent's yellowed index finger, pulled a Havana cigar from his pocket, cut it, and handed it to him. Apparently, this $100 cigar managed to soften engineer Vincent's impatience and arrogance. He snorted through his nostrils, ignited the dark, powerful, imposing cigar, and took a small puff, leaving the mellow smoke in his mouth for a moment, he reached his throat and spat it out gently, then closed his eyes slightly:
“Go ahead.”
Fang Moriyan paused for a moment, as if he were carefully preparing his words. Then he said:
“I am a resident of the seven [ * * ] Road -- the area where there were rumors of a large-scale terrorist attack yesterday.”
Vincennes gave a characteristic nod to indicate that he knew, and then said coldly:
“Four minutes.”
“There was a violent explosion near my house. I was taking a nap at home at that time, and the windows were all broken. After a while, the downstairs was surrounded by the police. After the police withdrew their guard, I found this when I was cleaning the room.”
Fang senyan stretched out his palm after he finished speaking. There was an ordinary-looking object in his palm, but it glowed with a strange light blue electric current. It was the mission item: the main CPU chip (incomplete) !
Vincent had been puffing away with his eyes closed and was about to reveal his arrogance. However, when he saw the thing in Fang Moryan's hand, he glanced at it briefly, then his face gradually became serious, later is sitting up and then took the chip from the hands of Fang Senyan.
This Vincent engineer was capable. At one time, he was one of the main project managers in the company. However, he was usually unkempt, and his surname, Ge, was also quite irascible, thus offending many people, it has been marginalised at the top in recent years.
Still, Vincent heard the news yesterday, it said the FBI had found“Items significantly beyond current technology” and had turned them over to the company's headquarters. Skynet was originally developed using the remaining chips and bodies of the T-800, according to the movie's plot. Headquarters had already held overnight meetings, handing over all this stuff to Moss Dyson's R & D Department, which had apparently sidelined vincent-and, understandably, had been the main reason why Fang had been so displeased since his arrival.
As Vincent took the chip from him, he became more and more engrossed in it. His eyes lit up with enthusiasm, and he muttered to himself:
“This kind of transmission... ... would have a carbon-based structure There could be more than one hundred thousand dots on it ! Damn, I see something in my eyes ? Wireless function base, how is that possible, Rafael, go ahead and activate the jet impulse module, Rafael, pull .... ..."
At this time, Fang Moryan also received a hint of the nightmare mark.
You managed to get Vincent access to the main CPU chip
Side Task: contact (finish)
You can be rewarded with the following options:
A: give the chip to Vincent for a certain (10-25) favor and a small reward. The floating degree of likeability is directly related to the charm value of the contractor.
B: selling the chip to Vincent reduces his liking for you by (30-50) points, and pays him a moderate amount of money.
Deep in thought, Vincent came to his senses. Fang took the chip right out of his palm and smiled with a hateful sincerity:
“Now, does Mr Vincent have time to discuss the price with me?”
Before Vincent could react, he exclaimed:
“What? What Price?”
Fang smiled and said:
“The price to transfer this chip to you.”
Vincent's face darkened and he lowered his voice to stare at Fang Senyan:
“How much do you want? $1,000, $2,000? $10,000, F * ck! Don't go overboard. I only have to call out once, and the cute police will rush in and arrest you, the greedy guy!”
“But the police won't give you the chip either!” Fang Moryan smiled, but his eyes were as sharp as needles. Although he didn't know Vincent's current situation, he was right to the point.
“Also, please note, Mr. Vincent, that I have now confirmed the authenticity and value of this item from you, so you are not my only potential customer right now. If your offer doesn't satisfy me, then I think maybe the other Sapodin engineers will make a generous offer. "
Vincent, livid, stood up and paced back and forth like a desperate beast trapped in a cage, muttering something that was probably slang for home, then he took out all the money in his wallet and put on a pocket watch with the words 1944 on it.
“You Greedy Devil! Here, damn it, this watch, this is one of the things my father left me, and then you can hand over that magic chip and get the hell out of my face as fast as you can! Let me never see your greedy face the best! "
Fang also had instant information about the two props:
Dollar (397) : currency, valuables, that can be carried out of the world, or sold to space in exchange for 133 universal points.
Swiss gold pocket watch (1944)”
Equipment type: accessories
Place of origin: Bern Clock Factory, Swiss Confederation
Equipment Rarity: White
Equipment Effect: strength + 1
Equipment Requirements: none
Material: iron/aluminum
Weight: 182 grams.”
The equipment combat effectiveness score: 4
Explanation: my lifelong wish is to go to Salt Lake City, to be a devout Mormon, but this wish seems to be to be completed by my son.
Note: The dollar that Fang Senyan consumes in this world does not carry the same special instructions as an ordinary currency, nor does an ordinary pocket watch, and can not be taken out of this world.
Looking at these two things, Fang Senyan is not in a hurry to reach out to take, but held the chip, the corners of his mouth revealed a mysterious smile, slightly shook his head. Vincent's eyes gleamed menacingly and he said in a menacing tone:
“The Devil will come to you, young man, if you are too greedy.”
Fang senyan sighed. At that moment, he had a deep appreciation of the happiness that J-merchants felt when they squeezed out the bottom-of-the-box benefits of others at the negotiating table bit by bit:
“Dear Mr. Vincent, please don't take this the wrong way, I just want to ask you one more question.”
Vincent stared fixedly at Fang Senyan's left hand, which was gripping the chip. His nose and bald head were smeared with oil, and he growled in a growl that he tried to suppress:
“What more do you want!”
Fang Senyan will suddenly hold the palm of the open, his palm suddenly appeared in the middle of the two identical chip! This caused Vincent's eyes to widen like a dead fish, then glaze over, as if Vincent's heart were pumping violently, pumping blood into his brain.
“I just wanted to ask, what would you get for two chips if they were sold to you?”
Well, it's been a long time since I've interacted with you. Here's a quiz:
What was Vincent's father like?