After Mores's interruption.
Although everyone no longer doubted him, no one was willing to withdraw.
The meeting ended, and Nolan's face was somewhat grim.
He looked at Charles and said,
"Uncle Charles, can you come to my Villa tonight?"
Charles heard this and gave him a deep look.
"Of course."
Then, the two parted ways.
Only after Nolan left did Charles's face turn gloomy.
"What a waste, he can't even handle a Nolan Locke."
He suspected that Nolan Locke had guessed it was him who made the move.
Only he knew Nolan Locke's exact whereabouts.
This wasn't something difficult to guess.
Leaving the meeting room, Nolan found the President, Simon Phillip.
"Boss, why are you here?"
Simon Phillip's attitude was very respectful.
Nolan said directly:
"Simon, there's probably no one who understands the company's current situation better than you."
Simon Phillip sighed.
"What the company needs to face now is immense public pressure.
And not only that, this could very likely cause buyers to lose trust in the company.
Our plan to turn things around by relying on K-01 could very well fail because of this."
After speaking, Simon Phillip concluded:
"Boss, Locke Technology Company is now on the edge of a cliff."
Nolan wasn't surprised after hearing Simon Phillip speak.
"I know the current situation. I came here this time because I have a new plan I want to discuss with you."
Simon Phillip was a bit surprised.
He didn't have much contact with Nolan.
After all, before this, this young master of the Locke family was just a tech nerd who rarely left the house.
But unfortunately, he didn't have Tony Stark's brain.
Although he considered the other party a competitor, Tony Stark didn't even know who Nolan Locke was.
Of course, the birth of K-01 changed this idea to some extent.
"K-01 can no longer support Locke Company, and furthermore, with such a major incident happening to the company, coupled with the disunity among its members, to put it bluntly, Locke Company is finished."
Nolan said nonchalantly.
Simon Phillip was startled.
"Boss, I believe Locke Company can still be saved."
Nolan didn't argue, only speaking after he had listed a series of reasons:
"What you said makes sense, but unfortunately, in my opinion, the current Locke Technology is no longer worth the effort to save.
Its structure is deformed, and the shareholders within the company clearly have their own selfish motives.
One K-01 cannot save Locke Technology; two or three products of the same level might be able to.
But why would I do that?
Compared to this, I am more inclined to start anew."
Hearing this, Simon Phillip already understood his meaning.
His Boss intended to abandon this Locke Technology named after his surname.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel despair.
Even the Boss had given up; what could a working President like him do?
Nolan watched Simon Phillip's expression change continuously.
After confirming that he had absorbed all the information, Nolan continued:
"Now, my new company needs a President, and I think you are very suitable. What do you think? Are you interested in leaving Locke Technology?"
Simon Phillip didn't refuse immediately.
He had already understood Nolan's intention.
But...
"K-01 has already been registered as a company product. If there isn't a product that can surpass K-01, even with a new company, we would be powerless."
He could only say this, hoping to dissuade the Boss.
Nolan had a smile on his face.
"That's not something you need to worry about.
But I can tell you, I lack nothing.
Do you think I've only researched K-01 after so many years?
No, that was just the most basic product.
I can guarantee that after the new product comes out, K-01 will be immediately phased out. In my new plan, the new Locke Technology will be comprehensively ahead of the existing Locke Technology.
And this time, we will enter the arms field."
Arms!
Simon Phillip was shocked.
This was not a field that ordinary people could enter.
"I need reality, not just talk, Boss."
Hearing this sentence, Nolan knew he had convinced him.
Then, he told Simon Phillip some basic concepts of high-tech robots.
For example, a perfect medical robot like baymax, or the Killer already in his warehouse, and so on.
Although he couldn't afford them, who couldn't boast?
Besides, he wasn't lying.
When he needed to bring them out, he would naturally do so.
This conversation lasted for a full two hours.
When he left, Simon Phillip felt dazed.
If something hadn't happened to Old Locke, how much longer would Boss Nolan's research and inventions have been buried?
Although he wasn't a researcher, as the President of a technology company, he naturally understood technological knowledge.
What Boss Nolan showed him was all theoretically supported.
Unbelievable!
That's the only way he could describe it.
At the same time, he also accepted the task Nolan gave him.
The business world is like a battlefield; no one is naive.
Since the decision to perform a 'golden cicada shedding its shell' was made, it was natural to carefully screen the internal resources of Locke Company and inject them into the new company.
Of course, the most important thing was that they had to engage in some illegal operations.
However, with him as the President and the Big Boss personally orchestrating it, they would definitely not be discovered.
After all, who would have thought that the company's Big Boss was planning to leave?
For a moment, he trembled with excitement.
After poaching Simon Phillip.
Nolan no longer had any attachment to the company.
Although the company's development was gradually declining, this really had nothing to do with Simon Phillip.
Moreover, he needed someone to help manage the company.
In the past few years, Simon Phillip had done a very good job.
Now,
It was time for him to wrap things up.
Driving back to the Villa, Nolan had a smile on his lips.
"My dear Uncle Charles, are you really as I thought?
That's truly a sad thing."
His Villa was in the suburbs.
Although the house in Manhattan was nice.
One had to admit.
It was still more comfortable living in the suburbs.
Stepping outside, there were shady trees, and a beautiful small lake was not far away.
And back when his father lived in Manhattan, he had always lived in the Villa.
Because his laboratory was here.
It was only after his father died that Nolan moved to Manhattan.
That period was simply too busy.
It was inconvenient to handle matters while living in the Villa.
But today, the suburbs were clearly more suitable.
As the doorbell rang.
Nolan, with a smile, invited Charles in.
"Uncle Charles, how many years have you known my father?"
Today, for a change, he wasn't wearing that neat suit.
Instead, he had changed into a rather loose outfit.
"It's been over thirty years, I suppose," Charles said with some emotion.
"Then, Uncle Charles, can you tell me why you wanted to kill me?"
Nolan's eyes turned slightly cold.
Reminiscing about the past?
That wasn't happening!
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