Eric Manson lay down dejectedly on the bed of his apartment. The floor of the room was full of unwashed clothes. There were no thrown fast food plates on the table, which made the room feel a sour smell.

Lying on the bed, Eric rolled the quilt on his body like crazy, then bit the quilt with his teeth, making a crazy cry in his mouth! He was venting, venting the deep frustration in his heart. He was a genius, but... he always failed!

God gave him extraordinary intelligence, but did not give him corresponding luck. No matter how hard he worked, the career he expected would end in failure. In the past, genius was his title, but now failure is accompanied by his name.

Leaving his teeth mark on the quilt, Eric breathed a long sigh and cheered up again.

"I am a genius! There is no doubt about it! I will succeed! I will succeed! I will succeed!" Eric murmured to himself, he was cheering himself up and hypnotizing himself.

His depressed face gradually became more confident, and it seemed that the effect of hypnosis was good.

He picked up the cold pizza left on the table, took a few bites, and then threw it down again, and now he ate just to fill his stomach and let him continue working.

There is a workbench in one corner of the room, on which is a robotic arm. The dense wires are wrapped around the skeleton of the arm, and there are sensors on the fingers of the robotic arm. This is the most expensive part on the robotic arm.

There is a cable at the tail of the robot arm connected to Eric's laptop computer, and another device modified with a motorcycle helmet is connected to the computer, which is the neural receiving device designed by Eric. It can accept instructions from the brain to pass to the robot, allowing the robot to make the brain's specified actions.

The entire set of devices looked very simple, but it was the result of Eric's wisdom and hard work. He devoted all his savings to it, and he had already made every effort to make this project.

The reason why he was so disappointed just now was because he still couldn't find a suitable investor after running for a few days. His potential investors had lost confidence in him and dared not invest money in him anymore. He refused to accept the harsh investment conditions offered by strange investors.

Eric looked at his work blankly, and he suddenly remembered his father... Thinking of his father's disappointed look, Eric slapped himself hard!

"Eric Manson, you can't fail! You have to succeed! You have to prove that he is wrong, you are not a loser!"

Eric roared at himself in a low voice. Then he put on his helmet and began to debug his mechanical arms. Tomorrow he will meet an investor... If the Oriental director is willing to invest, Eric will be confident to achieve results within one year!

Eric was also trying to try his luck when he got into the Oriental party. He didn't expect Oriental people to understand high technology. Oriental people's wealth was his most important purpose. If there was an Eastern investor, then when mechanical prosthetics were mass-prosthetics in the future, it would be easier for a Chinese shareholder to find a manufacturer.

Now it turns out that he thought a little more at that time. The cleverness of the Orientals discouraged them from Eric, whose reputation had become terrible. In the end, he only looked for a potential investor, which was the Oriental director.

Eric didn't know how Chen Fan was shooting a movie. He had never watched the movies made by Chen Fan, but he knew that Chen Fan made a lot of money by shooting a movie. As long as Chen Fan had money, it would be enough.

Extending his hand, Eric kept clenching his fists and then spreading it again, and it continued to repeat itself. The robotic arm in front of him was also doing the same thing as him, that is, the movements of the robotic arm were not as flexible as Eric's hands.

After running this for about 5 minutes, Eric made sure there was no problem with the robotic arm, so he took off the helmet from his head.

Now it's time to think about what kind of strategy to talk to Chen Fan. He doesn't want to appear weak, so he won't get a good agreement, so he needs to pretend when talking. This behavior is not a fraud but a simple business behavior. The rich experience of failure has allowed Eric to learn some businessman's methods, which may be from his father's inheritance.

...

Early the next morning, Eric took his full set of equipment into a taxi. He left early in order to prevent traffic jams on the road.

But he miscalculated. The taxi was smooth all the way, which made him arrive nearly 40 minutes earlier. He didn't want to go there early and seemed to be weak, so he hid in a cafe near Chen Fan's house with his big box in his arms.

The weather was good today, and the sun actually appeared in the sky of Lunton. Eric was lucky and chose a seat where the sun shone. Drinking the warm coffee, Eric's body became warm.

"Dongdong!"

The sound of knocking on the window made Eric, who was ecstatic, turn his head, and instantly his body cooled down. In the sun, Chen Fan, wearing a sportswear, was smiling at him.

It's over, I will definitely be considered to be very eager for his investment... Will he offer harsh conditions?

He was thinking in his head, but a smile appeared on his face.

Chen Fan walked into the cafe and sat opposite Eric. He smiled and said, "You're so early!"

"Well, I did come a little earlier. I'm afraid of disturbing you, so I'll wait here for a while!" Eric explained. His expression was not as worried as he was covering it up very well.

"Have you eaten breakfast?" Chen Fan looked at him with only a cup of coffee.

"Of course I've eaten it!" In fact, Eric didn't eat it. He had no habit of eating breakfast at all. He could just drink coffee in the morning, but of course he wouldn't say that when answering Chen Fan.

"It doesn't matter if you have eaten it. Let's go, go to my house!" Chen Fan stood up and said with a smile.

"It's not time for us to make an appointment yet."

Chen Fan grabbed Eric and said, "Okay, let's go. Don't waste time like this, go back with me! If you don't go now, I may not be at home later."

When Eric surrendered when he heard Chen Fan's words as if they were threatening and joking, he followed Chen Fan home with his big box.

After entering the door, Chen Fan first called him to sit down and he went to take a shower. Then Eric saw Li Jun whom he had met at the banquet. Li Jun directly brought a bowl of fragrant noodles and placed it in front of Eric.

"Eat it." Li Jun said to Eric with a smile.

"It looks very delicious, but... I've eaten it!" Eric looked at the bowl of noodles and was indeed hungry, but he didn't want to slap himself in the face.

Li Jun put the chopsticks on Eric's hand. From Eric's unconscious saliva, Li Jun knew that this person had not eaten yet. Seeing his arrogant look, Li Jun felt a little funny.

"Eat quickly. If you don't finish it, Chen Fan will not talk to you about business." Li Jun said with a smile.

Eric hesitated for a moment and started to eat in big mouthfuls. At first, he paid attention to his image, but later he swallowed it in big mouthfuls. Finally, he finished drinking the soup.

After he finished eating, Li Jun cleaned up the dishes and Chen Fan also changed into a dress and appeared.

"Come with me."

Eric followed Chen Fan to the study with his big box, and the two sat down.

"Can I start?" Eric asked.

Chen Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, let's talk first, and then I'll look at your research results."

"Then...what are you talking about?" Eric felt that Chen Fan was not playing according to common sense. Other investors asked him to talk less and just show them the results, but Chen Fan did the opposite.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Tell me about your previous projects and why those projects failed."

Eric remembered this question and asked Chen Fan at the banquet. He said the same answer, which was indeed the answer he summarized himself: "My luck is not very good!"

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "If you know this, I will not invest in your project!"

"Why?!" Eric shouted excitedly when he heard this. Then he saw Chen Fan's smiling face, and he calmed down, "Why... why did you say that!"

"How can I expect someone who doesn't even know how he fails? I'm not lucky? This is the most far-fetched reason I have ever heard of." Chen Fan smiled contemptuously.

Eric held his fist tightly and retorted: "I am indeed unlucky. You should know the importance of creativity in this era. My creativity is good, but I have been successfully succeeded by others. Isn't this bad luck or something?"

"Okay, because you are so sincere about this meeting, I will give you some advice for free." Chen Fan also had a contemptuous smile on his face. "Did you do your projects alone?"

"Of course! Do you suspect that I copied other people's ideas? You are an insult to me!" Eric retorted with a cold face.

"Of course not. I don't care whether you copy or not! I'm telling you that the reason for your failure is yourself!"

"Me? Yes, it's my problem! I'm not outstanding enough!" Eric lowered his head, although his body lowered his head. But he did not bow his head in his heart.

"I know others call you a genius, and I thought so before, but now I have changed my opinion! You should be called a fool! Otherwise, any genius would fail like this!" Chen Fan said directly sarcastically.

"You...you!" Eric clenched his fists and sucked his anger. "Mr. Chen, let's end our meeting here."

Just as he was saying this, Li Jun walked into the study with two cups of tea. Li Jun's appearance eased the tension, and Eric sat there silently without saying a word.

"Do you know where you are stupid?" Chen Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"You are insulting my personality! I think I should leave!" Eric picked up his big box and wanted to walk out the door.

After putting down the tea, Li Jun glanced at Chen Fan, Chen Fan smiled at her, and then Li Jun walked out.

"Actually, you don't know why you failed. If you can't find the reason, you blame luck for all your mistakes. Am I right?" Chen Fan did not stop him, but just said this sentence lightly.

Hearing this, Eric stopped. After a while in the room, Eric asked in a low voice: "I...why did I fail!"

"You are so conceited! Your abilities are indeed outstanding, so you think you don't need help from others and you can handle everything yourself, but you forget one thing, no matter how outstanding you are, you can't compare to the efficiency of a team! This is why others always take you one step faster."

Chen Fan smiled and asked, "Am I right?"

After Eric lowered his head and was silent for a while, he seemed to have made some decision and turned around and sat opposite Chen Fan again.

Chen Fan stretched out his hand and said, "Try green tea, I think you will like it!"

Eric looked at the green tea leaves, picked up the cup and took a sip. The tea was very bitter, and he swallowed it quickly. He secreted his saliva and wanted to neutralize the bitterness of the tea, but at this time he felt a faint sweetness.

This sweetness is different from the sweetness of sugar. If it is not there, it makes people feel endless aftertaste. Eric picked up the cup and took another sip.

"I like it! Now we can talk about your project!" Chen Fan said with a smile.

He looked at Chen Fan's smile as if he understood something...
Chapter completed!