146 真的是祖传，我爷二十多年前就琢磨钛夹的事儿了(1/8)
“许老,您不去看看?”“我就不了。”许济沧道,“看见美国人,我总想一刀捅进去,现在国家也不让。”
“和平了,但有些臭毛病改不掉。交给孩子弄吧,他比我更适合。”
周见深听到刚刚许济沧说他“自己”的专利要和强生合作,在那时候周见深感觉到了一丝丝的别扭,许济沧话语里的别扭。
这个决定出乎周见深的意料,他以为应该是许济沧多年磨出来的一些想法最后会给许文元。
没想到许文元这小子是一点都不想要。
人们安安静静的等着,只是有几个同声传译时而蹑手蹑脚的从会议室里进出,和省市领导汇报进度。
半个小时后,许文元和强生的人走出来。
眼看着一堆外国人从电梯里下来,除了许济之外所有人几乎都同时肃立。
许文元在人群里是那么的刺眼。
强生副总裁威廉的西装扣子解开了一颗,领带也松了,挂在脖子上,歪歪扭扭的。
他边走边笑,笑的时候眼角的褶子都堆起来,露出里面那两粒灰蓝色的眼珠,亮亮的,像刚擦过的玻璃。
看起来他很放松,和之前刚来的时候不一样,甚至连傲慢劲儿都淡了很多。
"You know what, Xu? You're a crazy son of a bitch. I've been doing this for twenty-five years, and I've never met anyone who walks into a room full of executives and tells them their experts are
garbage. Never. You know what my first boss would've said? He would've said, 'That kid's got balls the size of Texas.”
(你知道吗,许?你真是个疯狗。我干了二十五年,从没见过谁走进一屋子高管,当面说他们的专家都是垃圾。从来没有。
你知道我第一个老板会怎么说吗?他会说,“那小子的胆子太大,别去招惹他。”)
许文元笑了一下,把档案袋夹在胳膊底下,腾出手来整了整领口。
"Someone had to tell you. You guys were out there jerking around with prototypes for three years, spending millions, and still couldn't figure out why the clip wouldn't hold. I figured it out on a
Tuesday afternoon, between a polyp and a bleeding ulcer. You should be buying me dinner for the next ten years."
(总得有人告诉你们。你们在那儿拿原型瞎折腾三年,花了几百万,还是搞不明白为什么夹子夹不住。
我一个周二