Rebirth: All Patents, Cutting off the European and American Tech Tree

After finishing the meal.

Chen Hao started clearing the table.

"Son, go and rest, I'll do it!" Li Lan snatched the dishes.

"Mom, it's okay..."

"Chen Fuhai!"

Before Chen Hao could finish speaking, Li Lan glared at her husband: "Can't you see? Go and clear the table!"

Chen Fuhai was dumbfounded.

When our son wanted to clear the table, you said you would do it, but now... why are you ordering me around?

"What are you looking at? You clear the table, I'll wash the dishes!" Li Lan huffed.

"Oh..."

"Mom, my dad washes dishes especially clean."

Chen Hao added with a smile.

Chen Fuhai stared blankly at his son.

You unfilial son!

Just then, Chen Hao's phone rang.

"Chen Hao, are you back in Jinling?" It was Qian Dapeng calling.

Last time, the Deputy Mayor, leaders from the Education Commission, and school leaders personally came to Chen Hao's door to congratulate him, but the person in question had gone to Shanghai.

"I just got back, what are your orders, Old Classmate?" Chen Hao asked with a smile.

"I'm done with my work here."

Qian Dapeng was very excited: "How about tomorrow night? The whole class gets together, my treat!"

"No problem, let's all feast on the wealthy."

"You little rascal... Then I'll send a notice in the QQ group, you can't stand me up this time."

"For something like a meal, it's impossible to stand you up!"

The phone call ended.

Chen Hao, however, fell into thought.

He glanced at his dad washing dishes in the kitchen, tiptoed to the coffee table, and took the cigarettes from it: "Mom, I'm going downstairs for a walk."

"Don't stay out too late." Li Lan was still clearing the table.

QQ group...

He could never forget the internet super giants from his previous life.

Social networks.

Shopping websites.

Food delivery platforms.

These internet companies had a market value of at least hundreds of billions, and often trillions.

Their existence, although convenient for life, to be honest...

Apart from the later stages of developing big data and the Internet of Things, the overall technological content was limited.

Just like he told his dad.

Standing at the forefront, even a pig can take off.

These companies mostly seized the opportunity.

And him.

He wanted to do real business!

With his technology, capital, and ideas, if he entered these popular industries, he would inevitably have a crushing advantage.

But he didn't plan to enter directly.

However...

Not directly entering these industries was one thing.

Not making money when you have the chance.

Was against all reason!

Creation Era was currently focused on SP4.

What about Hanteng Capital?

Two purposes.

First, to invest in valuable companies.

Second, to hold massive high-end patents and collect patent fees from related industries.

He dialed a number: "Director Xia, have you had dinner yet?"

"What is it?"

"Nothing, just asking..."

"Why call me if there's nothing? Hanging up!" Xia Qingyan's tone was unkind.

She was swamped and had no time to waste on nonsense with him.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Hao quickly said: "There are a few companies I want you to take some time to learn about... Not now! Focus on the things at hand for now—also, pay attention to a few things."

First of all, keep an eye on these companies, but don't be too proactive in approaching them.

These companies have high initial financing needs.

Wait until they need it, then Hanteng Capital can step up.

Secondly.

When financing, it must be written in the agreement that Hanteng Capital has priority if the company raises funds again in the future.

Xia Qingyan noted everything down: "Anything else?"

"Nothing..."

Beep beep beep!

She had already hung up.

"My sister-in-law is indeed decisive." Chen Hao muttered to himself with a smile.

Smack!

Suddenly, he felt a blow to the back of his head.

"You little rascal! When did you learn to smoke?!"

It was Chen Fuhai standing behind him.

"Dad..."

Chen Hao sheepishly took out a cigarette and handed it over: "For the sake of being father and son..."

"Li Lan! Your son is smoking downstairs!"

Chen Fuhai raised his head and shouted upstairs.

Damn it!

Chen Hao turned and ran.

Before long, Li Lan came rushing down with a broom, full of fire.

...

Beep beep beep!

'Gathering tomorrow night, classmates get together, reply if you're free.' Qian Dapeng sent a message in the QQ group.

'+1!'

'+2!'

'+10086!'

There were 52 students in the class in total.

Before long, 44 people had replied.

'There are still a few classmates...'

Just as Qian Dapeng was about to ask, he suddenly received a private message: "Class monitor, is Chen Hao going?"

Was it Sun Qian?

Even if Qian Dapeng was stupid, he understood.

'I'm treating because of him, what's the point of treating if he doesn't go?' Qian Dapeng replied with a smile.

'+45!'

Sun Qian immediately replied in the group.

'+46!'

Just after she replied, Wang Xuewen also replied.

Okay!

Wang Xuewen had been silent all along, just waiting for Sun Qian's message.

If she went, he would go.

If she didn't go, he wouldn't bother going!

After all.

For three years in high school, he had always liked Sun Qian.

Unfortunately, Sun Qian chose to pursue Chen Hao, leaving him with not a single chance.

Now it was different!

Chen Hao had broken up with her.

The opportunity had come.

Wang Xuewen had known for a long time that the universities Sun Qian had applied to were all in Shanghai, and they would definitely go their separate ways after the start of the semester, leaving him with the opportunity... only the summer vacation!

...

10:00 AM.

Chen Hao rubbed his sore eyes.

He had been busy until late last night, and continued at 7:00 AM this morning.

On the computer.

A complex document was finally completed.

He encrypted it and opened his email.

Added the attachment.

Just as he was about to send it, he suddenly thought of something and added a sentence in the body of the email: Can you help me get a driver's license?

Traveling back and forth between Jinling and Shanghai was really inconvenient without a car.

He knew how to drive in his previous life.

But he didn't have the time to take the driver's test.

Send!

"Small Eyes."

He dialed Deng Xiaoyan's phone: "What are you doing?"

"Playing CS... Damn! I died!" Deng Xiaoyan muttered.

After the college entrance exam, he had completely let loose and was spending all day in internet cafes.

"I'll pick you up later."

"What for?"

"Just wait for me."

Coming out of the study.

His mom was home, and his dad had gone out early in the morning to deal with the transfer of the record store: "Mom, there's a classmate gathering today, I won't be eating at home."

...

Half an hour later.

The taxi drove to the outside of the residential area, and Deng Xiaoyan was looking around.

Where was the Suzuki King?

"Small Eyes, over here!"

Chen Hao got out of the car and waved, opening the back door of the taxi: "Move the stuff home."

"Haozi..."

Deng Xiaoyan ran over.

Seeing the things in the back seat, he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Damn! You... Big spender!"

In the back seat were two boxes of Moutai and several cartons of Huazi cigarettes!

"Move it to your house." Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Ah?!"

"Don't 'ah,' it's for Uncle Deng, hurry up and move it, I have something else to do!"

"Why am I moving it?"

"You're big and strong."

"..."

Deng Xiaoyan huffed and puffed as he moved the things.

"Young man..." The taxi driver spoke up.

Swipe!

Fifty yuan was handed over, and the driver immediately shut up obediently, willingly waiting.

Ten minutes later.

Deng Xiaoyan finished moving, panting: "Haozi, my parents are coming down..."

So much alcohol and cigarettes were worth at least several thousand yuan!

"Get in the car, let's go."

"Oh."

The taxi sped away.

"Haozi, where are we going?"

"To Old Classmate's house for a free meal."

He had bought two gifts, one for Deng Xiaoyan's family, and one for Qian Dapeng.

There was a gathering tonight, so he would freeload a meal at noon first, and drop off the gifts.

It would cost a lot to treat tonight, he couldn't let Old Classmate lose too much money, right?

Before long.

The taxi arrived at Qian Dapeng's residential area.

Needless to say, Deng Xiaoyan carried the two boxes of Moutai.

Chen Hao was holding the cartons of Huazi cigarettes.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, a phone call came in.

As soon as he answered, General Wang's voice came over: "Little Chen, come to the Jinling Hotel, someone wants to see you!"

Chen Hao's heart tightened.

"Okay."

He put the cartons of Huazi cigarettes on top of the alcohol that Deng Xiaoyan was carrying: "Small Eyes, take the things upstairs, I suddenly have something to do."

"Ah? Then lunch..."

"Have lunch at Old Classmate's house for me."

"I..."

"Driver."

The taxi hadn't left after unloading, Chen Hao directly squeezed into the passenger seat: "To the Jinling Hotel."