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

Chen Hao's phone was a Nokia 7110.

It had just been released last year, with a price tag of over four thousand yuan, but in Chen Hao's eyes...

Too ugly!

Performance too poor!

Simply an antique.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Ren Xue."

"Sister Xue?"

Chen Hao was taken aback.

They had exchanged phone numbers a few days ago.

"How is your side progressing? How about... I go to your house and talk to your uncle in person?" Ren Xue's tone was a little anxious.

"Wait a few more days."

"Ah?!"

"Let's leave it at that for now. I'll call you in a few days."

After saying that.

He hung up the phone.

Ren Xue wholeheartedly wanted to help catch the fraudster, but Chen Hao still hadn't given her any news.

Chen Hao didn't look at the screen and subconsciously thought it was Ren Xue, so he answered directly: "Sister Xue, give me a week..."

"Chen Hao, it's me."

The voice was very familiar: "I heard you..."

Chen Hao's expression turned cold.

Sun Qian.

In his previous life, in his decades of life, this was a woman who hadn't left too many traces.

But!

When he was at his most painful, she became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Sun Qian was the class beauty, and her family's financial situation was average.

With Chen Hao's family background, she found him fatally attractive, due to her snobbish nature.

It's easy to get together when a woman pursues a man.

The two easily got together.

When Sun Qian learned that Chen Hao's family had declared bankruptcy, she immediately proposed breaking up.

His father committed suicide by jumping off a building.

His girlfriend broke up with him.

Back then, Chen Hao was in extreme pain.

But in this life...

"We're not suitable. Let's break up."

Chen Hao didn't even blink.

In his previous life, Sun Qian had no further contact with him after graduating from high school.

She was an insignificant person whom he didn't take seriously at all.

He hung up the phone directly.

The next moment.

A figure appeared in his mind.

That was his true love in this life!

"Senior."

Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled into an extremely gentle arc: "In just over two months, I'll be able to see you."

In his previous life, their first meeting was a year later.

Chen Hao repeated a year of high school before entering that university and meeting his senior.

In this life.

He wouldn't wait for more than a year!

He wanted to see her.

The sooner, the better!

...

Microsoft Headquarters.

At 9 a.m., Bill walked into the office with a hot dog in hand, turned on his personal computer, and habitually logged into his email.

He had more than one email address.

Some were for official business, and others were for personal use.

Usually, there were more letters in the official email, while the personal email address was kept secret, and only a few people knew it.

Ding!

As soon as he logged into his personal email, he found an email.

'Mr. Gates, if I'm not mistaken, this is your next-generation system.'

'I think it's worth a lot. What do you think?'

He was slightly stunned, then smiled dismissively.

A prank?

Extortion?

Since becoming the richest man in North America, he had encountered many oddballs.

But he still casually opened the attachment.

The next moment.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

This is...

His face became increasingly ugly, and he immediately picked up the phone: "Chris, Lemon, come to my office! Immediately!"

Soon.

Two heads of the R\u0026D department arrived.

"Who?!"

Bill pointed to the attachment and shouted sternly: "Who leaked it?!"

The two heads were trembling with fear.

Could it be that classified information had been leaked?

The two looked at each other.

Which one was the mole?

Or was it other employees in the R\u0026D department?

"Call the police! Call the police immediately!"

"No matter who leaked it, I want to put him in jail!"

Bill was furious.

He had proposed the new system, and as a top architect, he knew very well that this system would achieve a leap compared to the 95 and 98 systems.

"Wait a minute!"

Chris pointed to the computer screen: "This part... we haven't started developing it yet!"

What?!

Bill was dumbfounded.

Windows XP had just started development at the beginning of the year.

As for the entire R\u0026D progress, at most only about 20% had been completed, while the system sent by the stranger had a progress of at least 50%.

How could the parts they hadn't developed be leaked?

Unless...

The other party's development speed was faster than Microsoft's!

"How could this happen?"

Bill's lips trembled: "Quick! Dig out the guy who sent the email!"

The entire technology department was busy.

Cracking the email address.

Tracing the source!

Digging people up!

An hour later.

Several technical big shots had pale faces: "Chairman, the address has been found..."

Bill was puzzled.

Found it?

Why did they still have such ugly faces?

"It's... the White House," the leading man stammered.

"Impossible!"

Bill gritted his teeth and roared: "Are you out of your mind? It's obviously a fake address! Dig deeper, the other party is disguising..."

He himself was a top technical personnel.

He knew it was a fake address.

"It's not a fake address."

The leading technical big shot shook his head: "The other party... broke into the White House firewall and used the President's office IP address to send it."

"The other party's hacking technology far exceeds ours."

"We... can't dig this person up!"

Thump!

Bill was stunned and slumped on the sofa.

It wasn't disguised as a White House address.

But...

Broke through the White House firewall!

What did this mean?

He came back to his senses and quickly ran to the computer, carefully reading the email body.

'Believe me, I can make your company's early R\u0026D investment worthless.'

'Let your company's system die in the womb.'

This meant that many subsequent R\u0026D patents would be blocked by the other party in advance.

After all, Microsoft's R\u0026D progress was only 20%.

Windows XP would inevitably die in the womb.

The early investment would become a bubble!

More importantly.

If Microsoft changed direction and redeveloped a new system, it would not only cost a lot more money, but the time would also be severely delayed.

Even...

Would the other party sell the system to Microsoft's competitors?

Thinking of the various consequences, Bill's face turned pale.

He quickly clicked the reply button and quickly entered a long string of English.

...

Chen Hao was very busy.

Very busy!

After completing the XP system architecture, he immediately started preparing the patent.

His dad's matter could be put on hold. Anyway, he didn't dare to commit suicide now, so it wouldn't matter if it was a few days later.

The prerequisite for applying for a patent was to prepare various materials.

He wasn't applying for one or two items.

But...

Countless!

At the moment, he could only apply for a small part of them according to time and importance.

Even so, the workload was amazing.

Ding!

The online email had some movement.

Chen Hao was stunned.

He clicked it open.

When he saw the reply content, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile—he had taken the bait!

'Dear Mr. H, I am honored to meet you.'

'May I ask, how much has your R\u0026D progress reached? What you sent me is only about 50%.'

The email came from Bill's personal email.

Chen Hao paused the work in his hands, and the reply content was very simple.

'100%.'

The attachment was the entire XP system architecture.

Send!

...

Thousands of miles away.

Bill received a new email, and the text content was very little.

When he opened the attachment...

"This... how is this possible?!"

Incredibly!

It was the complete version of the XP architecture!

"Quick! Quick, copy it..."

Bill exclaimed excitedly.

But it was too late to copy it, and the attachment immediately disappeared into thin air.

He was dumbfounded.

As a top software engineer, he knew very well... that his computer had been remotely controlled.

The other party could delete any information at will!

The complete version of the architecture that was sent was only to prove the sentence '100%', and the other party would not give him a chance to copy it.

Bill's hands trembled a little, and he quickly typed on the computer.

'Mr. H, what do you want?'