The power of money is immense, and Jimmy’s efficiency is top-notch.
Within three days of Zhang Tianxing’s request, Jimmy brought the good news of approval.
“Boss Zhang, your trip to Amsterdam has been approved. This document signifies your legitimate departure,” Jimmy said, beaming.
“Alright, thank you, Jimmy. By the way, have we filed the lawsuit against the FBI?” Zhang Tianxing asked casually.
“The Boston court has accepted the case. We can win this lawsuit, but it will likely only be a paper victory,” Jimmy replied honestly. After all, Zhang Tianxing was Chinese, and discrimination in the United States was a common occurrence.
This was something money couldn't solve, as it was a country that judged by race.
“I just want that piece of paper. I’m willing to spend whatever it takes. We cannot let them bully us Chinese,” Zhang Tianxing stated coldly.
“Boss Zhang, the FBI actually made a suggestion to me. Would you like to hear it?” Jimmy asked in a low voice.
Seeing Jimmy’s expression, Zhang Tianxing understood. It seemed the FBI had put pressure on Hamlin Law Firm, otherwise, Jimmy wouldn’t have that look.
“Let’s hear it. What high opinion do they have?”
“They said if you drop the lawsuit, they will revoke the restriction and offer you some compensation. It’s not a large sum, but it’s their way of showing they’ve acknowledged their mistake, as long as you let this matter go.”
Zhang Tianxing shook his head. This was impossible.
Seeing Zhang Tianxing’s expression, Jimmy understood. He sighed, realizing that any settlement money was not meant for him, and they would have to continue the legal battle.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Little Boss Zhang, what is it that compels you to continue this lawsuit? If you pursue it, you will only win a paper victory with no significant financial compensation. Now, a settlement offers economic recompense. May I ask why?”
Seeing Jimmy’s perplexed look, Zhang Tianxing smiled. “I am not seeking justice for myself; I am seeking justice for the Chinese people. If I accept money and let them off this time, they will bully my compatriots again. Surviving in a foreign land is not easy. I cannot allow our compatriots’ living environment to become even harsher for a little bit of money.”
“The Chinese people have already suffered enough. Starting today, from this moment on, we will slowly reclaim the dignity that our people have lost.”
Alright, it was understandable. Zhang Tianxing’s vision was extraordinary. Ordinary people think only of their own small concerns, but Zhang Tianxing’s starting point was much higher.
He was not acting for personal gain, but to ensure that Chinese people would no longer face discrimination in this land.
“If I let this go, more Chinese people will suffer this unjust treatment in the future. I can only stand up and fight, especially since I have a little money,” Zhang Tianxing stated, very clear about his position.
“Your flight is tomorrow. You can fly directly to Amsterdam then.” Jimmy handed over the plane ticket. Zhang Tianxing took the ticket and kissed it.
Even the plane ticket exuded an air of freedom. He had been here for quite some time. While this place was good, it was not his home. He wanted to go home. Zhang Tianxing missed his home.
…
Zhang Tianxing, Guo Jiajia, and Feng Changlun, a group of three, boarded a plane and arrived in Amsterdam, the country known for its tulips.
“Boss Zhang, the company that produces lithography machines is ASML. You are here today to demonstrate your financial strength. They are a group of people blinded by money,” Feng Changlun told Zhang Tianxing.
The wealthier people are, the more they value money. Feng Changlun was worried that Zhang Tianxing might try to save money and waste more time arguing with ASML.
After all, this was not China, and he feared delays. Especially since the United States was currently viewing Zhang Tianxing unfavorably.
If they knew Zhang Tianxing had purchased lithography machines, the situation would likely become even more severe, and the FBI would take further action against him.
The immediate priority was to act decisively and swiftly before the United States could react.
They needed to install the lithography machines here directly and air-freight them back to China to avoid any further complications.
“Alright, I understand. Money is a trivial matter. As long as it can be solved with money, it’s not a problem,” Zhang Tianxing nodded.
The group arrived at ASML, and the executive director, Karin, approached them.
Karin appeared distressed. “Mr. Feng Changlun, you need to find a way to pay for these two lithography machines. You paid the deposit then, and now the machines are built, but you say the research institute has gone bankrupt. What will happen to these two lithography machines? These are specialized machines, different from other models. We can’t sell them at a reduced price now.”
Karin was fuming internally. If this continued, the company’s employees would soon be unable to receive their salaries.
He would later suggest to the board that anyone ordering a lithography machine must pay the full amount upfront. They would not do business with those who didn’t.
This had happened several times in the past two years. There were now five lithography machines accumulating in the warehouse, each with a different research focus.
This severely impacted ASML’s capital utilization efficiency.
Feng Changlun stepped forward and hugged Karin. “Dear Karin, I am here today to solve your problem.”
“Really? I have five ready-made lithography machines here. Here are their specifications.” Karin quickly said.
Feng Changlun was about to take them when Karin hurriedly withdrew one of the sheets.
“You probably don’t need to look at this one. The technology in this model is too advanced for you to use.”
What was Karin’s intention? Was he looking down on them?
Moreover, Zhang Tianxing was preparing to enter the mobile phone industry. With lithography machines, the issue of mobile phone chips would no longer be a problem requiring them to beg others.
They had to acquire this lithography machine. He wondered how much it would cost.
“I want to see the specifications of this lithography machine. What is its nanometer size?” Feng Changlun asked excitedly.
“This is 157 nanometers. This is our latest technology, and you won’t be able to use it,” Karin said solemnly. Feng Changlun’s institution was only a research institute and couldn’t possibly utilize such high-end technology; the cost-effectiveness was not suitable.
“You have five units in stock? How much for all of them?” Zhang Tianxing directly asked.
“Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know how much one lithography machine costs?” Karin said with displeasure. What was wrong with Feng Changlun? This young man with him was so impolite and boastful, wanting to buy five units. Did he know how much these five machines cost?
Such a young person, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth, interjecting when the adults were speaking…