As a German, Ricky doesn't really like China. Because West Germany hates CCCP for splitting Germany, making his motherland the front line of the Cold War confrontation in the past fifty years. However, the East Germans hated CCCP more than West Germany showed in order to disguise themselves as victims.

Ricky, who was born in Dresden, fled from East Germany to West Germany twenty years ago. He gradually grew up in this kind of hate for the Communist Party. As the Cold War ended, the CCCP collapsed, and this kind of hatred for the Communist Party became the political correctness of a generation.

And now in the world, with the disappearance of CCCP, China is one of the few and largest socialist countries. From this point of view, as a veteran German, Ricky has reason to have innate hostility towards any Chinese.

In fact, the Germans are so schizophrenia that while kneeling down and doing business in China, they openly support various separatists to appear in Germany, and even accept meetings from politicians.

If we look at the representatives of China's separatist forces in the next twenty years, few people will not play in Germany. If we say that this political atmosphere is not based on public opinion, politicians are overdoing their own things?

There are no innocent people in politics, and citizens who have suffered damage to the interests of the Occupy Central Committee in Hong Kong may not have participated in the anti-Twenty-Three Articles movement. Even if they did not realize that at that time, this would lead to the Occupy Central Committee. However, this causal relationship is clear, so they must have the awareness of accepting the current situation.

"Chinese?" Ricky frowned and looked at Mark, covering the microphone and asked, "It's time, what is a Chinese who comes to see me? If there is nothing to do, just send him away."

As one of the world's largest lithography machine manufacturers, many people want to see its president every day. But if Ricky meets everyone's requirements, he basically doesn't have to do anything else.

Judging from Ricky's expression, he was obviously a little dissatisfied with Mark's inconsistency. However, as the president of Asmay, he is not such a reckless person, at least he is willing to listen to the reason why he reported this matter.

Mark opened his laptop, as if he wanted to confirm the content before he dared to report: "This Chinese name is Fang Jiange, and the Chinese person in charge of our Asmay when we bid for the Huajing lithography machine project in China. He said there is information from the source of Nikon immersive lithography technology."

"Chinese, do you have Nikon's information?" Ricky doubted for a moment, then nodded as if he was thinking of something, "Okay, wait for me and arrange for us to have a brief meeting later."

"Okay." Mark recorded Ricky's request and then bowed and retreated.

"Mr. James? Please wait for a while about Nikon. Something may happen, so we will continue to contact you later..."

The Netherlands is a beautiful country. As early as the 17th century, it resounded throughout the world with the reputation of the maritime coachman. This country, whose land area is less than a fraction of China, once dominated the world four hundred years ago and built the world's largest capitalist power.

By the end of the twentieth century, the Netherlands was already a developed country with very high per-person income. It was famous for its seawalls, windmills, tulips and tolerant social atmosphere. It achieved free and open writing and reading as a notorious achievement in terms of anesthetics, misstepped women and same-sex marriages, and euthanasia.

No matter how the outside world views this country, just from the perspective of urban scenery, it is indeed worthy of the name of a developed country.

Fang Jiange has been standing in this conference room and looking at the dark night sky for a long time.

Feldhofen is a very small city in the Netherlands, located in the southeast of Amsterdam. If you want to compare, its size and style are about the same as in the district of Dagang. Various sports events are held here all year round, including football, basketball, tennis, and even bridge competitions. This economic scale and characteristic destined to be an elegant and peaceful city.

When night fell, the vehicles in the city decreased rapidly. But street lights on the road, and the neon lights and signs between the buildings reflected the dazzling scenery. These precipitated sense of history, combined with the freshness brought by technology, create a unique atmosphere.

Of course, this is no longer a new sight for Fang Jiange. Behind his heavy mood are other problems. It is said that capital has no borders, but merchants still have borders after all. No matter how strong multinational companies develop, they will always have a birthplace, that is their foundation.

The weak capitals from China are nervously looking at the world of appearance. As a group of Chinese businessmen who have come out, Fang Jiange is in the world's most advanced factory. It is impossible to say that he is not in a heavy mood. Compared with the international advanced level, the gap between Chinese people's investment in science and technology is really too big!

The citizens of Feldhofen can easily live well. Compared with China, which was still a problem in the 1990s, the Dutch are undoubtedly happy.

But this happiness has gradually revealed the rotten atmosphere of some old European corpses. People here have become accustomed to the nine-to-five life. Once it is time to get off work, the vitality of the industrial and commercial area will quickly disappear. On the contrary, the red light area, narcotics and rotten alcoholics, have filled all the dark corners.

This is a city that uses the name of freedom to practice depravity.

What Fang Jiange hates the most is the arrogance of these Europeans under the humble and polite mask. Of course, as a world-class large company, Asmay's employees will not express any disrespect to him. However, it will not prevent every Dutch he met from maintaining the most official expression - that is, expressionless.

It seems that in the eyes of these people, Fang Jiange is no different from a salted fish.

Well, before truly showing his power, no one would know whether Bao Hongxing took out a salted fish or a Shangfang sword.

Compared to the Dutch, in the eyes of the Japanese, Fang Jiange was really a short-sighted and arrogant salted fish.

During this period, in order to coax the Japanese, Fang Jiange really played a role of urgent IQ several times. Haha, as proud as him, saying that he was not holding his anger in his heart, so how could it be?

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and the door of the conference room suddenly made a Kara sound, and was pushed open from outside. Asmay's president Ricky walked in impatiently with a cold face.

"Mr. Fang," Mark said in English: "This is Mr. Ricky, our Asmay president."

Fang Jiange slowly turned around, his eyes flashed over Mark's face, and he looked at Ricky. The man had a hooked nose and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. He was obviously not an easy person to deal with.

What is surprising is that Fang Jiange's English is quite standard. He spoke standard English with the Upper East District accent of New York, nodded slightly to Ricky and said, "Mr. Ricky, I am the chairman of China DreamWu Group, Fang Jiange."

"As a Chinese, how could Mr. Fang have Nikon's information?" Ricky asked straightforwardly without any politeness.

"Please sit down." Fang Jiange pulled a seat beside him, sat on it, knocked on the conference table and said, "Whether it is China or Japan, it is too far from Dutch beans. President Ricky wants to know the reason, so it is better to sit down and listen slowly."

Ricky was a little disgusted with Jiange's rebel, but he still sat down according to his request.

"Okay, now can you say it?" Ricky said, holding his chin and looking at him with his nostrils.

Fang Jiange twitched the corner of his mouth and suppressed the anger in his heart. Maybe this German guy hasn't figured out the situation yet. Is this a begging person?

"There is a proverb in China. The brighter the lights, the darker it is." Fang Jiange sneered and asked back, "I wonder if President Ricky has any thoughts on this sentence?"

Ricky waved his hand, but did not take on his topic, and said impatiently: "Chinese, I don't want to guess riddles with you. If you have any information about Nikon, please tell me. I am a standard German, and I value efficiency and rigor, and I have no interest in what you say."

"Okay, let me speak straight to the point." Fang Jiange scoffed at Ricky's words, a standard German? Haha.

He was sitting on the chair with a god and said relaxedly: "Nikon's immersive lithography technology actually comes from China."

Ricky looked at Fang Jiange in confusion, shook his head and said, "This is impossible. Immersive lithography is a technology with very high technological content. With China's scientific level, how can it be completed for such a project?"

In Ricky's opinion, Fang Jiange's words were almost provocative. If Nikon invested a lot of capital and completed the development of immersive lithography technology in a short period of time, then he, the president, is still understandable.

But if China, which has no achievements in the microelectronics industry, developed this technology before Asmay, wouldn’t it be accusing him of dereliction of duty? It would be a mistake that the Japanese are not as good as the Chinese are, and it is a matter of ability.

Fang Jiange didn't say much, but just threw a piece of information at Ricky. This world never simply operates with human will. Even if he is unwilling to accept the objective laws, it will work. Since Ricky doesn't want to believe it, then just come up with strong evidence.
Chapter completed!