After sending porcelain wedding blessings to the governor and his wife, Evan was in a state of no desire (no matter) and no matter what (no matter) to ask for things for a long time.

The instant noodle series patent finally obtained the authorization number from the Patent Office before the end of the semester. Carl joined Alphabet and made substantial progress in monetization work.

Under the introduction and recommendation of Governor's lawyer Albert, Carl found a potential buyer from the Republican funder to whom the governor belonged.

"Pinigau Foods, a well-known food trader, and the company's general manager, Mr. Arnold, hopes to buy out all patents and offer $100,000."

"Amor Foods, which mainly engages in meat processing and wheat processing, is in contact with Mr. Hermann Amor, the director of the company. He said that he could bid more and was willing to accept our plan."

Carl took all the work of choosing buyers and initial contact and negotiations with buyers, but Evan was the only one who made the final decision. Carl knew this very clearly. Therefore, after having enough high-quality candidates in hand, Carl invited Evan to the Alphabet company's station on Eighth Street and made a formal report to him.

Alphabet is just a bag company that can be counted by an employee in one palm. Although the location is located in the center of Sacramento, it only rented an office of less than 100 square meters.

After recognizing the door, he greeted four employees of the company except Carl. After listening to Carl's report carefully, Evan did not immediately give his opinion.

Evan and Albert had a detailed discussion on how to make the most profits from it. At that time, the plan was to use the instant noodle patent pool as the introduction to attract food manufacturers, traders and equipment manufacturers to form an instant noodle industry alliance. The alliance is responsible for promotion, and Alphabet, as the patent owner, collects patent licensing fees. If this idea is formed, it would be like getting a long-term meal ticket for Alphabet.

Unfortunately, the difficulty of realizing this idea is not unusual. According to Carl's report, only Amor Foods is interested in actively promoting the establishment of an alliance, and other companies almost always buy out patents, so they would rather pay a high price in one lump sum.

If Evan insists on his own opinion, the choice is obvious. Carl naturally knows this, but he still reports other interested buyers... This is a signal for Evan to show.

After thinking it through, Evan glanced at Carl and asked, "Do you have anything to add to this Amor food?"

"some!"

As Evan thought, Carl was prepared to report the information he investigated to Evan without any concealment: "Amor Food is indeed a strong company. Mr. Herman is also sincere and meets the conditions we set in advance. Unfortunately, Mr. Herman cannot make the decision. Although Mr. Herman Amor is a descendant of the founder of this company, he is no longer the owner of the company. As early as more than ten years ago, the majority of the company's shares had already belonged to a banker named Frederick Prince."

"Frederick? Is there anything special about him?"

"Evan, I have to say, you're so keen!" Carl said: "He's a rich man, a financier, and more importantly, he's a hardcore Democratic supporter and a close friend of Franklin Roosevelt."

"Oh!" Evan nodded in a clear way. My son was the governor of the Republican Party. What was the case with the Democratic Party's financial backers? After touching the fluff on his chin, he said, "Since that's the case, Amor Food will drag it for the time being. You can try harder to see if others may change their minds. If so, Amor can join in..."

"What if not?" Carl asked.

"No... then sell it and sell it to the highest bidder." Evan was a little excited.

"clear!"

"By the way, you'll ask Albert for your opinion when you go home. Although I own a majority stake in the company, I don't plan to do a one-man show."

"Okay," Carl nodded, then smiled indifferently, "But I don't think Albert would object."

"Haha!" Evan just smiled and refused to comment.

After talking about "investment", Evan remembered another thing he had told before and asked: "By the way, how are the talks between United Carbon Company?"

Carl thought for a while and asked back, "What are you asking about? Foaming of polystyrene, or is it a list of quotes for ABS materials in various colors?"

"Tell me!"

"Okay! The quote for ABS plastic has been obtained, you can check it out now." Carl said while finding a document from his desk. "As for the foaming of polystyrene, you once said it could be used to make instant noodles, so I applied for a patent first and planned to add it to the patent pool, so..."

"So, you haven't talked about this with United Carbon yet?" Evan said in surprise.

Carl spread his hands, "I will be responsible for what you said, what you are doing."

When Evan thought about it, he didn't say anything anymore, and focused on looking at the quotation list that Carl found. Looking at the ten lines at a glance, Evan was a little disappointed and sighed softly.

Carl asked curiously: "Why, is there any problem?"

Evan threw the documents back to Carl and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the colors are too small and the price is a bit expensive."

At this time, the plastics industry has just entered the civil service and is in a stage of rapid development. The types and colors of plastics are far beyond the reach of later generations.

"Do I need to consult with other companies, such as DuPont, or Dow?"

Evan nodded.

"Understand!" Carl wrote down his notebook and asked again: "Evan, do you care about these plastics, have new ideas?"

Evan smiled slightly, without answering, and said the topic of "no trace" changed: "You said you would go to New York later?"

"right!"

"Give you a new mission."

Carl sighed and looked at Evan and said, "Please give me instructions!"

Evan took out a wrinkled note from his pocket and handed it to Carl, "Go to the address above and find this person."

Carl took it and saw it read: "32-05, 37th Street, Astoria, Queens, Chester Carlson?"

Carl looked very familiar at first glance. After a moment, Carl recalled that Evan had asked Albert to check the name on the information and patent. Carl thought for a while and looked at Evan and said, "That patent for electrophotography?"

"That's right!" Evan nodded and ordered: "Finding him, I don't care what you do, be sure to take him down. Whether it's buying out his patent or establishing a company to support his research. Be careful and give priority to satisfying his wishes."

"As you wish, Carl does his best." Seeing Evan paying so much attention, Carl secretly raised the priority of this temporary task. Carl trusted Evan's vision very much, but he was not without doubts, "Evan, are you optimistic about this electronic photography?"

"certainly!"

"But whether it is buying out or supporting Carlson's research, it requires a sum of money..."
Chapter completed!