Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 293 Jason and Suzy, the outsiders of the Hawke family
At dusk, Tommy and Jason sat on a bench outside the Stanford University Shopping Center, drinking soda and eating secret burgers from Stanford University's unique "Never Graduate Burger Shop".
The reason why this hamburger restaurant is called this name is because the owner is already in his forties and has not yet received his Stanford University diploma. In fact, he had completed his studies in the next ten years and could have graduated, but he no longer wanted to graduate and leave Stanford. After all, the hamburger restaurant business was very good, and his wife, whom he met when he opened the hamburger restaurant, was very beautiful and was an associate professor at Stanford University at the time.
If he were a normal man, he wouldn't want to leave again.
Jason's spendthrift girlfriends Susie and Sophia, led by Quinn, nominally acted as shopping guides for the two but actually blatantly took advantage of the two women, rushed into the Stanford Shopping Center across the street to go shopping.
"Is the university in your hometown of Rhode Island like Stanford? You can spend tens of thousands of dollars just by taking your girlfriend for a ride on campus?" Jason drank juice, looked at his girlfriend who always attracted people's attention wherever she went, and said in a tone of doubt about the world:
"I never understood why Stanford University built such a large high-end shopping mall. How could students have the money to spend? Now I understand. They probably didn't want to make money from students. The huge girlfriends of Silicon Valley alumni can keep their sales high. This is why Susie urged me to take her back to Stanford to experience the campus culture. The cost of returning to my alma mater is extremely high. The capitalists should be hanged! They have even extended their black hands to make money into the campus!"
The Stanford Shopping Center that Jason cursed was now standing blatantly in front of him, covering an area of nearly 130,000 square meters. Various high-end luxury brands had opened branches here. As long as you had money, you could buy everything from real estate, cars, and private yachts to the latest women's underwear from luxury brands in this shopping center.
"It may also be that the school is worried that alumni will not be active in donating to their alma mater, so they took remedial measures. If they don't donate, then they will try to get those guys to make large purchases in school." Tommy took a bite of the burger and said vaguely.
Jason drank the soda until the straw made a hissing sound, then he said, "Why did you go to see the professor first? You should know that the professor will not support you. He has been advocating Internet freedom for more than a year or two. Otherwise, why do you think the Internet United Nations Organization let him be the chairman? You should go back to the company, develop a business plan, and promote AmigaOS to the market. After the market is launched, we can talk about the teacher-student relationship."
"Have you been urged by many people in the past two years? After all, the news that Microsoft created nearly 20,000 millionaires seems to have happened just yesterday. Those guys are eager to push that thing to the market, list it to make money, continue to expand, and then split it up and list it to make money... I guess to sum up, what those guys said to you is probably this." Tommy finished his burger, stood up and threw the garbage into the trash can, sat back down, and then slowly said to Jason:
"If I wanted, I could realize what they said to you before they realized it and put money in my pocket. Why did I run to the damn TV network? Why did I fuck Murdoch's ass? Why didn't I come back to the company after graduation to polish AmigaOS with you, but let Sophia help me organize the countless meeting minutes faxed to me every day, and waste time reading them slowly, instead of sitting in the conference room and discussing excitedly with you, just like when I was in Actor?"
"Because you haven't tried an old Australian man's ass?" Jason asked with a smile.
Tommy nodded. "Maybe. The money we get from whoring is quite good. When AmigaOS is released, the EFF will cease to exist. The development of computers will shift from commercial use and education to the Internet and home entertainment. It will be a beautiful blue ocean like the Pacific Ocean. Sharks will rush in and bite their opponents or be bitten by them until the ocean turns red. Relying on the existing TV networks and vulgar newspapers, in the name of freedom and free, we can get the largest number of ignorant people to support us and act as the teeth of our shark."
"Except for your Los Angeles property, you have donated almost all of the wealth you have received in the past few years in the name of supporting various freedoms and justice. Of course, I know that those donations are not purely for freedom and justice, but I don't quite understand. Tommy, to be honest, do you remember the first time we met? In dormitory E-66, we asked each other about the purpose of coming to California to study, and found that everyone had the same purpose, which was to get California hotties and our current wealth..." Jason said here, looked around, and leaned close to Tommy's ear:
"I can get all the women in California to line up and come to my door, one a day from now on, or even ten a day if you want, enough for us to sleep with each other until we die at the age of ninety without repeating the same thing."
After saying this, he sat up straight again and asked sanctimoniously, "If you like power, then run for president. If you like wealth, you already have it now. Why? Why can't you just make money through conventional business means, relax yourself, launch AmgiaOS, and let the various departments of the company make plans? Or if you like to decide everything yourself, you can go to the company and stare at various data reports every day. Why do you always give people a very aggressive impression?"
"Jason, what did I say? You lack a sense of social responsibility and only think about women all day long. That's why I'm nicknamed the Righteous Man and you're nicknamed the Cowherd." Tommy took out a cigarette, gave one to the other, and said with a smile, "We should use our wealth to help make this country a better place."
Jason took the cigarette. "Yeah, if by social responsibility you mean sending a flat-earth idiot to Congress to build a better America, you did it."
"Do you know what the most attractive thing about the United States is? It's its democracy and freedom. In this country, we can do whatever we want to do, right?" Tommy lit a cigarette for Jason, then lit one for himself, and said to himself, "How are your three children who were sent abroad living? Have they thought about what they want to do when they grow up?"
Jason rolled his eyes. "How should I know? I don't care what they are going to do, just like their mothers don't care whether I am still alive or not. They only care whether Susie can continue to pay child support for me if I die suddenly, or simply take all my property."
"Okay, let's use the example of my and Otilia's unborn child. Let's say we give birth to a pure little angel who is as cute as Otilia. He has no interest in the family business and wants to be a doctor who heals illnesses and saves lives when he grows up, or a poet who sings praises of a better life. As a father, I must support his decision. He can do whatever he wants. This is his freedom. But here comes the problem. If he has a small accident during an operation and accidentally kills a dozen patients, or if he accidentally burns a few niggers to death at a KKK poetry reading because of the success of his new poem, what should I do?"
Jason looked at Tommy's serious expression and scratched his hair in despair. "You should consider aborting this child, man. A small accident in surgery killed more than a dozen patients? Are you sure your child is wearing a white doctor's uniform and holding a scalpel? It sounds more like he is wearing combat uniform and holding an assault rifle."
"Just an example, right? My little angel may be in trouble with this country because of an accident. If he is a little guy with a very strong self-esteem and chooses to take all responsibilities as an adult without asking for my help, as a father, would I really stand by and do nothing?" Tommy enthusiastically explained the case he cited.
The guy's excited expression gave Jason the illusion that Tommy was even more excited about abusing black people than talking about women. So as a good friend, he considerately gave the most tacit answer:
"No, of course I can't just stand by and watch. If it was my child, I might ask the judge to let me carry out the execution myself. Man, he killed a dozen patients or burned several black people to death. Even if you spend all your money to hire the best lawyer, it can't change the fact that he is a criminal."
Tommy glanced at Jason and said, "You are such a family-indifferent bastard. You need to understand the meaning of family first. My father always said this, so I think I should help him correct his mistakes."
"According to what you said, your bastard kid's work is comparable to that of terrorists. Sending him to the gallows is the only way for this country to correct its mistakes." Jason continued to attack mercilessly.
"If I have billions of dollars in assets and I like women, just as you said, I can have different women give birth to my children every day until I die completely. Maybe even after I die, there will still be women who will not let me go and bite some hair out of my corpse and use it for test-tube babies." Tommy sighed, paused for a moment to organize his words, and then spoke again:
"But what about the children? I have to find some more considerate nannies to take care of them. I can have these nannies appear in the small accidents I mentioned to ensure that the dead and the country are at fault, not my children."
Jason had a look of understanding: "According to your morality, it's nothing more than lobbying companies to lobby those politicians and judges..."
"No, no, no, I mean a live-in nanny, not an hourly worker. Just like in your hometown of Mississippi during the Confederate States of America, those plantation owners would always select the school-age children of their close followers to accompany their own children to school, and spare no effort to pay for their college expenses, train them to become lawyers, doctors, sheriffs, etc., and then in the process of their children inheriting the family business, let those old politicians teach the new generation of followers who belong to their children, and let them run for mayor, congressman, governor, attorney general, Supreme Court justice or even president." Tommy looked at Jason:
"Do you think billions of assets are enough to pay for these high-end nannies? Obviously not. Naturally, they won't help me solve the little accidents that my children and grandchildren encounter. The best way is to make them become one with the Hawke family, inseparable, just like the state of the five of us during the Actor period. I will decide everything, and you will be responsible for the execution."
"The Rockefeller family in New York, right? They look dismembered, but they are actually integrated into the whole of America. They have gone from occupying a few aortas to being integrated into the entire body, everywhere." Jason flicked the ash from his cigarette and summarized Tommy's words: "Don't insult the white plantation owners in Mississippi. They are cleaner than the New Yorkers in the north."
Tommy didn't dwell on whether the example he cited was Mississippi or New York, and continued, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, when the time comes, if my children burn niggers to death, those nannies will only be responsible for telling the public. The investigation is very clear that those niggers tied themselves to the cross and then ignited the gasoline. It was just an ordinary self-immolation incident. The dead niggers were at fault. They went to the KKK club and used self-immolation to provoke harassment, causing serious psychological trauma to the great white poet at the scene. This is a serious act of racial discrimination. The poet is considering claiming mental damages from the families of the burned niggers."
" You are being too extreme. Even I, a member of SSD, feel sorry for those niggers who set themselves on fire." Jason heard that after burning the niggers to death, the murderer wanted to claim compensation for mental damages from the families of the deceased. He wanted to curse but couldn't.
"So, the babysitting fee is far from enough... No, in other words, if you want loyal followers, you need to show strong enough control ability to make them willing to trust you and willing to protect you, and also to tie their interests to you or your family. Obviously, the control ability shown now is not enough in your eyes. Got it, the fucking free, democratic and attractive America, are you sure this country only attracts humans? How did you get people like you?"
Tommy shrugged and said, "After listening to this, it's not hard to understand why I'm always so aggressive, right? It's just that it's not time to stop yet. When the time comes, I will disappear like the Rockefeller family, blend into this country, and spend all day studying how to live longer."
"You told me so much, are you saying that you treat me as your follower?" Jason suddenly rolled his eyes suspiciously and asked Tommy.
Tommy immediately explained, "No, Jason, you know I am full of gratitude and admiration for you. You are simply the savior and patriarch of the Hawke family. Without you, I might not even have received my Stanford diploma."
"Don't stop, keep praising."
Tommy continued, "If your three illegitimate children who don't care about life and death don't mind, they can study it based on the principle of not wasting."
"Go to hell, I... I've been talking nonsense for so long, and you still haven't told me why you want to see the professor first." Seeing someone sitting down to rest on the bench next to him, Jason changed the subject at the right time.
"If we don't inform the professor first and keep the Amiga, browser, and MCI-Mail secret from him, Professor Winton, who is an Internet liberal, will probably turn against us right away. If he turns against us, the freedom-loving bosses behind him will also turn against us. After that, Stanford University will stand on the professor's side and condemn us. Eventually, we will become the public enemy of Silicon Valley. Even if we donate all our property and all the tadpoles in our bodies, we will never get the forgiveness of Stanford and Professor Winton." Tommy also returned to his normal gentle expression and explained:
"But I'm like a young boy, running excitedly to tell Professor Winton that I did it. I also asked Stanford University to apply for many related patents. I just want to grab the operating system market. What will the professor think of me? In his eyes, Tommy is an arrogant young man who thinks he has it all figured out. This cruel world will teach him a cruel lesson. The patents held by Stanford University will definitely be invalidated by the court, and the ruling will be passed very quickly under the promotion of those big companies. Soon I will see Tommy appearing in front of me with his head down. So my image in the professor's mind at this time, although a little greedy and a little impetuous, is not too bad. It seems that there is still hope. I just need to take a few more of his Internet courses, listen to his ideas on Internet freedom, and understand why the Internet needs a free and open environment, and then I will immediately become an excellent young man again."
"The problem is that the professor's speculation should be very accurate. I have always felt that your patent moat is completely useless. You have to know that the father of Microsoft CEO Bill Gates is a member of the board of directors of the Seattle Chamber of Commerce. Both father and son are members of the board of directors of this chamber of commerce. Moreover, his father is also the chairman of the Lawyers Union of King County, Seattle, and also the chairman of the Lawyers Union of the entire Washington State. The number of lawyers who have gone from the union he led to the American judicial position is simply more than the California girls I have slept with. Otherwise, why do you think Microsoft settled in Seattle and has almost never lost a lawsuit against it for plagiarism? You are trying to delay things with patents, just like Susie trying to stop me from taking off her clothes. Before I could do anything, the clothes had already fallen off." After listening to Tommy's words, Jason immediately gave another difficult question:
"Before, a small company's software function was plagiarized by Microsoft. The company thought it would win, but the lawyer and the company owner violated some weird state law in Seattle and were deported by the state police. They could not attend the court ruling on time, and it was delayed until Microsoft found favorable evidence to overturn the case. The original claim for compensation was 80 million, but Microsoft only needed to settle out of court for a few million."
Jason's experience working in Silicon Valley in recent years has made him clearly aware of Microsoft's power in the industry, so he feels that Tommy's suggestion of using patents as a moat to delay the entry of big companies like Microsoft and Apple is completely useless. Other companies' lawsuits may take a year or even longer to go through normal procedures, but Microsoft's lawsuit can be at least three times faster because it has its own people among lawyers and judges, and behind it is the Seattle Chamber of Commerce, a huge organization willing to help it act as a friend of the court in court.
Tommy exhaled the last puff of smoke and then stubbed out the cigarette. "You know that Charles' girlfriend Liz's dad is the Secretary of Defense, right?"
"It's not a secret. All the brothers in SSD know it." Jason said, "The Minister of Defense can't control what the court decides."
"You know what happened when Murdoch withdrew from the United States and liquidated his assets? A female actress friend of mine named Sandra Bullock suddenly bought shares on behalf of her over-busy father and became a partner in Ted Newspapers. She is the largest shareholder of The Washington Post, and Ted's family ranks second." Tommy looked at Jason with a sigh and said softly.
Jason nodded in understanding. "Holding it for Charles' future father-in-law?"
"Patents are for potential obstacles like professors who are obsessed with scientific research, but to deal with those big companies, you need a real powerful machine." Tommy did not deny it, but before he could continue, Susie, Sophia, and Quinn came out of the shopping mall carrying large and small bags. Susie waved her arm at the two and asked, "How are you two gentlemen? What are you talking about?"
"We are discussing WinStar's plan to hire you as vice president and general manager of new product launches, and Jason has agreed." Tommy said to Susie without blinking.
Jason quickly turned his head and whispered to Tommy: "When did you tell me this?"
"Your girlfriend's identity and experience are more in line with the interpretation of freedom. Her publicity can greatly reduce the dissatisfaction of those Internet nerds who advocate open source and openness towards us, and turn it into sympathy. After all, Susie is just a self-taught hacker who has not received higher education and is a weak woman. When the time comes, let Susie come forward to explain why WinStar asked Stanford University to register the patent. Just say that she has never been to college and has relied on self-study. She does not have a thorough understanding of Internet freedom. Moreover, she did not register the patent for profit, but chose to let Stanford University, which she has always admired, register it because of her desire for Stanford University's palace of knowledge and Silicon Valley. When the product is launched, she is willing to go to Stanford University and Silicon Valley for further studies. Then she will vaguely mention her part-time job, such as she has been working as a vice president while being an SM queen in Silicon Valley during this period, hoping to use her part-time job to absorb nutrition from Silicon Valley geniuses. Believe me, fools will fall for this."
"I make movies for the company and my girlfriend becomes a queen for the company? How can this person be an outsider patriarch of the Hawke family? This person is an outsider slave of the Hawke family!" Jason widened his eyes and glared at Tommy.
"Didn't Jason ask me to study at Stanford University?" Susie was stunned for a moment after hearing Tommy's words, and then saw the two of them whispering furtively and walking towards them suspiciously from a distance.
"Jason has changed his mind." Tommy smiled at Susie and said to Jason in a low voice, "It's not like you're really going to ask Susie to entertain guests, just like you didn't really sell the movie, it's just a gimmick. Anyway, you agree that I'll pay for Susie's consumption today ."
"No, your further studies are postponed. Tommy and I need your help." After hearing what Tommy said, Jason immediately stood up and said to his girlfriend with a smile.
Susie looked at Jason with confusion on her face. "What help? Vulnerability detection for AmigaOS? That system is pretty secure, not as full of holes as Windows."
Jason pushed Susie toward the shopping center. "No, help me. Go back and continue shopping. If you don't spend one million, you are not allowed to walk out of that door! Let's ask the property management if this mall is for sale. If it is, we will buy the whole building! Go! Now!"
Sophia now put her arm around Quinn's shoulders and looked at Jason, who was suddenly generous, with surprise: "Can the two of us do it, too?"
Jason turned his head to look at Tommy, who turned his head to look at the sunset in the distance. Jason could only try his best to put on an envious expression and said in a bewitching tone, "Tommy wouldn't let me pay for you. He insisted on handing his credit card to you personally, one for each of you."
"Thank you, Tommy, this is the most generous thing you've ever done!" Sophia smiled with surprise, then immediately dragged Quinn to follow Susie's footsteps and disappeared in the crowd of the shopping mall.
"Why didn't she come over to get your card?" Jason looked at Tommy in confusion, "Have you brainwashed Sophia into working for you at your own expense?"
Tommy looked at Jason like he was an idiot. "Stupid, is there a possibility that my cards, cash, and even the fucking Trojan were all in her bag?"
After cursing, Tommy stood up and walked away. After a few steps, he came back to Jason and said, "Lend me ten dollars."
"What?" Jason looked at Tommy puzzledly.
Tommy looked off into the distance and said what he was thinking about in a philosopher's tone: "BDP is giving away a lot of gifts today. I want to think about a question on the spot, which is why I haven't gotten tired of watching it even after watching it for four years."
