Chapter 51: The Quintillionth Computer
He still bought a whole box of so-called good paper, and by around 10 pm, Chen Yi arrived at the subway station carrying two boxes and an empty bag.
Perfume is cheap in China, but whether it's good or not in the Kingdom of Sanqiao still needs to be compared with French goods before a conclusion can be drawn.
A few minutes later, the subway smoothly stopped at Paris Station.
Chen Yi looked up at the sign above and couldn't help but think, if there really was a civilization that could use such a subway as a daily means of transportation, how advanced would that civilization be?
Pushing the door open, it's still a phone booth under the Eiffel Tower. The weather is great today and there seem to be more tourists, you can see many yellow-skinned Chinese people or yellow-skinned orientals. However, in such a vast space, few people notice the people coming and going in a certain phone booth.
Tourist buses are also unavoidable. Taxis in Paris are extremely expensive, with varied pricing and accompanied by various surcharges. For example, the starting fee is 2 euros, but the minimum consumption is 6 euros, and the price of getting on in different areas is also different, making people who come to Paris for the first time prefer to choose quasi-public transportation rather than taxis.
Chen Yi was one of those who didn't care about these things, he wandered around like an ordinary backpacker, then found another payphone booth and called Raymond, whom he had met before.
The French man was overjoyed when he heard Chinese, and while listening, he took notes. Then, he proactively said: "I'll go pick you up, and on the way, I can also be your tour guide."
Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and refused, saying: "Prepare what I want, I'll be there right away."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and went out to hail a taxi.
Lei Meng stood anxiously at the entrance of the mall, like a mistress waiting for her man to return, with a belly full of words she wanted to say.
Chen Yi rushed over and didn't bother with greetings. As soon as they met, he started talking a mile a minute. "Are all of them natural and environmentally friendly? Are the types clearly marked?"
"Everything is ready, this is the translation in French and Chinese." Raymond handed Chen a hastily written paper, with Chinese characters scribbled all over it, full of typos and incorrect characters, some places even had to be annotated in English, forming a unique style.
Chen Yi glanced roughly around, and the famous Chanel was barely visible. The rest were just a blur. French texts weren't as easy to read as advertised, and French wasn't as pleasant to listen to as advertised either.
Raymond explained there, "You mentioned that you want 20 bottles of Poème, 10 bottles of Chanel, and the others according to your requirements. I have prepared 10 bottles of each, which are quite good gifts for women, hehe, they will definitely be effective..."
He thought to himself, how many girls would it take to finish so much perfume. The Chinese are indeed rich.
"Poetic Sentiment" is evaluated as a 5th-grade elemental material in the Empire of Santgio, worth over 20,000 gold coins, much higher than the paper used for 5th-grade scrolls.
Of course, its price is more than ten thousand times that of a piece of paper. Alas, the quality of paper has a large element of luck, while perfume will not have this problem at all. It's probably due to meticulous production and standard quality, as long as it's non-synthetic perfume, at least there's a grade evaluation.
In the Magic Continent, elemental substrates can increase a mage's affinity for elements. After applying it to their entire body, their magical power can be increased by a percentage. A 5th-level elemental substrate can at least increase it by more than 50%.
Chen Yihua spent a lot of money buying it, apart from exchanging their goods, there was also the intention of supporting them.
It's not necessarily about letting the Kingdom of San Qi O unify the continent, but at least let them have the qualifications to turn defense into offense, so that they can seize what he wants.
Chen Yi thought of the powerful skill duplication scroll and asked again with great importance: "Where are the spices?"
"Put everything in this box. I thought it would be inconvenient for you to carry so many things by yourself, so I took the liberty of getting a box from the store..."
"Give it all to me." Chen Yi casually pulled out his credit card for him. Although in theory, the bank can use this to check his consumption records, but there is not much practical significance, and there are too many explanations that can be said. China's credit card system is also far from being as rigorous as that of the Americans.
Raymond happily swiped his card at the shopping mall, silently chanting "Holy Mother Mary" in his heart. He wondered how many days he could stay in Amsterdam with this commission, and those chicks would be so comfortable to death.
While waiting for Raymond's return, Chen Yi also contacted Xinbiyou Company. Their negotiators came like a storm and were completely different from ordinary French people.
"Raymond, I'm going to see a few people and didn't bring an interpreter. Will you come with me?" Chen Yi asked while picking up the box.
Raymond, a man in his mid-years, looked quite like a businessman. Moreover, Chen Yi indeed needed an interpreter to negotiate with the French in English, which must have been inefficient and his level was not enough to sustain a professional meeting.
Foreigners without life pressure can often learn a language based on their temporary interests. They don't need to consider whether it's useful for work or widely applicable in the future. This is especially true for European countries, where mastering two to three languages is common. Various Asian language families often spark Europeans' interest, but few persist.
Raymond apparently has a good language talent, his Chinese tone is ordinary, but the pronunciation is quite clear, just this point, it's enough to live in larger cities in China.
He was more than happy to build a relationship with the big client, beaming with joy and saying "my pleasure" before switching to Mandarin and chuckling: "Hop in my car this time, it's a brand new BMW, great performance."
The new BMW is really good, and there's almost no bump on the Paris highway. Raymond proudly talked about his story of making money and paying off the car loan, and 5 minutes later he suddenly remembered to ask: "Mr. Chen, where are we going?"
"Bridestowe," said Chen Yi, mentioning a hotel name he had booked earlier.
"Ah, this is the famous luxurious hotel in Paris! I remember Princess Diana saying that the Bristol was her favorite hotel."
At this moment, his French-accented Chinese really sounds like singing.
"Just looking for a place with a meeting room."
Raymond continued to exercise his salesman's skills, rattling off the 30 unique suites at the Bristle, the designer showrooms in the corridors, the Turkish bath in the Presidential Suite, and the world-class breakfast restaurant. Finally he asked: "Which room did you book?"
"It's a business suite with a meeting room." Chen Yi shrugged and continued, "If you perform well, I can leave the room for you to use for a day when I'm gone."
"Really?"
The business suite is a room second only to the presidential suite, with simple reservations and luxurious decorations.
"I'll pay for the expenses, consider it as your translation fee." Chen Yi said firmly.
The unexpected surprise made Raymond ecstatic. His income was not low, but there wasn't much left for luxury consumption.
Meeting at the Bristol Hotel was indeed a good idea.
Xin Biyou saw the meeting address and immediately added one more engineer to three, showing a must-win attitude.
The business suite is also powerful, and all the decorations here change every year, giving people an impression that is second only to the price of 1998 US dollars. The presidential suite needs to be booked in advance, with limited quantities, fewer businessmen live, mostly used by entertainment stars who like to show off.
Raymond immediately showed a professional level of acting after the person arrived, and the two negotiating engineers had no doubt about him, explaining more forcefully.
However, Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and asked again: "The computers in our company are quite special. I also told you before that they are not suitable for on-site installation. In this regard, how will you handle it?"
"We can complete all the work on virtual machines, and you can install them later." The French engineer replied quickly.
Raimond spent half a day's effort translating it, and Chen Yi entered a state of contemplation again.
In his impression, the little sister seemed to be more familiar with supercomputers. Even if he told her about this kind of thing, it was reassuring, and might even trigger another round of admiration. But what worried him was that some problem would arise during the installation process.
However, the administrator privileges of supercomputers are extremely powerful, and even system data can be concealed. From a positive perspective, where is there no risk in making money?
At most, it lost control of the sea monster.
Three engineers waited quietly until Chen Yi subconsciously took a sip of water, when someone finally spoke up: "Mr. Chen, can you tell us the specific parameters of the supercomputer, such as its computing speed?"
There are supercomputers all over the world. Many countries can't make their own, but they have money to buy them. IBM has been relying on this for many years.
"Over 500 billion times."
Suddenly, the room fell silent.
Three engineers were speechless, holding their breath and staring, unexpectedly didn't know what to say.
50 billion times, wouldn't that put us into the world's top 100 supercomputers?
Not to mention ordinary companies, even the military mainframes of various powerful countries can barely use supercomputers among the top 500. If it weren't for the luxurious suite in front of them that didn't look like a good example, and the vice president's sincere instructions, the three people should have turned around and left by now.
Chen Yi had an innocent face, as if he was a tiger who had eaten the wrong goat.
Mermaids have the ability to compete with the world's top 10 supercomputers.
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