2070: C2070 There Was No Ten Thousand Only One in Ten Thousand

C2070 There Was No Ten Thousand Only One in Ten Thousand

Qin Luo turned his head and looked at the burning Fu Zhendong. He then took another step forward.

"Ring ring ring..."

At this moment, a clear bell ring suddenly sounded.

The phone in Qin Luo's pocket suddenly rang.

He took out his phone and saw that it was Raul's number.

Did he have an answer?

Qin Luo was a little surprised.

It had only been less than an hour since he received Raul's first call.

According to Qin Luo's calculations, the other party had to report to the higher-ups first, then ask for the opinions of all the invited guests before giving an answer.

According to Qin Luo's estimations, it would take at least half a day. However, the other party had only used less than an hour to complete all of the aforementioned tasks.

It was said that foreigners were very Buddhistic when it came to matters. Now, it seemed like they weren't really Buddhists...

Picking up the phone, he shook his hand at Fu Zhendong who was chasing after him. Qin Luo smiled and said, "Academician Fu, the answer you want is here!"

Answer?

So fast?

Not only was Qin Luo a little surprised, Fu Zhendong was also stunned.

He didn't expect the other party to reply so quickly.

However, in just a moment, Fu Zhendong recovered from his shock. He looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes and asked sternly, "Qin Luo, why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and answer the phone!"

"We are the ones who are begging others for help. What should we do if we make them unhappy?"

Make them unhappy?

Emm, Qin Luo felt that he had done this a long time ago.

After all, at the very beginning, he had been treated as a "telecom scam."

Of course, he didn't want to say it out loud when he thought about it.

Once he said it out loud, Qin Luo was afraid that Fu Zhendong's heart wouldn't be able to bear it.

If he treated the members of International Committee on Computers as' swindlers', this matter would become the only thing in the entire world!

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Luo pressed the answer button.

At this moment, Fu Zhendong held his breath, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

The next call would determine the ownership of the Turing!

It would determine whether or not China would be able to welcome the first Turing Award Cup in history!

"Hello, Mr. Raul. I would like to know what the International Committee on Computers's reply is." Before Raul could speak, Qin Luo had already spoken first.

Mi Nation, Orleans, Computer Turing Award Awards Center.

Raul's right hand, which was holding the phone, trembled slightly. His face turned red, as if he was in a state of excitement.0

In fact, that was indeed the case.

At this moment, he was really excited.

As for the reason, it was very simple.

Because of Qin Luo!

In the past hour, he called 359 invited guests.

When he said that he would hold the Turing Award award ceremony for Qin Luo, everyone agreed without exception.

The reason they gave was very similar.

Qin Luo was a new and expensive computer world. If he did not participate in this Turing Award award ceremony, then this Turing Award would become meaningless.

They did not want to get a Turing Award without competition!

"Ahem..." Raul coughed and calmed himself down. He said, "Professor Qin, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Emm, good news, bad news? Can you not let me do the multiple-choice question?

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