Rebirth: I just wanted to study hard, but I became a scumbag

"Don't worry, I'll make him an offer he can't refuse."

Su Ze said confidently.

"My dear, I believe in you, you are the best."

Eve started to get tired of him again.

A woman who has been watered by rain and dew is always more gentle and watery.

Even for foreigners, this is still the case.

"Oh Maikar, I really can't stand you guys anymore."

Payne put on a towel with a look of disgust on his face, turned around and walked into the room.

Eve looked at Su Ze and asked, "Dear, when will our wedding be held?"

"My father called me again to urge me. He was already a little angry."

Su Ze smiled slightly: "Didn't we agree before that we would get married after I gave him a big gift?"

"This great gift is coming soon."

"Ok?"

Eve looked confused.

Su Ze indeed had an enigmatic smile, as if everything was in his plan.

evening.

Located in the Holiday Inn Hotel in San Francisco, the entire outside of the building exudes a light golden light, giving people a feeling of being in a state of luxury.

Su Ze was sitting in the hotel restaurant and could just see a huge circular building through the window.

That's Apple's headquarters building.

Today he came alone, and Eve was left in the hotel room by him.

An important guest will be visiting later, and he doesn't want anyone else to know what Su Ze talked about with him.

"Mr. Su."

Under the guidance of the waiter, a tall, thin man with short hair and eyes walked over.

The collar of his suit is open, revealing the round-neck sweater underneath. He is completely dressed like a standard IT practitioner.

"Good evening, Mr. Jobs."

Su Ze motioned for him to take a seat.

Jobs looked at him carefully and said with a hint of surprise: "I didn't expect you to be as young as the news."

"It's incredible."

"Mr. Jobs, did you agree to attend the banquet tonight just to see me in person?" Su Ze asked in a funny tone.

Jobs shrugged: "Of course not, at least not the main reason."

"What I'm more curious about is, what exactly do you mean by big business on the phone?"

Su Ze said straight to the point: "Apple, I want it."

"what?"

Jobs was stunned for a moment: "You mean, you want to acquire Apple?"

"Is there any problem?" Su Ze asked.

"Of course there's a problem, because it's impossible." Jobs said firmly.

He is very convinced that Apple's future development prospects are immeasurable.

When Su Ze wanted to buy apples, he almost picked the fruits that were about to ripen and fall.

No one would be able to accept such a thing.

"I admit that you are rich now, but Apple is not something you can just buy."

"It doesn't matter what other people think of me. My shares will never be sold anyway. There is no room for negotiation on this matter."

"Mr. Su, it's nice to meet you. I just thought you were telling a joke. I hope you can understand."

Jobs was a little angry. If he hadn't always admired Su Ze, he would have got up and left by now.

Su Ze smiled and dismissed his rejection.

"Mr. Jobs, I just have something here. I hope you can be mentally prepared."

Jobs frowned, but still opened the file Su Ze handed over with a hint of curiosity.

After getting it in hand, Jobs discovered that it was actually a medical diagnosis.

"Pancreatic neuroendocrine tumor?"

Seeing this somewhat unfamiliar name for a tumor, Jobs' face was full of confusion.

"A very weird disease, and probably interesting."

Jobs asked Su Ze impatiently: "But the question is, what does it have to do with what we are talking about?"

"Look carefully at the identity information at the end of the medical certificate." Su Ze reminded.

Jobs glanced patiently, and then he felt that the hairs all over his body stood up.

"This is my diagnosis!?"

He looked at Su Ze in disbelief and said nothing for a long time.

After a long time, Jobs shook his head.

"Excellent acting, but I still don't believe it."

"I have never been to the hospital, how could you have my medical diagnosis?"

Su Ze said lightly: "Some diseases can't be diagnosed only by going to the hospital."

"For example, participating in academic surveys conducted by certain medical universities is actually the same."

"It only takes a little bit of cell tissue to find out whether you are sick or not."

Hearing these words, Jobs was stunned.

Because he just went to a medical university to give a lecture last week.

Because of the enthusiastic response from the students at the time, Jobs himself was a little elated.

Later, a student club leader asked him to help participate in an academic survey.

Jobs readily agreed without any hesitation.

"That investigation...was initiated by you?"

Jobs was a little frightened. He didn't expect that he had been targeted by Su Ze.

"None of this matters, the key is that your illness is real."

Su Ze said in a deep voice: "This disease is a difficult and complicated disease all over the world."

"Without surgery, the mortality rate can reach 70%."

"Even with surgery, there is still a minimum mortality rate of 30%."

Hearing this, Jobs became even more frightened.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm worried that once the news is released, Apple's stock price will fall.

After so many years of hard work, Apple has finally shown signs of steady upward development.

If it were now revealed that Jobs was terminally ill, it would definitely have a huge impact on the company's stock price.

After all, he still has countless tasks on his hands that need to be handed over, and there is no suitable candidate for his future successor.

"Although what you said seems to be true, I don't believe it." Jobs said through gritted teeth.

Su Ze was not surprised either. He said calmly: "You have half a day to go to the doctor for confirmation."

"After 12 hours, either you contact me proactively, or you will receive news that Apple's stock price has plummeted."

Jobs glared at Su Ze hatefully, then quickly stood up and left.

Su Ze looked at his leaving figure and sighed softly.

"God is jealous of Yingcai."

In his previous life, Steve Jobs did not discover that he was seriously ill until 2011.

It took less than 2 months from the time he resigned to fight the disease to the time he died due to ineffective treatment.

The main reason why his condition deteriorated so quickly was that Jobs had been ill for too long and the surgery caused huge physical harm to him.

Last week, Su Ze asked Eve to help him get Jobs’ cell tissue samples.

After pathological analysis in the laboratory, it was confirmed that he was sick, but this rare disease could not be detected by conventional physical examinations.

"I hope I can make it in time." Su Ze said lightly.