"Darren, you have to understand that you only possess more knowledge than us for the time being, but right now, you have no way to put it into practice. Knowledge will eventually be unearthed, but your time is precious, while money can speed up the process of uncovering all this knowledge.
Do you understand? Your knowledge combined with my money will allow us to achieve our respective goals very soon.
But even without your technology, I still have my money. All I need to do is wait for the next Darren. How much longer will you have to wait before making a breakthrough in your research?
Think about it. By then, you'll be in your seventies or eighties. What use would having more money be? Are you really going to work until you're old just because you're obsessed with research?
Look at me. I'm still so young, yet I'm already the richest man in the world. Wherever I go, I'm surrounded by people. Even Tony Stark comes over to greet me. Don't you want that?"
Chen Changsheng had seen far too many people like Darren. A scientist who wasn't purely devoted to science was still a scientist—and, more importantly, easier to control. To be honest, Chen Changsheng preferred working with people who had desires.
Why earn so much money? Wasn't it to enjoy life while you could? Life only lasted a few short decades, and there were too many pleasures you'd never get to experience.
After another barrage of tempting words, Darren soon became lost in the colorful world and beautiful future Chen Changsheng described.
Devoting oneself entirely to research was one way of doing science, while indulging in luxury and pleasure was another. The choice wasn't difficult.
In the end, the two reached an agreement and would share their