At eight o'clock in the evening, it was still in a five-star hotel in Shenzhen, in a luxurious presidential suite.

In a seafood restaurant in Dameisha, the young man Song Yong was holding a large lobster and drizzling it with some lemon juice.

Fight it hard, trying to wipe it out cleanly.

In the presidential suite, Mr. Brand Jones, senior vice president of Ruihui Pharmaceuticals, has no appetite for the exquisite dinner in the dining car.

Even by this time, he hadn't eaten for almost eight hours.

The reason for his extremely poor appetite is actually very simple.

With a large amount of money and manpower invested, at this time, there is a lot of information about the target person Song Yong.

Some of the information that made him dumbfounded after reading it was summarized on his desk one by one.

Tell the truth! If he hadn't been very sure, the clerks under him wouldn't have had the courage to fool themselves about such a big matter.

He can turn his nose up at the information he just read, and many unscientific situations.

Then, on top of this information, which can be compared to the fantasy plot of 'The Lord of the Rings', smashed it the faces of those people involved.

Of course, even if you are sure of the information in front of you, it has a lot of credibility.

When Brand tried to sort out the context, he still felt a little difficult to be confident.

Who can believe it? At most, half a year ago, Song Yong, who was still a homeless man in the deep city, suddenly began to stop being confused.

First, I worked as a coolie on a construction site for a month.

Then, as a coolie's salary, he opened a roadside stall that resembled Uncle Sam's house and a hot dog stall on the street, and the kebabs produced by the roadside stall were as popular as magic.

As a result, such a roadside stall quickly developed into a small shop.

Finally, a few months later, it became a famous local food restaurant in Shencheng.

If that's all there is to it, Brand would just think it's a prodigal son, with a little inspirational little story.

What really surprised him was the appearance of Chinese medicine wine in the small shop.

And in the specific statistics, those patients who have taken medicinal wine have an amazingly good effect on the body's immune system diseases such as red and white lupus.

What's even more terrifying is that a message came from the port city at seven o'clock in the evening.

The owner of this small restaurant has recently gained the name of a magical 'Master Song' in the upper class society of Hong Kong City.

It is said that an elderly rich man who can completely give up clinically because of the failure of many organs in his body.

Under his witchcraft-like treatment, he regained his health.

Yes, according to the two medical examination reports that cost a lot of money to get their hands on.

This elderly rich man, compared with the situation before and after being treated by Master Song, can really be described as having regained his health.

That kind of magical process, and all the incredible data comparisons in front of you, can't even be explained by science.

However, no matter how incredible the process is, it is the concrete result that counts.

After reading this information from Port City, Brand immediately realized the key to it.

First of all, go to the special medicine bar! This kind of thing is not the most important thing at all, it is a trick thrown out by the Master Song to confuse others.

The means that allow the rich to live a few more years in good health, or rather the medicines, are the most important.

Compared to the huge benefits contained in it, medicinal wine is compared to these.

The huge difference between the two is like a small apple and a large watermelon placed together, and it is clear that the medicinal wine is the apple with too much on the head.

Second, the interests involved in this incident are no longer his so-called senior vice president.

Even, Ruihui Pharmaceutical is on the bright side, and the president with the most power can deal with it.

As you can imagine, as long as it is to live for a few more years, God knows how many wealthy people in Asia are willing to spontaneously help this Song master.

Without the personal plea of Master Song, they will spontaneously hinder the manufacturing of Ruihui Pharmaceutical.

Use this means to win friendship with that Master Song.

Perhaps, only the major shareholder behind Ruihui Pharmaceutical, that hidden excellent and long-established ancient family, can want to qualify for such a high-end game.

And if you want to do something, you must act quickly and can't delay any longer.

Because the doctor who treated the elderly rich man in Hong Kong City was a professor from the Mayo Clinic, and he was also quite interested in this matter.

Soon, the consortium behind him will also act like a vulture that smells of rot.

Finally, at around half past eight, when Song Yong took his already eight-point full stomach and began to plague a king crab again.

Mr. Brand Jones made a decisive decision:

Bypass everyone in the company, including your immediate boss: Mr. President, and contact the company's mysterious and powerful majority shareholder.

Report everything you have in your hands bit by bit.

The reason why he chose such an adventure, and the great danger of risking himself to offend the president, is that Brand believes in one thing:

If all goes well, he will be generously rewarded by the major shareholder, and afterwards, he will no longer dream of becoming the president of the great Ruihui company.

Based on this idea, he waved off all his men.

Then, after making a phone call, Brand took matters into his own hands and sent out all the information by mail and fax machine.

Uncle Sam's house, Massachusetts, in a country estate with a huge footprint.

Here, the prosperity of modern science and technology and the ancient buildings of more than 100 years are perfectly combined, with a kind of young man like Song Yong, who is a turtle, can not say that he is tall and rich.

Of course, for those who know the place, everything seems so obvious.

Because this is the top family of Uncle Sam's family, one of the oldest and most important estates in the Morgan family's many estates.

Mr. Morgan, Jr., the contemporary head of the Morgan family, lives here all year round.

Remotely commanding a vast business empire, deciding the fate of countless people, and even in a sense, the fate of the country.

According to the time difference between Huaguo and the two places here, Huaguo time is half past nine in the evening at this moment.

Song Yong, who has eaten and drunk enough, is already with a big ticket and shouting to find a place to sing K.

It's a rare time for everyone to take a break, so they just have fun until they have fun.

So, they followed the navigation nearby, found a large KTV, and opened two big bags in one go, so that all kinds of professional and unprofessional Maiba started their own performances.

On the other side of the world, on this manor, it's only half past eight in the morning.

However, little Mr. Morgan, who had just left the house in the morning, hurried back to the manor by helicopter.

Without the slightest pause, he walked straight into the side of the manor, a courtyard where no one else was allowed to enter, and when he entered, the top man in Uncle Sam's house, his expression was obviously respectful.

For very few people know that the old Mr. Morgen, who is said to have passed away some years, still lives in this courtyard.

Still in control of the life and death of the Morgan family, the top business empire.

It is a pity that old Mr. Morgan could not resist the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death, and until today he received a great surprise in the report of his henchmen.

So, after little Morgan entered the room.

Old Mr. Morgan, who looked old, pushed over a paper report.

In a tone that couldn't help but speak, he said: "Let this Master Song invite you with the highest etiquette and sincerity;

Little Morgan took the information, but read it hastily.

I immediately understood why, the real head of the Morgan family, would let himself rush back as quickly as possible, because the information showed a miracle.

A huge temptation that they couldn't refuse.