319. Earth's technology has stopped

Hearing Sister Ping speak, Robert lowered his head to look at her, a petite Chinese woman with curly hair and a cheongsam. Full of vulgar power.

Robert shook his head:

"Mr. Shandong is too difficult to contact."

Mr. Shandong is too difficult to contact, the image of Mr. Shandong circulating in the newspaper is not a photo, but a portrait, and there are four or five versions of Mr. Shandong's portrait, which are too different. So much so that people wonder if those painters have ever met Mr. Shandong.

Glaxo Pharmaceutical and Mr. Shandong belong to the in-depth cooperation, and there are more than 10 global pharmaceutical groups eyeing this cooperative relationship. These are all large-scale capital of sufficient grade, not to mention those that are not of sufficient grade.

Glaxo's boss repeatedly hoped to meet with Mr. Shandong, but it did not come to fruition. In this way, Robert was lucky, he met Mr. Shandong once four years ago, and that time at the International Hotel in Shanghai.

Mr. Shandong is the appearance of an ordinary Chinese, and there is almost nothing to recognize. Forty or fifty years old, dressed in splendid silk clothes covered with an animal fur. The only thing that impresses people is that this person has a black face all the time and is barely willing to communicate with people. There are also bodyguards all the time, and it is almost impossible to even get close.

This is also normal, scientists are mostly unique quirks.

Mr. Shandong's translator, Miss Meixi, is very young, and her appearance is also very unrecognizable, and her eyebrows are very light. The hair and eyes of the Chinese are black. When she spoke, her voice was clear and smooth, but it was easy to remember.

At that time, he guessed that this translator was at most fifteen years old, but when he saw her a few years later, she was still only fifteen years old.

Robert was caught up in a distant memory, a smile on his face.

The fat elderly maid Maritt was very worried about him, and directly reached out and pulled him to the chair to sit down, the chair in the third-class hotel was a little short, so that Robert's two long legs were weirdly bent.

Lubt also sat in another chair and said:

"If I can meet Mr. Shandong, I am willing to apologize to him, and I am willing to pay all the price, only asking that you not be implicated. If I had known that things would be so bad that I would never publish that paper. I needed a medical paper to negotiate with the company and get a higher salary. ā€

Sister Ping is well-informed, and she has probably guessed the big problem that happened to them. So he tentatively built yƬ and said:

"In our Shanghai, if there is an accident, we will always ask for favors everywhere, what is the use of two men as tall as you staying in the hotel? Since Mr. Shandong is looking for trouble with you, there will always be someone who will handle it. As long as you are willing to pay. There are Buddhas who worship immovable. ā€

Robert hesitated and said:

"You mean bribery?"

Sister Ping nodded:

"You should be rich, in Shanghai, even if the foreigners are libaer, they will earn ten times more than the Chinese!"

Lublt liked this phrase very much:

"We can go back to Shanghai, where there are many job opportunities."

Robert shook his head:

"Now the salary is high just because the information is not smooth enough, and there will definitely not be such a big gap when the information is smooth in the future, and the Chinese are very smart."

Although Sister Ping was just a random construction, it did open up the Robert brothers' thoughts, and the two decided to invite the executor of the duke's will and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to have coffee again, and they had completely given up inheriting the title. I just thought I could save some reputation and not let the plagiarized news spread.

This plagiarism incident, Robert is indeed unaware.

Robert finished writing several letters, including a telegram to Miss Meixi in Shanghai. Lubt also tentatively said:

"Maybe this translator has a way."

Robert shook his head:

"I just hope she doesn't get hurt too much."

A waiter from a hotel walked in and said:

"Several gentlemen want to see you, claiming to be from Glaxo Pharmaceuticals."

It was to dismiss the Robert brothers, who had reached the lowest point in their lives, even worse than when they had only twenty pence left.

……

The ruthless Great Demon King, Mr. Shandong, is only in the imagination of the Robert brothers, and the real cause of their tragedy lies in Lubut's greed and the persecution of the Great Demon King of Apricots.

The female assistant Kyoko was having a meal with Mr. and Mrs. Corey of the Ping An Academy of Sciences, and she spread a napkincloth on her lap. The knife and fork in his hand are wielded, and he has practiced with precision and perfection.

Mrs. Corey smiled and said:

"It's a little too quiet that Missy isn't here."

Dr. Corey went on to say:

"Without Mixi's instructions from Mr. Shandong, it seems that the technology of the entire earth has stopped."

Kyoko thinks they're joking. So I went on to say:

"Yes, Mr. Shandong is not here, and the earth will stop turning."

Cory and his wife looked at each other and shook their heads at the apricots in unison:

"Without anyone, the earth would turn."

Kyoko didn't know how to answer this choking couple, and it was clear that they were the first to start humorous. She puts a neatly cut slice of carrot in her mouth. Thought:

"This couple is so weird, aren't they kidding when they say technology has stopped?"

……

Kyoko's assistant job was a bit of a failure, because the eldest lady went out hunting and left her with Peach.

Zhang's plane landed on a platform in Gaoyang Mountain, which is not high above sea level, that is, hundreds of meters, surrounded by countless peaks, or the highest in Gaoyang Mountain.

Peach helped Zhang Meixi get off the plane.

Zhang Meixi only wore a short-sleeved shirt, and still wore a fashionable riding trouser underneath, because she was afraid of the hot day and the sun, and she was covered with a layer of sunscreen cicada wing veil. The mountain wind blows, the skirt flutters, and the figure sways, like a fairy.

From Shanghai, it only takes about 40 minutes by plane.

Zhang Meixi walked a few steps over to help Old Man Zhang, and introduced him:

"I said don't be disappointed, there is news that the tiger plague has passed, and three or five have been killed, and now they can't be found. You should just look at the scenery, it is easy to buy tiger bones. ā€

Mrs. Zhang patted his granddaughter holding her hand and smiled:

"Okay, okay, look at the scenery."

The scenery of Gaoyang Mountain is very good, the green pines and cypresses on the mountain are up and down under the blowing of the mountain wind, just like the waves in the sea. The word "Songtao" has been used since ancient times.

The mountain breeze blows through the pine forest, just like the sea breeze blows the waves, the waves are turbulent, and people's hearts are instantly opened.

The artificial traces of the plane's landing are very heavy, about the standard observation deck, the size of three acres of land, and the orange trees are neatly planted around it, only at the end of May, the oranges are only the size of copper coins, and the color is green.

The peach broke a sprig with fruit, took it to the master, grandson, and showed it, and opened a small orange, put it in his mouth, and then was so sour that his face was completely distorted.

There was laughter on the platform.

……

That,I'm really embarrassed to say.,The face is so red.,The second chapter is still being revised.,Please watch it tomorrow.,Actually, it's a good weather today.,The stupid author went out for a busy day.,Now I really want to sleep.,Even Song Joong Ki won't agree to a date.,But in order to live up to the reader's little angel.,I'm still typing with my eyelids.怂 (To be continued.) )