Chapter 508, no retreat!

"A good show. A good move. In front of the TV, a white and fat man said with a smile: "Chinese people have never lacked wisdom, but they lack courage. Now, it is not easy to come out with an opponent with both wisdom and courage, and it really brings people a feeling of infinite surprise. ”

"What? Mr. Wei He is interested in him? Antwan shook the contents of the cup

The best red wine, asked with a smile.

On the table in front of him sat a bottle of 1961 Latour worth $1.6 million. It was only a short period of effort, and most of it was solved by these three people.

Guys who do medicine never experience the feeling of lack of money. Even Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, once said that in the future, it will be the giants of the gene technology and pharmaceutical industries who can surpass his wealth.

"yes. It's a pity that such talents can't be used by us. Wei He stared at the camera when Qin Luo appeared on the TV, and said with a regretful expression.

"There is no bid yet, how does Mr. Wei He know that he can't buy it?" Antwan retorted. "Is there anything in this world that can't be bought? We even bought the mind of Mr. Mayor - what else can't be bought? ”

"I can't buy this." The taciturn Dane Gu Jieyu said.

Hearing Gu Jieyu, who had barely made a sound all night, suddenly speak, Wei He and Antwan's eyes shifted to his face.

"Oh. What is Mr. Gu Jieyu's opinion? Antwan asked. He still firmly believes that people have a price. It's just a matter of high prices and low prices.

"We can't give what he wants." Gu Jieyu said.

"We can't give it, money can — money can buy everything he needs." Antwan said with an arrogant face.

Born in a famous family, his father is the boss of the largest pharmaceutical group in Europe, and he is also in contact with princes, princesses, dignitaries, and dignitaries. Because he is rich, he has such an identity and status. So, it's not surprising that there is such an idea.

"He wants it, but he can't buy it." Gu Jieyu said stubbornly.

"What does he want?"

"Only he knows this." Gu Jieyu said.

Antwan sneered and said, "Mr. Gu Jieyu doesn't even know what he wants, how can he know that he can't buy it?" Isn't that ridiculous? ”

"I've seen his profile, and he's different from everyone else." Gu Jieyu was not angry, his expression was calm, and he said in a cold voice.

"Two—two gentlemen—this is not the time for us to argue on this issue." Wei He smiled and persuaded peace. "Now, the Chinese have made a move, and they have also shown their hole cards - what we need to consider is how to take the call."

"Mr. Wei He, this is something that Mr. Mayor needs to consider." Antwan said confidently. "Presumably, he won't go against his will. Years of experience in cooperation have taught me that Bertrand is a politician to trust. ”

But how do we know what kind of approach the mayor will use to deal with such a problem? What is best for us—whether it is persuasion or expulsion—we must always consider the consequences of each. ”

"Of course it's violence." Antwan said. "These Chinese people should know that this is France and Paris. The French regulations should be made by the French. ”

"But what if violent evictions provoke a backlash from the international community?" Wei He said: "You know, I am a man who likes to keep a low profile. I don't want myself – or my business – to get too much media attention. That's a bunch of bitches who have no work ethic and only know how to write nonsense and blackmail—"

"But—we can't agree to their requests." Antwan said.

"The Chinese people told us - capture the thief and capture the king first." Gu Jieyu said in a rigid voice.

The two were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Antwan smiled and said, "Mr. Gu Jieyu, I only found out tonight that you are really a very interesting character. You're right, it's a clever idea – I think I'm going to need to make a couple of phone calls. One call to Chief Jǐng, I want to make sure he hears this and understands what it means—and another call to Xilo—he's not a gentleman, but I still wish he could be more rude. ”

"The Chinese people are a plate of loose sand, as long as they catch their leader in trouble, they will naturally be afraid of scattering." Wei He said. "But, Venerable Mr. Antwan, are you sure you want to make this call yourself? You know, I don't want the outside world to see the shadow of the activities of Western pharmaceutical groups in this. ”

"I understand. Then I'll find a reliable person to inform you - alas, why can't we always find a sense of joy when we do things? Antwan looked at the picture of Qin Luo reappearing on the TV and said, "You should be like him, standing at the front and accepting the cheers of countless people or—fists." ”

"What does it matter? I just want the result to be victorious. Gu Jieyu said.

———

In a closed room, smoke fills the air.

A woman in a French military uniform reclined on a sofa, jet-black military boots, trousers with gold stripes, and a shiny double-breasted coat that was open to reveal a snow-white shirt inside.

The shirt is unbuttoned in two, giving it a chic and casual feel. With long wavy hair draped over her shoulders and a stout cigar in her hand, she looked less like a soldier than a female ruffian.

Today, unlike before, she did not hide in her room alone and listen to all kinds of passionate military music, but turned on the TV to watch the evening news report.

On the TV screen, the scene of the Chinese people gathering in front of the Paris city hall is being live-streamed. There was a rare big event in Paris, and all the media professionals were a little excited. The hostess who is reporting seems to be in high spirits, although she tries her best to hide it, but she still accidentally reveals a hint of joyful laughter.

"How?" The woman's eyes were fixed on the screen, and the voice rose suddenly, as if out of thin air.

"Everything is under control." The man behind him knew what the woman's question meant, and replied in a timely manner.

"Let Gu Jieyu do it. He is a capable man. The woman said.

"Yes. Madam. The man replied—

Prince Philip is writing at his desk, a postcard addressed to his family. Although technology is now developed, and communication equipment such as telephones and computers are extremely convenient and fast, the Philip family still maintains this most traditional and slow way of communication.

Perhaps, they think that only handwritten words can express their feelings.

He wants to tell his mother that he has met a girl who is tempting him. He also told his father that he would help promote the legal use of Chinese medicine in Europe.

Just then, there was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the room. The sound of two long and one short knocking on the door is like a moving movement, not frightened, nor so faint that people can ignore it.

"Calle, come in." Prince Philip shouted. Kale was the closest person to him, and this man had been by his side since he was sensible. Yes, at that time he was not as old as he is now.

Sure enough, pushing the door open, it was a silver-haired Carlis. Carlisle bowed to Philip and said, "Your Royal Highness, the Chinese are gathering in the square of the city hall in Paris. ”

"Oh?" Philip smiled and said, "It seems that they have sent the east wind to Mayor Bertrand. ”

"Perhaps." Carlis said. "However, the situation on both sides is tense right now."

Prince Philip paused and said, "Kale, turn on the TV." ”

"Yes. His Royal Highness the Prince. ”——

"Qin Luo, your health is not good, I'd better push you to the back." Li Qingcheng persuaded. "The east wind is blowing. We just have to wait for the results. ”

"No retreat." Qin Luo said.

"But this is the outlet——— what if there is a conflict later in the day, and you are in a wheelchair?" Li Qingcheng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm pushing you, I can't run away if I want to?" ”

"I want a result." Qin Luo shook his head and said, "I can't run until I get the result." There will be no refund. ”

"But—"

"I see what you mean." Qin Luo interrupted Li Qingcheng's words and said with a smile: "But you don't understand what I mean. ”

"What do you mean?" Li Chengcheng was confused.

"You directed this scene. However, I also have the right to change the script. Qin Luo said with a smile.

Robert once again came to Qin Luo with a group of subordinates, looked condescendingly at this young man who was a little too much to lead the troublemaker, and said, "Mr. Qin Luo, are you sure you want to continue to persevere?" As I said, you are gathering a crowd to make trouble—if you don't disband, we'll detain and arrest you—Laili, translate what I said to him. ”

Laili knew what Robert was going to do, and immediately translated his original words to Qin Luo.

"No retreat." Qin Luo said succinctly and crisply.

After listening to Laili's translation, Robert said angrily: "Then, Mr. Qin Luo, I can only arrest you according to the French criminal law - and put him in prison for me." ”

Those Parisian jǐng, who were eyeing each other, received the order from their superiors and immediately pounced on Qin Luo, who was in a wheelchair.