Chapter 132: Have You Heard of the Phantom World?

Because Ning Yi had already thought of a perfect solution to this matter, he turned his face away and looked at Lu Tianming with a chuckle: "You should have the contact information of the person in charge of the Kabbalah Asia Branch, right?" ”

Lu Tianming and the others had big eyes and a confused expression: What do you want to do?

……

"Mr. Owen, we're in trouble."

Owen, who was wearing a silver suit and elegantly sipping authentic Blue Mountain coffee in the office, raised his eyelids in dissatisfaction.

The panicked expression on his subordinate's face disturbed his interest in afternoon tea.

"You should knock on the door before you come in."

He is the vice president of Kabbalah Pharmaceutical Group in Asia, and with the exception of the president, who is slightly older than him, the entire company is basically at his disposal.

But soon, he learned from his subordinates' reports about the troubles in his territory.

Last night, 8 foreign mercenaries, 3 local informants, a total of 11 corpses, a large number of automatic weapons, if this kind of case had not been forcibly suppressed by the authorities and not allowed to be reported, it would have caused an uproar on the Internet at this time.

Looking for clues to trace, in this era of virtual networks covering the world, it is not difficult to find out a person's identity.

And any clues, as long as they exist, can be investigated.

Chinese officials, especially the Shanghai municipal government, quickly approached Kabbalah Pharmaceutical Group and gave them a stern warning.

Such influential multinational corporations often rely on their influence to make a lot of trouble around the world.

Even if the incident is so bad, Owen is still confident to deal with them one by one and solve the trouble.

Pharmaceutical companies have a large public relations team, and the good habit of "gift-giving" is not unique to Chinese people.

After spending a morning, finally solving the bad things at hand, appeasing the local government at a cost, and sending away the greedy politicians and bureaucrats, Owen sat in his office with a brow pinched and a grim face.

The illegal use of this level of armed force, even in spite of the ensuing adverse effects, failed in the plan to capture the test subject.

Although he is not the direct person in charge of the plan, Owen is still in a very bad mood, and this stain will affect his performance rating within the company.

The loss of material, money, and connections was acceptable to Owen.

What he can't accept is that these things have been lost in vain, and they have failed to bring even a penny of profit for the company and himself!

This is absolutely unacceptable!

"Mr. Vice President, someone is looking for you."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when Owen was still thinking about countermeasures for this matter, the phone at the front desk called directly to his office.

Owen restrained his angry thoughts, cleared his throat, and then said, "Who is the other party?" ”

"I don't know."

Knowing that the boss was in a bad mood, the secretary replied cautiously: "The other party didn't say it, but his call was through your personal line." ”

Calling a private line, not a company phone, Owen's face changed slightly, but his voice was still steady and cold: "Take it in." ”

"Yes."

The secretary said tamely.

"Hello, Mr. Owen, I'm Ning Yi."

On the desk, a young man's face appeared, white and ordinary, with only a pair of eyes, deep and vast, like an endless starry sky.

"Ningyi?"

Having been in Asia for so long, unlike most Caucasian people who are face blind to yellow people, Owen just glanced at it and recognized who the young face in front of him belonged to.

Owen was like an elegant aristocrat, even if there was a huge wave of anger in his heart, his expression was still indifferent and calm, and he sneered: "You dare to come to me? ”

At this moment, Owen really admired the courage of the Asian in front of him.

No matter how much Kabbalah Pharmaceutical Group declines, it is still a behemoth-like multinational group, and before it completely collapses, it still has the absolute strength to easily crush any ordinary person!

"Do you think that just by winning once, you can stop us from taking us seriously?"

Owen looked at Ning Yi with disdain, the corners of his mouth slanted slightly, and a contemptuous smile was full.

"Threats, provocations, for me, are just boring things. I came to you to talk about cooperation. ”

When he said this, Ning Yi's face was expressionless, and his joy and anger were invisible.

But in Owen's ears, it was as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The person who killed Lao Tzu yesterday will come to talk about cooperation today?

"Young man, you are so arrogant, what do you think of Kabbalah? Leave the plasticine you kneaded? ”

Owen looked at Ning Yi with a cold gaze: "Only by putting you into a biological petri dish made by Kabbalah is the only way for us to cooperate. ”

Kabbalah Pharmaceutical Group is a large biopharmaceutical company dedicated to tapping the potential of the human body, and in their eyes, Ningyi's only value is to stay on the operating table in the laboratory and be sliced and studied.

Cooperate?

What a joke!

Arrogance is the original sin, and at this time, Owen has the flame of original sin burning in his body, and he is condescending, thinking that he is a god who can control the fate of the person in front of him.

Ning Yi didn't like his attitude very much, so he said with a cold face: "Owen Kenison, look at this, maybe you will change your mind." ”

"Change your mind, unless the sun comes out of the west."

Owen flatly refused, but soon, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Ning Yi sent a video file over, and then just looked coldly at the blonde-haired and blue-eyed hook-nosed foreigner in front of him through the virtual communication interface.

"You...... What did you do! How dare you? ”

In the video, it is a record of the meeting between Ning Yi and a middle-aged fat man.

The figure of the middle-aged fat man was very familiar, and Owen recognized his identity at a glance, it was his immediate superior, Mr. John Iverson, President of Kabbalah Asia!

An old-school English gentleman, a villain in human skin!

The location of the incident was in a private villa in the suburbs of Iverson.

It was heavily guarded, and even when Iverson was on vacation, there were more than nine armed bodyguards guarding him at all times.

However, it is such a garrison force, at the end of the video, when the two talked about it, Ning Yi just sat on the chair, patted his palms lightly, and disappeared and completely collapsed.

"Actually, before I came to you to talk about cooperation, I went to Mr. Iverson first, but it seems that he is not willing to accept my kindness."

Ning Yi's tone seemed to be mixed with the power of frost and cold, making people feel what it means to be cold to the bone: "Now, I want to ask Mr. Owen, are you willing to accept my friendship?" ”

If you don't cooperate, you kill!

This is the style of pharmaceutical companies that Owen is quite familiar with, but when the person who was killed is most likely himself, timidity dissipates the anger in his heart and makes him come to his senses.

But even so, he did not kneel and beg for mercy, but threatened inwardly: "If you do this, the company will not give up!" ”

This time, it was Ning Yi's turn to sneer disdainfully: "Even if I don't do anything, will you just give up?" ”

Killing, in order to prove oneself, has the bargaining chips to cooperate with the other party on an equal footing.

Kabbalah is indeed powerful, but at this moment, how much power can be invested in the Asian region?

Even if you can take revenge afterwards, you only have one life!

Are you willing to sacrifice your life for the company?

Ask yourself, Owen's answer is no.

"How do you want to work together?"

Judging the situation, being able to bend and stretch, this is the real smart person, who can graduate from Yale University with all A's, Owen is not one of those straw bales with shit in his head.

Dignity is worthless in the face of life and profit.

As soon as he heard this, Ning Yi knew that the other party had relented.

He smirked, and even said to Owen in a tone full of demagogy: "Don't resist, even if you succeed in capturing me back to the headquarters, how much benefit will you get?" ”

Ning Yi put on a face of "I'm planning for you", and said to Owen as if admonishing: "The headquarters is far away from you, and no matter how many benefits you have, those big people will be, but Iverson is dead, and you will become the top head of Kabbalah in Asia......"

"The promotion of the Dragon's Blood Essence and the Agares System is your achievement, and even in research, I can help you."

Following Ning Yi's words, Owen thought about it carefully, it was really like this.

Yes, how many benefits can you get by working by yourself?

The little performance shares rewarded are simply not enough to enter the board of directors!

On the contrary, it was the condition given by Ning Yi that made his eyes light up: "Do you have a way to help me promote the Dragon Blood Essence and the Agares System?" ”

If this thing happens, he will be the savior who will turn the tide and help the building to fall, and with this merit, he will definitely have a chance to become one of the big names in the company!

Seeing the bait on the bait, Ning Yi smiled even more happily: "Of course, they are quite good products. ”

Good things, without good promotion, it is difficult to occupy the market.

What's more, what Kabbalah Pharmaceutical Group needs now is that these two products can occupy the market as soon as possible and recoup profits, so that the financially troubled company can get out of the quagmire of bankruptcy as soon as possible.

"What are you going to do?"

Once he is in the right position, people's attitudes will change rapidly, and Owen now looks at Ning Yi's gaze, which is completely different from just now.

This is a profit-seeking society.

But on this crucial topic, Ning Yi was silent.

Of course, he can give a good idea to make money, but why should he give it for free?

"What do you want?"

Owen said patiently, since it is cooperation, of course, it cannot be a unilateral effort.

"I want you to hire me as a special consultant for the company, the kind with official status and benefits, and in addition to that, I want 20 million credits in cash."

The identity of the consultant represents reconciliation with the company, and even if the Kabbalah headquarters wants to do it, it will have a lot of concerns before it completely turns around.

But Owen agreed without hesitation, because within the group, there is no monolith, and not everyone is a research maniac like Crick.

"I can promise you these conditions, but if you don't provide me with a satisfactory return, I swear you will die a terrible death."

After signing the contract and getting the money, Ning Yi didn't pay attention to the other party's threat, but asked with a smile, "Have you heard of the phantom world?" ”

Irving:......