Chapter Seventy-One: The Praying Mantis Catches the Cicada (Part I)
(Thanks to the cat who has nothing to do to wander around, loves to see rabbits, Captain Iron Flag, and Meow Meow doesn't love Meow Meow for the reward)
Eden Building, Penthouse President's Office.
The 99-storey skyscraper is a three-story skyscraper with a lotus-shaped apron suspended in the middle of the three buildings, surrounded by lush plants that look like a budding flower on the roof against the backdrop of a dense aerial forest.
On the top floor, a leather chair was facing away from the large desk, and Peter Wei leaned back motionlessly, quietly looking at the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the glass and not knowing what he was looking at.
There were three people standing neatly opposite the desk, all of them looking a little nervous, all of them bowing their heads together, no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere in the huge office was extremely depressing.
The seat slowly turned, Peter Wei squeezed his eyes hard, sniffed, pulled out a purple handkerchief from his jacket pocket, carefully wiped the corners of his eyes, blew his nose, and threw it into the trash.
"Alas, I think of myself who died tragically, it's really pitiful, still so young." Peter Wei's eyes were red and he muttered to himself, "My brother will definitely avenge me." ”
The three people at the desk still didn't dare to come out, silently lowering their heads. Peter Wei sighed, took out a purple handkerchief, gently pinched a corner, and glanced at the three people, "Don't you have anything to say?" ”
The three of them secretly glanced at each other, but no one said a word.
"Luo Ziji, you are my assistant, you come and tell me what is going on."
A man in a black suit raised his head suddenly, in his twenties, his young face had already matured a little. He coughed lightly and said cautiously: "Mr. Wei, I have already checked, the company's scientific research laboratory is currently working on a total of twelve major projects and one hundred and seventy-five small projects. In particular, there is nothing abnormal about the brain-related fields and the field of thought development, and there are no anomalies in any related projects. ”
"So, that ghost doesn't have anything to do with the Eden Institute?" Peter Wei played with the handkerchief in his hand expressionlessly, folding it back and forth like origami.
"Well, it's actually related." Luo Ziji's face was a little embarrassed, and his speech was a little slurred, "I found a project name in the list of abandoned projects for the human nervous system scanning, printing and restoration plan, the application time was half a year ago, but only the project name, and the relevant information content in it has been deleted." ”
Peter Wei raised his eyes and glanced at an old man in a white coat, "Professor Jiang." ”
Professor Jiang, who was full of silver hair, subconsciously lifted his gold-wire glasses, and said after a two-second silence: "The artificial nerve project is now progressing steadily as planned, and we have successfully cultivated Golgi type 1 cells and Golgi type 2 cells. Artificial neurons are working well in simulating signal transduction, but there are some small barriers to signaling between artificial and native neurons, and the results are not ideal, and we are adjusting the experimental parameters...... All the project progress is under control, and Mr. Wei can rest assured. ”
Peter Wei carefully placed the handkerchief folded into a thousand paper cranes on the desk, then leaned on the table and tilted his head to look at it, and sighed leisurely, "Don't worry, of course I'm relieved, as a younger brother, I heard that I trusted Professor Jiang very much when I was alive, leaning on my left and right arms, and appointed you as the chief of the project laboratory...... It can be seen how relieved I was Professor Jiang when I was alive. ”
Peter Wei suddenly raised his head and looked at Professor Jiang, "Professor Jiang, can you explain to me what happened to the project that you abandoned?" ”
Professor Jiang held his glasses with a slightly trembling hand, pondered for two seconds, and said unhurriedly: "Li Yibo, this person, his academic ability is quite outstanding, and his talent is also very high, I am very optimistic about him." Since he came to the company, I have made him my first assistant, carefully cultivating him and teaching him, treating him as my own disciple. ”
"Alas, who ......knows," Professor Jiang showed a trace of regret and sadness on his face, "I know that he is a little arrogant, after all, he can achieve a lot at a young age, but I didn't expect him to be carried away by these false names, become arrogant, and come up with some whimsical ideas from time to time, and then his whole person became crazy, his logic was confused, he began to talk nonsense, and he went crazy at every turn in the laboratory...... He didn't even listen to me. ”
"Later, I was worried about his psychological state, so I asked him to rest for a while and go to see a psychiatrist. His research was also put forward indiscriminately when he was in an unstable state of mind, and some of them didn't even have a basic scientific basis, so I rejected them without looking carefully, after all, the laboratory's funds are also limited, and they can't be wasted on some useless projects. ”
Peter Wei stretched out his two hands and applauded, "That's good, that's great, we need a respected person like Professor Jiang to preside over scientific research." ”
Professor Jiang nodded reservedly, "Mr. Wei, this is what I should do." ”
Peter Wei looked at Professor Jiang with a smile, "How many of the twelve papers you published last year were written by Li Yibo for you?" ”
"......" Professor Jiang's face froze suddenly.
"It's also right that he's your disciple to write a few papers for you, and you don't have to do anything less anyway." Peter Wei's face gradually sank, "He is so capable and has brought you a lot of fame and fortune, why did you ruthlessly send him to a mental hospital." ”
"Oh, I heard he's going to report you." Peter Wei looked at Professor Jiang, whose face was already a little pale, "I heard that your living expenses account for 18% of the scientific research funds, and there are still 27% of the funds that are used in some problems. ”
Professor Jiang's face was already sweating at this time, he took out a handkerchief tremblingly and wiped it, and said nervously: "This is completely slander, slander!" ”
"Whether it's slander or not, Peter Wei doesn't care." Peter Wei stretched out his finger and shook it, "After all, I didn't care when I was alive, and I didn't care even more when I died, I, as a younger brother, only want to know one thing, does this Li Yibo have anything to do with my death?" ”
"......" Professor Jiang was silent.
"Old man Jiang, I'll give you three days to get back the missing project information, otherwise I'll send you to the underwater seat to drink tea with me." Peter Wei's tone became very cold, "Yuanxing! ”
The big man standing on the side stood up straight and respectfully agreed, "Mr. Wei, please give orders." ”
"I'll also give you three days to find out Li Yibo for me, whether it's a person or a ghost, especially a full set of relevant materials and equipment." Peter Wei glanced at Yuan Xing, "The company doesn't plan to investigate the matter of the recovery force's failure last time, but my brother still wants to say that this time he is going to miss, so don't come back." ”
Yuan Xing immediately straightened his body and replied loudly, "Please rest assured that Mr. Wei." ”
"." Peter Wei picked up the paper crane on his desk and threw it into the trash.
The three of them wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads and walked out as if they were running away, when the secretary outside the door happened to walk in and walked quickly in front of Peter Wei with small steps.
"Mr. Wei, Ms. Huang Xinmei is waiting outside to see you."