Hearing this, all the scientists in the conference room looked in that direction.

Fu Chi looked sideways faintly, and his eyes were still unfazed.

The other party is quite accurate when he pinchs it.

Doorway.

The figure of the man appeared in the field of vision, extremely tall, with one hand in his trouser pocket and playing with a metal lighter in the other.

The slender fingertips are buckled down from time to time, making a "click" and "click" sound.

The man wears a slightly loose black silk shirt with a slightly open neckline, a pronounced collarbone, and pale skin.

The black casual trousers on the lower body are a little leisurely.

The black hair is delicately combed behind the head, revealing a deep and extremely delicate face.

The slender eyebrow arc is just right to depict a bit of publicity, a pair of peach blossom eyes with deep contours, thick eyelashes, and rich pupil color, with a bit of seductive amorous romance.

The thin lips were wantonly provoked, but there was no substantive smile in sight, and there was a gloomy atmosphere carved into the bones all around.

Beauty is beautiful, but the aura inexplicably makes people's scalps tingle.

He was followed by a blonde man in his early thirties.

"Mr. Bai, please come here."

The moment Smith saw Bai Qingyu, as if he had seen a savior, he hurriedly greeted him.

Bai Qingyu looked sideways slightly, and a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling.

"This must be Mr. S.T."

The man's voice was like his own, a little damp and dark, and the cracks of his bones were cold.

Although, he was laughing.

Fu Chi raised his eyelashes and met the man's extremely aggressive eyes.

The former is sparse, the latter is wanton.

"Hello." Fu Chi got up and bowed his head at Bai Qingyu, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he seemed to be very personable, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Polite, but also extremely distant.

He also knew that since this man was pinching a little, it represented his attitude, but unfortunately, he was different from those scientists with eccentric personalities and unsociables.

It's not something this man can handle easily.

Bai Qingyu pursed his lips and walked to the seat opposite Fu Chi with his long legs and sat down.

Long legs were open, still playing with the lighter.

His slightly darkened eyes looked at the other side, "I have long heard that the JHR Institute of Biochemistry has high achievements in human gene research, so Bai Mou came here, but I still need you to give enough persuasion to prove that you are feasible, businessmen, vulgar, what I need is the result." ”

The people present, except for Smith, who can be regarded as negotiating, are a group of scientists who have lived in the laboratory for a long time to do experiments, and they are inevitably a little hesitant about such a set of statements from men.

The results that will be achieved, scientific research experiments are still in preparation, and naturally it is unknown.

This is especially true for the difficult research project of human genes.

For a moment, the conference room was a little silent.

Bai Qingyu closed the lid of the lighter, his tone was slow, and he tugged at people's hearts and lungs: "If you can't give me enough convincing relevant plans and investments, I naturally have to think about it again." ”

It means that without real dry goods, the money will not be in place.

"Mr. Bai, genetic-related research ......" Smith opened his mouth.

"The vast majority of human genes are innately laid, I don't think there is no way to build them the day after tomorrow, such as the CMET gene project, through acquired experiments, can change the human body's memory, thinking, speed, all parties will be a qualitative leap."

The man on the other side, who had been silent, finally spoke slowly.

Bai Qingyu picked his lips and looked over.

He smiled: "I would like to hear about it." ”