"Lincoln, I didn't find it here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" A CIA agent with a radio detector swept over the bedroom's electrical cabinet. "Everything is fine, this is Tokyo, who will come to us for trouble?"

"It's better to be careful and follow the normal process." CIA Senior Agent Lincoln stood on the balcony of his bedroom and looked around, making sure no one could get close to Professor Alonzo's bedroom.

In the bedroom, the tall, thin Professor Alonzo was sneering vigorously. Ever since he received funding from the DuPont consortium, he has been surrounded by members of powerful organizations. These people seriously affected his life, and the prisoners were more comfortable than he was.

"Checked?" Professor Alonzo asked sarcastically.

"Yes, Professor. I hope you will rest early and don't contact the outside world easily, it will bother us a lot. If there's anything you can shout at, we'll be outside on guard. Agent Lincoln, who led the team, took the trouble to instruct before closing the door to the professor.

For self-seeking Americans, life without personal space is extremely difficult. The moment the door closed, Professor Alonzo finally felt relaxed. It's just that he didn't rest immediately, but took out a mobile phone from the back of the TV cabinet, the battery of the mobile phone was removed, and there was no electromagnetic signal just now.

Reinstalling the battery, Professor Alonzo couldn't wait to get online, and sure enough, a new email was sent to him - if it's convenient, I'd like to talk to you tonight.

Professor Alonzo immediately replied: "I'm not right now.

But the email from the other side was quick to reply - I was on the balcony of your bedroom.

What the? Professor Alonzo was immediately startled and looked up at the balcony of his bedroom, where a black figure stood and waved at him, knocking on the floor-to-ceiling window that closed the balcony and asking him to open it.

God, I live on the top 32 floors of the hotel!

Puzzled and shocked, Professor Alonzo quietly stepped forward to open the floor-to-ceiling window, only to see a tall young man wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, dressed in sportswear. He asked suspiciously, "Are you ......?" ”

"I'm Lin Sen who contacted you. Of course, it's a pseudonym so we can call each other. Zhou Qingfeng walked in from the balcony, looked at the room and said with a smile: "There are a few bodyguards in the living room, we have to be careful to communicate." ”

"They are not bodyguards at all, but jailers." Professor Alonzo complained hatefully, and he looked on the balcony again, but he didn't understand how the person in front of him appeared on an isolated balcony more than a hundred meters high, which is simply something that Spider-Man can do.

"Mr. Lin, please take a seat. I've read all the emails you've sent before, and I have a lot of questions I want to communicate with you. Professor Alonzo lowered his voice and brought in two chairs, apparently planning to talk all night.

"I'd like to talk to you too." After Zhou Qingfeng sat down, he let out a long sigh and said, "I thought about many opening remarks, but in the end I decided that it would be better to be direct. Would you like to work in the 'Radiation Biochemistry Laboratory'? You can be in charge of that lab. ”

Professor Alonzo was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "This is impossible, even if the DuPont consortium agrees, it is impossible for me to work in a Chinese laboratory that has only been established for less than a year." Although I didn't have a great time at Hopkins Medical School, I think the quality of the people and equipment everywhere is the best in the world, and I can't find it anywhere else. ”

The twisted melon is not sweet! As a last resort, Zhou Qingfeng is not willing to use force. Otherwise, don't talk about being passive and slacking off, as long as you move a little bad in the research process, he will be miserable.

The only way to gain Professor Alonzo's trust is to reveal more. Zhou Qingfeng took out an instant noodle from the shoulder bag he brought, "I want you to try this before the next conversation." ”

"What is this?"

"Instant noodles, but with something special added to them, are the latest research results of our 'radiation'."

Zhou Qingfeng naturally took out the 'Supreme' instant noodles, which are trying to open up sales in Japan and South Korea. The reason ...... is naturally to make more money.

A barrel of 'Supreme' is sold for twenty-four yuan in China, throwing away various costs and dealers' profits, with a net profit of ten yuan per barrel and a monthly income of 1.5 billion. It is said that it is already against the sky for a company that has only been established for less than half a year to have this kind of profitability, but Yuan Mei, who is in charge of the 'wasteland trade', obviously wants more.

How boring it is to make money at home, wouldn't it be better to sell it abroad?!

Due to the relatively short shelf life of 'Supreme', it cannot be conveniently transported too far, so Japan and South Korea have become the best choice. And because of the popularity of 'Supreme' in China, it has become famous, and it is much easier to enter the Japanese and Korean markets by taking the high-end route.

This is also the reason why Zhou Qingfeng makes food instead of medicine, and the review of drugs has been too long. The food is very simple.

Ordinary instant noodles in Japan are generally only one or two hundred yen, which is equivalent to a few or a dozen yuan of soft sister coins. And a barrel of 'Supreme' sells for 1,000 yen in Japan, which is equivalent to more than 60 soft sister coins. Hahaha......, the Great Heaven* Dynasty finally has something to go to Japan to make money!

At the same time as Zhou Qingfeng arrived in Japan, 'Supreme' also landed in Japan, but it is still in the period of distribution and promotion, but as long as people who have eaten it are praised.

Since the total production of 'Supreme' was fixed at 500,000 barrels per month, Yuan Mei reduced the share of domestic sales to 50,000 barrels, and exported the rest. Japan has 1,000 yen per barrel and South Korea has 10,000 won per barrel, and after removing various costs, the profit has nearly quadrupled at once, and the monthly income has reached about 400 million.

But this is not Yuan Mei's real goal, she has already learned from Zhou Qingfeng that what really makes the 'Supreme' delicious is something added to the brine. So wouldn't it be better to simply sell brine?

So Yuan Mei is thinking about transporting the 'Supreme' brand seasoned brine to the United States by air, where high-end hotels and the middle class should like it.

The mysterious food from the ancient oriental country, the secret recipe of the palace that has been inherited for thousands of years, has reappeared in the world after the innovation and development of modern science and technology. Now, the 'Supreme' brand flavored brine has arrived in the United States, and its exquisite packaging is an irresistible temptation.

How about selling for a hundred dollars like this?

Too expensive?

It's not for the poor, it's a high-end luxury. Just like French truffles, Caspian caviar, and Blue Mountain coffee, it is a treat of prestige and status, and it is not bad if it is not sold for a thousand dollars.

How much will this profit have to go up then? More than 100 million, more than 400 million is not a thing, billions are pediatrics. Once the U.S. market is opened, the European market will naturally not be a problem, and the products of the 'Supreme' brand will bring Zhou Qingfeng a steady stream of profits like a money printing machine.

Of course, I hope Zhou Qingfeng is still alive at that time. And this thing still needs to be operated well, not just pushed. But the markets in Japan and South Korea can still be developed, so Zhou Qingfeng was able to buy a 'supreme' instant noodles from a convenience store and put it in front of Professor Alonzo.

"What do you mean by letting me eat instant noodles?"

"There's NTZ-45 in there."

"What? No way! (To be continued.) )