Chapter 211: Pick it, Rockefeller Jr

In the conference room, when Zhang Yang was looking at Rockefeller Jr., the latter was also looking at him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

To a certain extent, the two admire each other, Zhang Yang admires his courage, and Rockefeller Jr. admires Zhang Yang's genius.

Of course, if Zhang Yang didn't have a system, he would definitely not be able to do it today, Zhang Yang occupies the active position of the two, and even Zhang Yang has no chance to see Little Rockefeller, of course, that's just possible.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Yang." "Hello, I'm Rockefeller Jr." The two greeted each other in Chinese and shook hands, but there was nothing surprising that Caesar and Rockefeller Jr.'s bodyguards were standing at the door of the conference room.

Leaving Zhang Yang with room for little Rockefeller to talk alone.

"Little Rockefeller, you must know that not all kinds of people can become my partners, you will not have any discounts, you just have a chance to cooperate with me." Zhang Yang sat down and said slowly, Zhang Yang's mentality is completely different now.

Doing anything now is easy for Zhang Yang, after all, he has time.

"Of course, I'm here to prove that I have the qualifications." Rockefeller Jr. pulled out a bunch of papers, which of course should have been held by his assistant.

"I am the contemporary Rockefeller family, and our family originally controlled most of the oil in the United States, and of course the situation is not bad now."

"In addition to our main business, the group is also diversified, but at present these aspects are suppressed by several other families, in this regard, I am not their opponent, of course, I think you are the hope of the future, they hold the same idea as the Qing Dynasty, closed the country, this idea is undoubtedly wrong."

"They do everything for their own benefit, that's why I'm here to work with you, I need your help, and I'm sure only you can save me. I can't let the glory of Rockefeller fade in my hands. “

and explained to Zhang Yang the industry he owned, but was stopped by Zhang Yang, this aspect is not important at all.

Zhang Yang's potion doesn't matter, it is impossible to give him a permanent one, depending on the effect of little Rockefeller on Zhang Yang, if it is high, then the time may be longer, if you have been doing things for Zhang Yang, the so-called permanent is not impossible.

It's a bit cruel to say, but that's what Zhang Yang thinks.

"Then which experts told you that the medicine in my hand can be used in terms of human lifespan?" Zhang Yang smiled, unable to see the actual thoughts.

Little Rockefeller is relatively calm on the surface, but his heart is still worried, if Zhang Yang looks closely, you can see that the little finger of his right hand is constantly shaking, it is an inexplicable feeling, Little Rockefeller feels that Zhang Yang has made such a potion.

If it can improve the life span of the human body, who would not want to?

Even if he takes out 90 percent of his family property, Rockefeller Jr. is willing, and 100 percent is not impossible.

"Stephen, Laziz and Ibn Sina are a few of them, of course this is the opinion of the team they lead." Little Rockefeller did not hesitate to say their names.

If Zhang Yang really has a similar potion, their effect on himself will not be obvious, if not, these people are also meaningless to themselves, and little Rockefeller thinks that it is impossible for them to complete similar techniques, so it is better to say it to please Zhang Yang.

"Yes, yes, they are right. And I have a similar technology in my hands. So they don't matter to you anymore, do they? Zhang Yang could see the shocked expression on Rockefeller's face.

Little Rockefeller was certainly a smart man, and no second person would hear today's words.

If there is, Rockefeller Jr. will be the first to evaporate from the world, of course, this is the first time Zhang Yang feels the shock of Rockefeller Jr.

"Yes, sir, it doesn't matter." Little Rockefeller looked at Zhang Yang in front of him, full of longing, it was an undisguised naked desire, perhaps the same as Zhang Yang in the past.

"Let's take them to the technology of the future. What do you think? What is the value of life? For example, what is the value of a medicine with a 100-year lifespan? 200 years? More? Zhang Yang seemed light-hearted, and he was not worried about talking to little Rockefeller at all.

No matter how many years you can do it, then what will you choose?

Little Rockefeller feels like the whole person is going to suffocate, 100 years, 200 years? In this way, whether it is 100 years or 200 years, Zhang Yang can take it out? From Zhang Yang's tone and demeanor, little Rockefeller felt that none of this seemed to be anything to him, or did he have a higher age?

Oh my God, what kind of monster this is.

Zhang Yang's previous experience was turned upside down by major organizations, and Rockefeller Jr. also had one in his hands, starting from scratch and really starting from scratch.

Even if Zhang Yang has some alien technology, or whatever, the benefits are real in his hands.

"In 100 years, the life expectancy of a person is basically doubled, and if it is 200 years, 60 years old is just puberty."

Zhang Yang is still very calm.

However, little Rockefeller could already think that if this potion was thrown out, I am afraid that the whole world would boil, and no one would dare to be an enemy of Zhang Yang, because it was impossible to get the formula from Zhang Yang's hands, so he could only cooperate with Zhang Yang.

But Zhang Yang won't throw out the kind he uses, if he will, not now.

"In 100 years, I can come up with $50 billion, if it's more, it's no longer something that can be measured by money." Little Rockefeller seemed to be out of breath, shook his head, and said such things to Zhang Yang.

"Pretty much. I remember when I promised you a bottle of potion? Is it? Zhang Yang said, rewinding with some sarcastic meaning.

"Yes, sir." Little Rockefeller felt that Zhang Yang had grasped his lifeblood, but this was also everyone's lifeblood.

"Pick it up, Mr. Rockefeller, how many years do you want?"

Little Rockefeller wanted to live, to live for a long time, to live into the future, to see what the world would be like in the future?

Humans step into the starry sky, conquer other planets, and conquer other races. These are what little Rockefeller wants to see, the earth is really boring, basically what can be played and what can be done, little Rockefeller has played and done.

Of course, after Zhang Yang was born, the world has changed.

Whether it is artificial intelligence, holographic projection, or ALS potion, or a battle armor similar to Iron Man in Zhang Yang's hand, these are all at the forefront of the world.

rashly let little Rockefeller choose, and he also fell into thinking for a while.

In the end, how long will you choose? (To be continued.) )