The efficiency of the housekeeper was as high as ever, and after three days Grandrent had changed his place of lie and now lived in a villa in the center of N'Djamena, which once belonged to a French nobleman. The nobleman came here during the African colonization and built this European-style villa. However, his descendants did not manage well and mortgaged the estate to a bank in the name of Grandrent's ancestors at an early age. The old housekeeper checked and found this place, which happened to be the same as the destination, so he arranged the accommodation here.

It's been maintained, it's pretty neat, and though it's a little older, Grandrent isn't in the mood to bother with these issues at this point. After arriving at N'Djamena International Airport by plane that day, he drove here, and after staying in a hurry, he sent his housekeeper to find Jiang Minghong's current address. Now he has only two people by his side besides the housekeeper, a bodyguard who has followed him for many years, and a private health doctor who has been with him for many years to deal with emergencies. Of course, he understood that this operation was too risky, but in the case that Jiang Minghong could not be contacted, if he was procrastinating, if that guy disappeared for a few more years, he would not be able to wait that long. Therefore, after hearing Jiang Minghong's news, he rushed to disregard his body and rushed to come in person.

That morning, Grandrent lay in the empty bedroom, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, anxious and expectant, waiting for news from the old butler. This mood is like a prisoner who will be taken to the execution ground, looking forward to the appearance of a suspended sentence. In some cloudy memories, only once was the mood the same as this one. It was the eve of a global financial crisis in the 70s, and he used all his strength to stay in his room and wait for the final result.

That time, after contacting several allies, he broke out of the whirlpool, and he also turned defeat into victory, accumulating a huge amount of money, what about this time? There was no one to support him, only a verbal promise that he never valued.

The minute hand of the old clock in the bedroom went round and round, and finally after eleven rings, there was a burst of sound at the bedroom door

Clear footsteps.

Two people, one before the other, Grandrent made this inference. Only the butler had the key to the bedroom room except himself, and the door was slowly opened.

Grandrent struggled to prop up her upper body with her elbows, trying to see who was coming. Although it was a little vague, he could clearly see that it was his butler who pushed the door in.

"Sir, Jiang Minghong is just outside the door." The butler lowered his head and said in a lower voice.

"Let him come in quickly, and besides, you watch from the outside, and don't let anyone near this room." With the help of the butler, Grandrent lay down again and waved his hand weakly.

The butler didn't say anything more, turned and walked out.

"I haven't seen you for more than a month, I didn't expect you to become like this, it seems that you have been hit a lot." Jiang Minghong didn't wait for his command, so he sat casually on a chair next to the bed, and then looked around the room. Near Grandrent's bed there is a desk with three drawers with fingerprint switches.

On one wall hung several paintings of the Middle Ages or the Modern European Ages, and he did not know whether they were Realist or Impressionist, except for a pot of violets on the windowsill that bloomed brightly, adding a little life to the empty room.

"You all know those things?" Grandrent suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to stare at Jiang Minghong.

"Of course, Dr. Xue Yunchu has information sensors installed in the organization, and we can basically know what happened to him at the same time." Jiang Minghong also turned his head and looked at the old man in his twilight with some condescendingness.

"I will do my best to make up for the damage caused to the organization," after a while, Grandrent pointed to a drawer on the table next to the bed, and motioned for Jiang Minghong to help him up.

Jiang Minghong stood up and came over to help Grandrent's back, so that he could have his hands free.

Grandrent leaned over, pressed the fingerprint recognition device on a drawer, and quickly opened the drawer, and pulled out a thick stack of papers from it.

"Some of them are real estate title certificates, and some documents record a lot of account passwords, all of which represent a large amount of gold and jewelry that I keep in different safes in European Swiss banks, and I don't need any identification when I withdraw them." After carefully handing these documents into Jiang Minghong's hands, Grandrent lay down again and let out a heavy breath.

Talking to smart people is a pleasure, general business negotiations, tens of millions of contracts still have to be inked for a few months, it is really annoying, Jiang Minghong took the thick documents, thought of some things that happened when he was engaged in investment in recent years, and looked at some of the letters on the top, some did not know, and he still needed to go back to the experts to verify.

He just mentioned an introduction, and he understood what he really meant, and he was so generous, since this is the case, then follow the doctor's instructions, don't embarrass him too much.

Actually, it can't all be blamed on you. You should now understand why we are reluctant to expose ourselves and would rather seek private cooperation than unite with the state. A single private person, no matter how powerful he is, always represents an interest, and he can always grasp what he wants to do next. And in the country, when I negotiated with you a few days ago, it was an interest group that was in charge, and when they changed internally, it was also time for you to be unlucky. Jiang Minghong felt that he was not very clear, these twists and turns, as soon as the doctor said it, it was easy to understand, and when it was his turn to restate it, he always felt as if something was almost something.

Grandrent frowned, but quickly tilted his head slightly in agreement.

"Well, I don't like to talk nonsense, looking at the current situation, they shouldn't have suspected me yet, or they have suspected it, and they don't dare to touch me, as for what they think, we don't have to think about it for the time being. I have already reported your physical problems and the organization has given instructions to give you an operation first," Jiang Minghong paid special attention to the other party's reaction when he said this. The other party only raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not have an ecstatic expression.

"By the way, I also want to ask you a personal question, of course, you can consider answering or not, just think of me as a young man asking my seniors for advice." Jiang Minghong suddenly changed the topic and did not tell him the details of the operation and other topics that the other party should be most concerned about at present.

"Mr. Jiang, in front of me, don't be so polite. You've done far more than many of my old contemporaries. "Grandrent still has a good understanding of Eastern culture, although it was a few years ago in order to facilitate better communication with Xue Yunchu. He doesn't hate this modesty, on the contrary, he appreciates that all large animals have their claws curled before predation. It's just that what he doesn't understand is that many Orientals regard this kind of humility as the true inner standard of being a human being, so that they lose the consciousness of predators.

"The decisions you made when you were working on that project seemed to me to be quite correct, and I'm sure you must have thought about the questions I mentioned above, but why did you make the decision to publish the current type of biotechnology? You know, it is this kind of biotechnology that is likely to trigger the other side's greatest greedy desire, and you must have seen the competition for it now, and how fierce the struggle is between the underground and the open that countries around the world are doing. The espionage case that has just been exposed is the best interpretation of the secret struggle. In the coming years, this struggle can only become more intense, and no normal government will leave the lives and health of its people to other countries to manipulate. Jiang Minghong straightened up and asked with a hint of sincerity.

For a long time, Grandrent did not speak, his eyes were closed. Until Jiang Minghong thought he was going to fall asleep, he just wanted to put his hand under his nostrils to see if he was still angry.

Suddenly, Grandrent opened his eyes, and then he spoke.