The life secretary looked at Feng Jun, his brows twisted like a Chinese knot, "Isn't this a sample? You chargewho pays?"
"Okay," Feng Jun nodded obediently, "the more than one million yuan is considered as my support, but you have to make it clear that it was my support, and I am not bad at that, but I can't say that you deserve it This is a matter of nature, I insist."
"Okay," the life secretary saw that Mr. Yu didn't have any objections. Naturally, he didn't have any objections either. It's only a million, so that counts as money?
That night, Shen Qingyi came over and said, "The whereabouts of Tempura Yong have been found. He has been in Nibo recently."
Almost at the same time, in a research institution in the imperial capital, a thin, bald man in his fifties shouted, "One hundred yuan per gram, how is this possible? Doesn't that mean that the preparation technology for graphene of this quality is already quite high?" Mature?"
A layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. Just from the price, he can analyze that the other party can have a considerable supply.
¡°After all, it is a big country with a population of 1.4 billion, and its ability to pool resources to accomplish big things is so strong that most small countries cannot imagine it.
Opposite him was a fat, middle-aged man with a beard, "As far as we know, the other party can provide about ten tons of graphene of the same quality every month. This amount should be no doubt."
"Then what's the point of our research?" The bald man sighed dejectedly, and then his eyes lit up again, "By the way, we can engage in a technical exchange or acquire the other party's related technology."
The middle-aged man with a beard shook his head, "The technology is tightly blocked, and even the production site cannot be determined."
"This situation can be said to be very abnormal," the bald man frowned, "I think we should not turn a blind eye to this abnormal situation. It is necessary to carefully investigate the supplier."
"It's useless," the bearded man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You think I don't want to? But there is no response."
"The lack of response is a bigger anomaly," the skinny man said resolutely, "Our research and development involves military products, and we can apply for military intervention. National security cannot be ignored."
The bearded man sighed, picked up the phone and dialed, "Consultant Tian? I have a situation here and I want to report it to you"
It took Staff Tian about two minutes to call back.
When the bearded man heard the two key points of "Yu Lao" and "the supplier is in Funiu", he knew where the difficulty lay, so he asked aloud, "Can you give us the contact information of the supplier? "
"This won't work!" Staff Tian refused resolutely, "I will report your needs to the superiors, but private contact is impossible. This is what the above said! It is very likely that the elderly people proposed it!"
In fact, during this day, similar scenes were staged on different occasions
The next day, Mr. Yu¡¯s life secretary received three calls from people wanting to contact Feng Jun.
At noon, Mr. Yu left the valley and came back for dinner. The secretary reported the situation.
Mr. Yu was silent for a long time before snorting, "I know that you can't call out the phone casually, otherwise, this guy will explode into something unknown, which is not conducive to communication, but"
Having said this, he raised his hand and patted the armrest of the sofa, "What a shame, we helped him so much, but we only gave him a 10% discount. What a huge loss."
¡°Master, is this really okay for you? The life secretary had the urge to hide her face, but nodded solemnly, "Yes."
"That's it," Mr. Yu casually ordered, "contact him and see if you can get another discount."
The life secretary¡¯s mouth twitched and she looked at the old man with innocent eyes: Leader, we don¡¯t do this.
"Yu Lao looked at him with cloudy eyes, and the meaning in his eyes was self-explanatory: You can't lose a piece of meat by talking, at least let him know, let's help him handle the matter, right?
He has been following the old man for many years and is quite familiar with these looks, so he can only nod, "Okay."
Picking up the phone and dialing, the next moment, an expression of relief appeared on his face.
There was a gleam in Mr. Yu's eyes, and he asked without thinking, "Is this guy turned off his phone again?"
Hearing this, the life secretary seemed to have thought of something, her expression changed, and she nodded silently.
Mr. Yu was also silent, thinking for a moment, and then waved his hand: Go and ask when he disappeared.
"However, Feng Jun's three male apprentices left, and Yang Yuxin's mother and daughter also went to Magu Mountain. It was really difficult for the Yu family to know Feng Jun's movements. Gao Qiang and Li Shishi were still in the state of registered apprentices, so? meters. It is estimated that only people like them have the ability to move such a large capacity in one night. "
In fact, she doesn't need to say that Feng Jun, Shen Qingyi and Mei Jin have all demonstrated the ability to retrieve objects from space. This method is called "magic" by Mr. Yu, but it is estimated that only those masters who follow what others say can really do it. Think it's magic?
Mr. Yu knew it well. After being silent for a while, he sighed, "There shouldn't be many people like this. Otherwise, otherwise wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
His struggle didn¡¯t last long. The next morning, while he was resting in the bamboo forest, his cell phone rang.
Shen Qingyi, who was practicing, opened his eyes and glanced at him with great dissatisfaction. Gao Qiang rolled his eyes helplessly and said nothing.
However, Mr. Yu didn't pay attention to their reactions. His mind was attracted by a shocking news, "Tempura is dead forever?"
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