Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 971 In the Cage and Outside the Cage

September 9th is the last day of the Hangzhou Summit.

No matter how many twists and turns there were yesterday, this meeting must be completed today.

The event that the people of Hangzhou have been preparing for for a long time cannot go wrong.

Sit down, everyone! Let's start the meeting.

Many of the leaders came to the meeting with dark circles and tired looks under their eyes.

Apparently last night was very busy, especially for those places whose time zones are different from China, which corresponds to daytime at home. I was so busy that my lips were almost worn out.

However, after arriving at the venue, these leaders still had to force a smile to face the camera.

The host of the summit is the lifesaver of astronauts from various countries. After a night of fermentation, "Thank China" became the main theme.

There were also some "legislators" who took a radical approach and insisted on singing a different tune, but without exception they were severely criticized.

According to the information Zhou Rui obtained, there was a lot of coming and going in Hangzhou last night, just like a tea party, and the leaders alone met privately more than 20 times.

As the host, we did not interfere, let alone eavesdrop. Times like this require more strategic determination.

In the meeting room, Zhou Rui did not write or draw anymore. He just sat there normally and seriously.

According to the meeting schedule, today's morning will be the third and fourth phases of the meeting, there will be a working lunch at noon, and the closing ceremony and press conference in the afternoon.

The closing ceremony is no longer held in the form of a cultural evening, but a ceremonial closing in the venue, mainly featuring a group photo of leaders from various countries.

As for the final press conference, the leaders of various countries no longer attended it as they had already started their return journey. Instead, the organizers of the summit held it to announce the results of the summit.

Due to the special circumstances of yesterday, the "twelve astronauts" incident naturally had to be officially announced at the press conference, and Zhou Ruihui attended in person.

He had already held an emergency press conference last night, but it was very late and the attendees were mostly domestic media. Tonight's meeting will be more formal and more information will be disclosed.

More major media outlets around the world have sent their reporters here, and many are now on intercontinental flights.

The morning meeting agenda was uneventful. In order to reach as much consensus as possible and to avoid the inability to issue a joint H statement, the various topics of the summit were more "stream of consciousness".

For example, metaphysical content such as "promoting global trade fairness", "vigorously promoting scientific and technological innovation", and "ensuring smooth cultural exchanges".

According to international rules, even if special events occur during the meeting, no additional related topics will be added.

So I arrived at the work lunch at noon smoothly.

I don’t know if the chef team has changed or what, but today’s dishes are much better than the previous few days. It’s rare for Zhou Rui to be able to immerse himself in the food.

When people at each table stood up and started socializing, a special guest came to Zhou Rui's table.

Lonely Island Trooper, Oma.

Even though he will leave office in a month, and even though it is almost certain that his reputation in the future will not be very good, the behavior of such a person taking the initiative to come to the table of "industrial and commercial representatives" to chat is still enough to intimidate people.

Even the other people at the table were stunned.

Omar was very graceful. He spoke a few words to the Indian telecom tycoon next to Zhou Rui, and then took his seat.

Other people at the table tactfully picked up their glasses and left to socialize somewhere else. Several of Omar's personal security guards slightly sideways, separating this small area at a clever angle, barely creating a private space for conversation.

Zhou Rui didn't move his butt, looking very calm, he just tilted his head and smiled, "Hello, I haven't had a chance to say hello in person yet."

Omar also smiled and said, "After all, you are busy doing big things. In fact, I wanted to invite you to the hotel for a meeting several times, but I didn't find the opportunity."

He had been unable to make an appointment with Zhou Rui, and since he never went abroad, this should be the last chance for face-to-face communication before Omar left office, so he took the initiative to come to him at such a luncheon.

Zhou Rui nodded: "I am indeed a bit busy. I wonder what can I do for you, Mr. Leader?"

Omar took a sip of the champagne in his hand and said, "Mr. Zhou has business all over the world. Although North America is not the main battlefield of the Furui Group, it is still the world's largest consumer market. Your company can earn billions of dollars in profits in North America every year."

Zhou Rui raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Mr. Omar is reminding me to be careful about the business environment over there?"

A threat? So childish?

Omar suddenly smiled, with a bit of helplessness, but this helplessness was more of a performance for Zhou Rui.

"No, I mean that Furui Group can get more in the future." Omar raised his glass and said, "I am here to convey goodwill, not threats. Many people in North America have goodwill towards you."

He will leave office in a month, so he has become a very useful "tool" for those behind him.

The faction he belongs to and the forces behind him will maximize the value of his last month.

Similarly, he will try his best to cooperate, because leaving office does not mean he is dead. Everything that needs to be exchanged must be exchanged. Will he just stop mixing in the future?
Can I still get the Solitary Island Cavalry account?
Not far away, someone in the organization naturally noticed that Omar went to have a private chat with Master Zhou. The situation was reported, and someone was quickly prepared to interrupt the conversation.

But not long after, the instruction I received was: Don't worry about it.

Next to Zhou Rui, Omar leaned back, looking very relaxed. From a distance, it seemed as if he was talking to Zhou Rui about the scenery of California Beach and inviting him to sunbathe.

But what comes out of his mouth is not how to apply sunscreen.

"In the future, whether it's Kaiming Intelligence or Lingshu Biotechnology, or even your other new companies, they will be able to operate smoothly in North America. We had some minor frictions in the past, but no one will bother you in the future, regardless of laws, tariffs, or even policy subsidies. Your share of profits in the North American market can even increase from billions to tens of billions."

"This has nothing to do with any issue between countries. It is purely a goodwill gesture to you personally and the Forex Group. This is not my personal promise, but an olive branch extended by those who can deliver on their promises in ten years or even longer."

Zhou Rui used a knife to cut the veal steak in front of him, then changed to a pair of chopsticks to pick it up and put it into his mouth.

After a long while, he said, "So what you want to talk about is 'extending life', right?"

Omar smiled and said, "Yes, we just need some places that are not open to the public. After all, not everyone can come to the stage easily."

"We don't even need the technology itself. This technology can only be improved in the hands of a genius like you, right? Many people are looking forward to your future."

Zhou Rui will continue to enjoy his veal steak, which is one of the few dishes that surprised him at the banquet in the past few days.

"Mr. Omar, if I understand correctly, many technologies mastered by the Furui Group can already form an industrial blow to North America. Strategically speaking, in order to protect your country's interests, you should obstruct it as much as possible, such as you have been doing before."

Omar said: "That is protectionist thinking, and we are a free and open economy."

Zhou Rui looked at him with a strange look, meaning "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Omar smiled and said:
"Come on! Those are all public matters, and today I am only speaking on behalf of myself and my friends."

"You should know which is the real effective rule."

Zhou Rui nodded: "When I was in school, my teacher said something like: The separation of powers in a certain country, with checks and balances, is a perfect system. Only when the power of the government is put in a cage can there be a society where everyone is equal."

Omar didn't know why the other party mentioned this, but he was familiar with this statement: "Yes, this is indeed our advantage."

Zhou Rui continued, "When I grew up, I knew it was bullshit, but I never thought about it carefully. It was only when you came today that I realized... I was focusing on the wrong thing."

"The question is who is outside the cage and who puts the cage in."

Omar smiled but said nothing, obviously not intending to discuss such "philosophical" issues with Zhou Rui here.

"So, your answer?"

"The North American market is open, but it has no appeal to me because I don't value that market at all. If I want to make an exchange, I need something else."

Omar's eyes lit up: "As long as it's reasonable, we can talk about it."

From beginning to end, Omar never mentioned anything about "astronauts", appearing very pure.

This guy, who is about to step down, came here for himself.

Zhou Rui had a slight smile on his face. Although the details still needed to be discussed, he couldn't trust him completely.

But it's good business.

In order to survive, people outside the cage treat the things in the cage as commodities.

There are actually a lot of valuable things in there.

The more Zhou Rui bought, the more things in the cage were lost.
They are just a few rotten old dogs trying to prolong their lives. Whether these people are alive or dead, it has little impact on their family.

No, or it is better to be alive.
Then fight for it.

(End of this chapter)