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Chapter 285 Status ([-])

Turing came to the miniature exhibition of the Animus Life Foundation.In the highly intelligent exhibition site, the construction of the miniature exhibition site can be completed in a few minutes, and the lizard is placed in the most eye-catching position, with various instruments for observing physiological conditions. At this moment, there are already many people I'm watching.

Although it is at a disadvantage in the struggle with the internal companies of the Crohn United Group, for those small capitals, Wilson Company is still an unattainable giant. This is the case with the three people just now. The gap created by the status of power a huge gap.

Scanning around the booth of the Animus Life Foundation, the staff they arranged were extremely active, constantly looking for some specific targets to negotiate with, and they seemed to be people of considerable status.Some of the logos that Turing could recognize represent companies that are far inferior to Wilson's.

The good news is that the Animus Life Foundation is currently in a disadvantageous situation, and Turing doesn't mind being their investor in the name of Wilson Corporation.

"Hi sir, would you like to know about our latest project presentation?"

As Turing approached, a Mickton guy with a Mohawk haircut ran up and handed him a display panel with a look of graciousness.

This is an intelligent operation platform similar to a tablet, replacing the role of paper brochures.

Turing slid the display panel, and after quickly flipping through the superficial scientific research content on it, he returned it to the Mohican boy, who had a look of disappointment on his face, thinking that Turing had no interest in it.

"I'm Gray Fox from Wilson Corporation. I'm very interested in your foundation's scientific research projects. Can you arrange for me to meet with your representatives?"

As soon as this remark came out, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then showed obvious joy: "Okay, okay! Of course! Here, please..."

He excitedly took Turing to the side of the mini exhibition and waited. After communicating with other staff, he returned to Turing:
"Hello, Mr. Gray Fox, you can call me Miles. Our representative is interviewing another investor, and it should be over soon. Could you please wait a while?"

Another investor?Turing frowned.

This is not a very good situation for Turing, but it is not surprising.

The foundation can arouse its own interest, and naturally it can also arouse the interest of others.

For Turing's arrival, Miles and the surrounding staff expressed their full welcome. Miles even handed over his work to others, received Turing himself, and prepared a glass of fragrant fruit wine for him .

"The product of our project - the fruit produced by a synthetic plant composed of a special grafting technology, and we use this fruit to make this alcoholic beverage." When talking about the foundation's scientific research project, Myers looked quite be proud of.

Turing glanced at the dark purple glass of alcoholic drink that was still bubbling, touched the thick white mist that gathered on the wall of the glass after it was chilled, and didn't move his mouth.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gray Fox, this is a scientific research project I participated in. I am very confident about it, and there is absolutely no substance that damages human physiology, and it can even promote metabolism." Miles looked at Turing with obvious distrust, He tried his best to bring over a cup of the same drink and took a sip himself.

But Turing still ignored the cup of dark drink, because it reminded him of the fruit produced by the phantom limb, which was full of decarburized stock solution.

"You said this is a project you participated in? Are you a researcher?"

"Well... yes." Miles nodded and smiled wryly, "Because of the shortage of funds, our current research projects had to be completely suspended, and almost all scientific researchers except management were dismissed. The reception work at the venue It can only be handed over to our research assistants."

It's too awful.

Turing nodded without commenting, and had a brief conversation with Miles, trying to obtain more information about the Foundation.

As the communication deepened, Myers became more and more frightened when he learned that the person in front of him was actually the director of the Industrial Research and Development Department of Wilson Corporation. He did not expect that the person in front of him wearing a classic-style coat was actually a research director.

By the way, because of the reason for participating in the exhibition, Kahn insisted that Turing change out of his clothes, and re-ordered a set of clothes for him to participate in the exhibition.

The overall board style is similar to before, but a lot of Fals classical style textures and decorations have been added, which is similar to the texture style of Kahn's "bartender" clothing.In Kahn’s words, this is the necessary attire for senior executives of the Wilson Company to participate in special occasions. It originally came from a sense of family honor, but it doesn’t need to be so deliberately emphasized in modern times, but it still represents “seriousness” and a certain meaning "Nobility" on the Internet.

At this time, a research assistant dressed as a receptionist came to their desk, interrupted their conversation, and whispered a few words to Miles, and the latter's complexion changed.

"Are your representatives ready for another meeting?"

"Feel sorry……"

Miles stood up with a guilty face:

"On behalf of that side..."

Seeing the other party's faltering appearance, Turing narrowed his eyes.

"Excuse me, let me talk to this Mr. Wilson."

The later researcher patted Miles on the shoulder and pulled him behind him:
"Although you have been waiting for a long time, our representatives are not ready to talk to you."

Under the visor, Turing frowned deeply.

"We are sincerely honored to have you here, but I don't think we can accept and don't need the help and investment from Wilson Company. I'm sorry, but please come back." The scientific research staff spoke politely, but their tone was indifferent.

"I want to know what happened to make your representatives refuse to even meet. I think the Animus Life Foundation is currently short of funds." Turing stood up and shook his coat.

"I'm sorry, but there's no particular reason." The man shook his head. "Please come back, sir. If you'd like to stay at the booth for a tour, you're welcome, but the rep isn't seeing anyone right now."

The red eyes moved away from the man's face, Turing looked around, and saw a man in a suit who did not know when he appeared not far away, with the logo of Qiertu Building pinned to his chest, and it did not belong to the work logo of the venue.

The people in Qiantu Building... were cut off as expected.

Turing stopped staying too long, turned and left, and Myers behind him looked ashamed.

Turing didn't have to go up to the exhibition arranged by Qiertu Building to insist on meeting with the representative, that would be meaningless.At this point, Turing can only use the most familiar and direct method for the Animus Life Foundation.

"Youyu, it's me."

"Count up a batch of new demon weapon legions, and let the promoted enter the state of preparation for battle. I have actions to arrange."

……

"Why do you want to do this? That's the Wilson company! The other party contacted us, and it shouldn't be..." "Myers, that's fine."

The research staff interrupted him impatiently: "Mr. Pauly is discussing funding matters with the people in Qiantu Building, and he will soon be able to solve the troubles of the foundation. We don't need a company like Wilson Company that cannot guarantee itself."

"But in any case, we should have enough etiquette, at least the representative should meet with him..."

"Then what do you want to do as a representative? Drive away the people from Qiertu Building, and then go to see that gray fox?" The scientific researcher was also a little angry, and his voice raised a lot.

"Only with Wilson? Times have changed Myers, leaving aside the friction between Wilson and Conglomerate, now we not only need investment, we need real help to survive a possible corporate war The Wilson Company, which is the lowest in military industry, can’t do it. Only Qiantu Building can do it. Don’t you understand…”

hum...

With an electric whine, the electronic door of the backstage space where the two were located opened, and three men in suits and leather shoes stepped out of it.

"Mr. March!" The researcher was shocked and bowed suddenly, "Sorry, my voice is too loud... If I disturb you..."

"It doesn't matter, the meeting is over." Tossa March pulled his collar indifferently, turned his head and said to the room, "Mr. Pauly, I am willing to give you a chance, as long as you have prepared enough items this time Impress other people, we don't mind pumping money into you guys. Believe me, I have enough power over what goes on at the show."

"I see, Mr. March." A middle-aged man with brown curly hair came out of it, and bowed to Tossa March with a gloomy face.

"That's the end of the capital injection, take advantage of your opportunities."

After all, Tossa March turned and left with two entourages.

"Mr. Pauly, how is the situation?" After Tossa March left, Miles and the researcher immediately stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

Paulie shook his head slightly:

"Still unwilling to inject capital."

"This?!" Miles' complexion changed drastically, "If this is the case, why do you want to drive away the gray fox?"

"Because we can't get involved with Wilson Company, and Wilson Company's strength is not enough." Pauly said lightly, "Although we haven't received capital injection, Tossa March is willing to give us a chance...as long as we show If the project can convince even one raw material supplier, Qiertu Building will provide us with capital injection and even convince other capital.”

"Also, Tossa March reversed the order of our exhibition with that of Wilson Company, giving priority to several exhibition orders of Wilson Company. This is the best news of this meeting."

The researcher next to Miles breathed a sigh of relief.

A technology exhibition is not something for most people to appreciate. It only needs to take care of a small number of the most powerful suppliers. There is no finale, because the top [-] projects are all the patience of the suppliers.

Therefore, if the order of exhibited projects can enter the top [-], then suppliers can see that this is an elusive resource for most capital.

In a corner that few people paid attention to, a metal tentacle protruded with a faint red light, quickly withering in the darkness.

　Restored and updated, I just saw some outrageous typos in front today, sorry.

　
(End of this chapter)