Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 59 Antibiotics and Multinational Corporations
"airplane?"

Zhang Muzhi stared at the iron birds in front of him with wide eyes.

He Songling's pseudo third level could not be maintained for long, and it was impossible for him to fly back to Fujian with Zhang Muzhi. He had not even completely flown out of the foothills, and for the sake of the reserve of Qi, he had already let him down.

The fire escape activated by the reverse-life energy could not carry anyone, so He Songling could only think of a way.

aircraft.

There are no civil aviation airports in the country these days, but the same is true for military use.

He Songling was able to bring Zhang Muzhi on the plane because, on the one hand, as a major shareholder of Sany Security Group, a shareholder and behind-the-scenes investor of countless businesses in Pudong, he also had certain cooperation with the four major families and had vested interests, so borrowing a military plane was a piece of cake for him.

On the other hand, He Songling had a great ability in fantasy. As soon as the pseudo-third level fantasy state appeared, the person who could make the final decision almost knelt down and kowtowed to him on the spot, so naturally he agreed.

"No, this won't work." Zhang Muzhi was not one of those bumpkins in the circle of eccentrics whose thoughts were still stuck in the Qing Dynasty. He had followed Cai E in the uprising very early on and had extensive exposure to Western science, especially in the military field.

However, the airplane has been invented for less than 30 years, and its safety is extremely worrying. Many celebrities and politicians have died in plane crashes. Due to safety constraints, the current global application of airplanes is also very shallow. Nowadays, airplanes can really fall from the sky at any time.

"Stop talking nonsense." He Songling picked up Zhang Muzhi again. He found that it was more efficient to talk to this guy directly.

"No, brother, can't we take the train? Why do you have to try this new thing? I haven't lived enough!" Zhang Muzhi was like a caught toad, kicking his legs in the air.

"Are you stupid? I can fly!"

He Songling certainly knew that planes were prone to falling these days, but now he was also a skilled flyer. Even if he really crashed, he could still transform into Qi and fly out at the last moment if the forced landing failed.

He shook Zhang Muzhi's body up and down and said with a smile: "If something really happens, I'll take you to skydive without a parachute at an altitude of 10,000 meters."

Zhang Muzhi turned pale with fright.

Fortunately, their luck was not that bad. With limited fuel tanks and power, planes could not fly very far. After changing planes several times, nothing went wrong. They arrived at the nearest airport to Sanyi Gate and found a car to drive back.

As soon as Zhang Muzhi drove to the area indicated by He Songling, he felt the hairs on his body stand up. The experience of surviving countless battlefields told him that the surrounding area was extremely dangerous.

"Squeak--" Zhang Muzhi slammed on the brakes, shaking He Songling, who was sleeping on the seat.

"There is an ambush." ​​Zhang Muzhi let go of the steering wheel, took out a pistol with his right hand, and hid his left hand behind the car door, holding a grenade.

"What are you doing!"

Soon, four soldiers with guns came up. They were tall and strong, with red faces, and it was obvious that they had good food.

He Songling nodded and walked out of the car, "Go back and tell your superior that He Songling is here."

He Songling did not know these two people. They should have been newly recruited later, but the old members who formed the team at that time all knew his name.

"Hey! Mr. He, you're here!" The one who came was Boss Li's third son. This kid was smart, had attended a foreign school, was willing to learn new things, and had a sense of adventure. He took the initiative to give up the qualification to inherit the family business and wanted to join this security team and work with He Songling.

Ever since he had come into contact and talked with He Songling, he was deeply impressed by his insight and foresight. Following the example of his younger brother who once admired Zuo Rutong, he changed his name to Li Guizhen.

"How cruel! There are mines nearby?" He Songling's Ruyi power spread out from under his feet, and he had already explored it clearly.

"Training troops. During your absence, we had two conflicts with small groups of warlords, in addition to bandits." Li Guizhen showed a smug look on his face: "Our security group is really capable. We even beat back the regular troops under the warlords." "It's not our ability, it's the warlords' troops that are too weak." He Songling shook his head. In this day and age, anyone with a gun is a king. As long as the people under him can stand and fire, they are a "powerful" fighting force. If they are a little bit good at dispatching, can get money and guns, and have enough people, they can really sweep across a province.

Not to mention that these people were trained by foreign officers who had received modern military training, nor that they had genuine American weapons in their hands, the mere fact that they could eat their fill and eat meat made them more combat-effective than most warlord troops.

"No matter what, I have great respect for you, sir." Li Guizhen supported He Songling and said, "Come on, come on, Brother Lu and the black-haired foreigner have been waiting for you here for a long time."

After entering the regiment headquarters, Lu Ci and John greeted He Songling warmly. He had originally asked Lu Ci to send John to Li's house and then go home, but he didn't expect that not only did he not go home, but he even took John to live directly in the security regiment's base.

"Good job, kid. That's very nice." He Songling really had a new opinion of Lu Ci. This kid was a passionate person when he was young.

"Hey, you are my master, so I will be wherever you are?" Lu Ci laughed, "To be honest, I have wanted to run away for a long time. With my brother at home, it's okay for me to be a hands-off boss. Who wants to listen to my father's lectures every day?"

"Okay. Lu Ci, John, I really treat you two as my own family. John, do you remember what we talked about last time?" He Songling asked John.

"Of course I haven't forgotten! You know, that may be a monument in the history of world medicine!" After such a long time, John's face was still full of enthusiasm: "Please let me participate!"

"No problem. Look, you go to your teachers and classmates and find a paper written by Alexander Fleming. He is supposed to have discovered penicillin, but no one realized the value of antibiotics, not even himself."

He Songling only talked nonsense last time, but this time he poured out everything he understood. Antibiotics are like this, like that, like that. Lu Ci was drowsy, but John was fascinated by it.

"Snapped!"

John slammed the table, stood up and said, "No, I can't stand it anymore! I'm going back to England now!"

"No rush. For this matter, research, patents, and company registration, none of them can be missing. We need to discuss it." So for the next three days, He Songling, Li Guizhen, and John did not leave the group headquarters and discussed in detail the planning of antibiotic research and profit-making plans.

During these three days, Zhang Muzhi relied on his gun fighting skills to easily subdue this group of big soldiers, and he was truly worthy of being the head of the regiment. Lu Ci also saw the ability of his gun fighting master. Although he was not an extraordinary person, when it came to gun skills, Lu Ci really had to admit that he was inferior to him.

Three days later, He Songling and two other people finally walked out of the regiment headquarters gate.

"How is it?" Lu Ci hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It's very bad." He Songling told the truth.

There is definitely no laboratory of comparable specifications in China for the separation and purification of penicillin, and it is impossible to build one even if you spend a lot of money. Moreover, there is war everywhere, and it is unknown how long it will last even if it is built.

It must be in Europe, with the help of John and his alma mater, his teachers and classmates, and Mr. Fleming.

But the problem is that they have no channels to communicate between Europe and China. Never underestimate the greed of the Anglo-Saxon gangs. If the antibiotic concept proposed by He Songling was realized and put into production in Europe, just like the real history of the previous life, it would still be hard to find in China, and the scientific research results and profits would all go to the foreign devils. Then He Songling would have no time to bother.

Therefore, someone must be found to open up the channel between China and the West, and to establish a company abroad while guaranteeing the family's own interests at home. But John said that he only focused on studying medicine, and later came to the East, and only knew academic talents in Europe. Li Guizhen also admitted that the Li family only did some trade, and they could not find someone who could really connect with foreign countries and guarantee their own interests.

Everything is ready, but I'm stuck on this.

Lu Ci and Zhang Muzhi looked at each other. One of them was a stranger in a closed society, and the other was a soldier and a knight. They were also clueless about such things.

"Hey, Mr. He, do you think that gentleman might have a solution?" Li Guizhen's eyes suddenly lit up and he mentioned someone.

(End of this chapter)