I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 498 Zhang Youfu

"I have no opinion."

"I bought you a plane ticket for tomorrow, so you take a day off today and go back to pack up."

Mr. Han snapped his fingers, and the waiter came over. He picked up his phone and opened Alipay.

When he was about to pay the bill, Zhang Youfu leaned over halfway and raised his hand to cover the screen of his mobile phone.

"What did you promise them?" Zhang Youfu asked coldly.

The waiter had a surprised expression on his face, and stood at the table at a loss for a while.

Mr. Han smiled at him apologetically, and asked the waiter to do other things first.

After the waiter walked away, Mr. Han said slowly, "I think I guessed it. The research results are shared. Also, they want the exclusive agency right of God's Heart in South America, and I will give it to them."

"It doesn't involve me?" Zhang Youfu frowned.

"Part of it involves you."

Mr. Han wiped his nose with an embarrassed expression: "They asked you to leave more children for them. Anyway, you don't need to be responsible, so I made the decision for you and agreed."

As he spoke, he sent a list to Zhang Youfu's mobile phone.

Zhang Youfu clicked on the list suspiciously and glanced through it in a hurry.

"This is the woman they prepared for you." Mr. Han said in a teasing tone: "You are blessed, boy. There are athletes, graduates from prestigious universities, celebrities, and models on this list. Each has its own merits and tastes. These women are all is yours."

"Are you treating me like a boar?" Zhang Youfu slammed the phone on the table, and the screen of the phone was shattered.

He didn't think it was a benefit, but instead thought it was an insult to him.

"They are willing to exchange the pineal gland regrowth technology with you." Mr. Han's expression didn't change a bit: "In fact, they just want Wang Yuchuan's genetic code, and this is just an additional condition."

Zhang Youfu's expression softened, and for a moment, a feeling of fascination was unstoppable in his heart.

The pineal gland is a link that cannot be bypassed in the development of human potential.

It's a pity that after the age of seven, the pineal gland has degenerated and atrophied, and it has lost its function. Unexpectedly, someone in the world has actually developed this technology.

"I remember, this is the subject you focused on in college, and you haven't achieved much results. You are obviously a genius, but you are regarded as waste by the professors and tutors. Don't you want to use this technology to find the person who sneered at you at the beginning?" Is the professor and mentor a shameful one?"

Mr. Han suddenly threw out the pineal gland regrowth technology, which really moved his heart.

But it wasn't enough to make him give up his dignity and become a boar, but what Mr. Han said next firmly poked his heart.

When he was young, he took a national scholarship to study abroad. He thought that the academic atmosphere in the West would be more enlightened and tolerant than that in China.

He can flex his muscles. Unexpectedly, the racial discrimination in the college is extremely serious, and the professors are even used to judging your ability by the color of your skin.

As long as you are not Caucasian, you are considered to be genetically defective, have a low IQ, and are not worthy of working in the same university as them.

At that time, he also chose this seemingly impossible subject to win his breath.

He overestimated his ability, thinking that with his super high IQ, he could solve this problem with this calculation alone. In fact, he was wrong, very wrong.

A mere Asian, actually chose such a rare topic.

In the eyes of those arrogant Westerners, this itself is a joke.

Even some of the Asian community in the college made fun of him, a group of people who had never wanted to achieve anything academically.

They just want to lick the hairy legs of those white guys to make themselves look out of the Asian group.

Especially Japanese, Korean, and Southeast Asian people, they play dirty.

It may be that the Chinese have some backbone, and they keep their waists straight all the time.Among Chinese Americans, Zhang Youfu is the one with the straightest waist.

Of course, he was the one who was ridiculed and bullied the most.

The students would crowd his experimental area, and the Taoist would not use any resources he had.

He is like a mountain climber whose hands and feet are tied. In this case, it is strange to ask him to climb Mount Everest and reach the top.

Mr. Han felt sorry for him, relying on an elder in his family who was the school manager, he kept opening the back door for him secretly.

Overcoming this technology requires a lot of money, often hundreds of millions.

Mr. Han didn't have such great power at that time to mobilize so much funds.

That's all he can do.

He appreciates Zhang Youfu's integrity, and he thinks Zhang Youfu is a person who can accomplish great things.

Just give him a chance.

Zhang Youfu is indeed very competitive. Although he has not made achievements in the field of pineal gland regeneration technology, he has achieved impressive results in the field of gene coding.

In fact, the senior officials of their school have sent him dozens of invitation letters over the years, hoping that he can return to school to give a speech for the students.But he refused.

Pineal gland regeneration technology has always been a thorn in his heart. If he does not solve this problem, he always feels that he cannot hold his head up in front of the group of Caucasian professors who laughed at him back then.

"Okay." After struggling for a long time, Zhang Youfu raised his head and his eyes became firm: "I promise you."

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Mr. Han raised his hand and shook his phone: "Can I pay the bill now?"

Zhang Youfu didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

Mr. Han waved and called the waiter over.

After paying the bill, the two stood side by side on the street, and a fiery red convertible Ferrari stopped in front of them.

Even though this is the capital city, the blood-red body color is still very eye-catching. It drives all the way, attracting passers-by to stare at it frequently.

There was a surprised expression on Zhang Youfu's face. He remembered that the day he and Mr. Han met for the first time, Mr. Han also drove a fiery red Ferrari.

At that time, he had a wild personality. Caucasian classmates would secretly point at him from beside him, and Mr. Han would drive directly into them.

He didn't step on the brakes until he was less than fifty centimeters away from them, scaring them to the point of shit, and then Mr. Han laughed loudly, pointing his middle finger at their backs.

"Before you leave, I'll take you for a ride." Mr. Han took the key from the driver and walked around the front of the car.

He lifted his leg over the car door as gracefully as he did when he was young, and sat down on the driver's seat.

"Come on, find out how you felt when you were young." As he spoke, he patted the passenger seat.

Zhang Youfu smiled helplessly, at such an age, he was still as crazy as he was when he was young, he really couldn't bear it.

Mr. Han repeatedly called him over, but Zhang Youfu could only step forward, open the door, get in the car, and put on his seat belt habitually.

"You still haven't made any progress at all. Is it still called a ride if you wear a seat belt for a ride?" Mr. Han said while unbuttoning the seat belt casually.

Everything seems to be the same as before, and everything seems to have changed again.

Zhang Youfu looked at the eager expression on Mr. Han's face, his eyes gradually became extremely complicated.

(End of this chapter)