Homo sapiens.

In a closed villa, a vigorous old man was standing in front of the wooden dummy, practicing Wing Chun with a firm eye.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the martial arts hall.

"Father, are you just watching that kid go abroad?"

The old man stopped, picked up the towel on the side, and then waved his hands, and the two servants hurried out.

Throwing the towel on the table casually, the old man's sharp gaze made the young man who had just spoken feel like a pain in the back, and the old man took another sip of green tea:

"What big things can you do if you do things with careless hands? Learn more from your brother, or go to Malaysia to see palm plantations!"

Gulu, hearing his father's reprimand, Yang Tiancheng quickly explained: "Father, am I worried about that kid's bad things?"

The old man slammed the teacup on the table, his eyes were like a tiger descending the mountain: "Hmph, I don't even know if I was used as a gun. You go to Malaysia for me, and don't come back without my consent."

"Ah..." Yang Tiancheng turned pale with shock.

Just about to continue explaining, but seeing his father's increasingly hostile expression, he could only run out like a shit.

Soon.

Another young man appeared in front of the old man.

"Father, elder brother is also kind."

"Don't talk about it, his IQ will be sold out sooner or later, and he will count the money for others." The old man said with a cold snort.

The young man is Yang Tianci, the second son of the old man, who is also the president of Xinnanyang Company, while the old man is Yang Haibo, one of the founders of Xinxin Group, and currently serves as the vice president of Xinxin Group.

Yang Tianci did not continue the topic just now, but brought up another matter: "Father, that stubborn bull disagrees with our acquisition of Xinxin's supermarket business, which is a bit difficult."

"Tianci, you are still too young." Yang Haibo said calmly.

"Huh?" Yang Tianci hesitated: "Father, I talked to that old guy, and he didn't care about money or shares."

Yang Haibo shook his head: "Why did you find him? His son's small company is the partner. To deal with people who don't want to get in, you have to be strategic and know how to go around, understand?"

After listening, Yang Tianci suddenly realized: "Father is father, I am still too young."

Yang Haibo continued to mention: "Don't go alone, let the people from those families go together, and we have agreed to advance and retreat together, and we must carry it out to the end."

"Yes, I see, Father."

"As for that kid's affairs, don't meddle in it. Our family can't do dirty work. They eat more than us. Even if that kid wants revenge, he should go to them first."

Yang Tianci nodded.

On the other side, Du Shuping, Wu Heguang, Su Ruoyu and others in Pengcheng were also undercurrents.

The strife within the Xinxin Group, as well as the pressure from the outside, made many people feel overwhelmed.

As for Li Qingye, who was crossing the ocean, no one took him seriously. After all, even Pengcheng didn't dare to return, and he fled like a bereaved dog, which made people despise him even more.

And seeing that Li Qingye was so sensible, these guys didn't want to make things too ugly at this critical moment.

Now they are busy dividing the flesh and blood of the Xinxin Group and dealing with various forces, so they have no intention of moving Li Qingye for the time being.

……

on the plane.

Li Qingye had already turned off his extra senses, and then began to rest, even making an obvious snoring sound.

Of course, he only entered dormancy with the main personality, and at this time the other sub-personality was still vigilant.

This sub-personality was actually derived from the fact that he was forced to integrate into the memories of his ancestors in order to deal with the side effects.

For example, the sub-personality that is on alert at this time is [Blood Blade], which is a sub-personality derived from his grandfather's memory as the core.

Blood Blade's personality is more inclined towards fighting, while Li Qingye's own personality is more inclined towards scientific research.

In fact, the ancestors in the memory of the ancestors are just a huge treasure for Li Qingye, because the memories of the ancestors make up for his lack of other things.

For example, father's business experience, mother's management experience, grandpa's fighting skills, grandma's knowledge of metallurgy...

And as a person who can pass on the genes, his ancestors must have been rich, and his ancestors were a branch of the Li family in Longxi.

According to the memory fragments passed down by genes.

The ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty followed King Wu of Zhou to crusade against Shang Tang; the ancestors of the Spring and Autumn Period served as Shangqing in the Jin State; the ancestors of the Warring States garrisoned Hedong for the King of Wei;

The ancestors of the Western Han Dynasty rode horses in Saibei; the ancestors of the Three Kingdoms survived in Hanzhong; the ancestors of the Southern and Northern Dynasties and the Xianbei people loved and killed each other;

The ancestors of the Tang Dynasty became one of the aristocratic families; the ancestors of the Song Dynasty moved to the vicinity of Dongting Lake; the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty were keen on the imperial examination...

The professions of these ancestors are all kinds of strange. Maybe modern people have more knowledge than these ancient ancestors, but it doesn't mean that modern people can beat ancient people.

For example, in terms of strategy, intrigue and conduct, it is difficult for ordinary modern people to compete with the Confucian elites who came out of the ancient imperial examinations.

As for why Li Qingye's ancestors are so awesome, this is actually a dead end in many people's minds.

Because the modern people in East Asia, everyone's ancestors are rich.

We must know that after thousands of years, in the past dynasties, the people who are the easiest to survive are either aristocratic families, royal nobles, or landlords and rich people.

You said your ancestors were always poor peasants?Who are you kidding!

Do you know what it means to be poor for three generations?That is, when the three generations are all poor, there is a high probability that there will be no successors, and they will all be no successors. Where will the genes be passed down?

In ancient times, the poor peasants couldn't even marry a wife. When they encountered natural and man-made disasters, a large number of them died. This seems to be someone who can pass on their genes?

Looking at the number of surnames in domestic statistics, where did so many Li Liu Zhao Wang come from?The royal surnames of the three feudal dynasties, and the Wang family is one of the aristocratic families.

Anyone who can pass on their genes must not be much different from their ancestors. If they are ordinary people in modern times, they may have fallen in the family.

That's why Li Qingye has rich ancestral memories.

Chapter 8 Golden Cicada

America, San Francisco International Airport.

As soon as the plane landed.

Lin Yulong, who was in charge of arranging the itinerary before, took them to the hotel they had booked for a three-day rest to beat the jet lag.

As for their destination, it wasn't San Francisco.

This time, the academic exchange partner of the tutor Tie Dongqing is an old friend of his, Dr. Zhang Feng from MIT.

This person has very high attainments in CRISPR-Cas9 gene recombination technology, and is also the first batch of researchers who applied CRISPR-Cas9 technology to human and animal genes.

Li Qingye's research on CRISPR-Cas9 technology also draws on many papers and ideas of Dr. Zhang Feng.

Since MIT is in Boston on the east coast of America, and San Francisco is on the west coast of America, they still need to transfer to Boston here.

In the hotel room.

Li Qingye was alone in the room. As soon as he entered the room, he opened the suitcase and took out three miniature bugs.

He took out his mobile phone again, turned it to silent mode, and checked the time on his watch. It was 13:[-] noon in North America.

After a while, the hotel delivered a lunch, and he handed the waiter a piece of paper with a tip of one hundred dollars.

［I have a sore throat, it is inconvenient to talk, and I have jet lag and rest at night, so I don’t need to deliver dinner, thank you. ]

The blond waiter smiled and stuffed the tip into the dimensional pocket on his chest: "OK, I'm glad to serve you, I wish you a happy lunch."

Li Qingye waved his hand, and the blond waiter closed the door casually.

After quickly finishing the milk and bacon sandwich, he knew that Jin Mao and Squinting Eyes were in the downstairs room, while Tian Nanxing was in the next room.

Close the curtains, take a shower and change clothes, and then leave a letter to the tutor, and about 10 minutes later.

Putting the suitcase aside, took out a small tape recorder, pressed the play switch, and the snoring sound rang out in the room.

Standing in front of the door, the super senses are turned on.

Six minutes later, he gently opened the door and closed it again, then quietly walked into the fire stairs and left directly from the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

In the shade at the entrance of the hotel.

Just hail a taxi.

"Where is the guy going?"

"Nearest Swiss bank branch."

"OK." The driver saw that Li Qingye didn't really want to communicate, and didn't want to ask questions, so he just stepped on the gas.

California Avenue.

Swiss bank branch.

After paying the fare and giving a tip of 10 knives, Li Qingye entered the UBS branch with only his ID card and bank card.

"Sir, may I help you?" A short-haired saleswoman in uniform came forward with a smile.

"I want to handle the withdrawal business, a large amount."

Hearing the word "big amount", the salesman's smile became even sweeter: "This way please, sir."

In the VIP room, besides the short-haired saleswoman, there is also a middle-aged fat man with a Mediterranean hairstyle.

The fat man smiled and asked, "Sir, please enter the card number."

[601277-6]

"please enter account."

［CH04—0015—5713—7706—7410S］

"Oh..." Fatty's eyes lit up, and then his smile became brighter: "Please enter the password."

[387＊＊＊＊371]

[The password is correct. ]

"Sir, your account balance is a total of 1 U.S. dollars, how much do you want to withdraw?" the fat man continued.

Li Qingye was very calm: "Get me a bank card that can be used internationally, and transfer 1000 million US dollars to this card."

"OK." The fat man immediately ordered the saleswoman to apply for an anonymous UBS bank card for Li Qingye.

Li Qingye, who was drinking afternoon tea, got the freshly baked bank card, and the fat man asked courteously again: "Sir, is there anything else you can do with Swiss Bank?"

"How does the immigration business work?"

The fat man said very skillfully: "Immigration? No problem, but I don't recommend America. Places like Maple Leaf, New Zealand, and Northern Europe are more suitable."

"Then let's go to Finland! Can you get it as soon as possible?"

"I'll arrange a VIP channel for you for one month."

Li Qingye continued casually: "Well, I want to go to South Africa today, but I don't want to take an ordinary flight, and I need to keep it secret. Money is not an issue."

"Please leave it to our company. I will arrange a private jet for you. It will take off within two hours. No one will know your whereabouts. Satisfying the guests is the purpose of our company."

As expected of capitalism, money can turn ghosts around.

Of course, the so-called absolute secrecy, just listen to it.

Maybe the general forces have no way to pry UBS's mouth open, but big hooligans like America, what do you know, UBS can't refuse at all, unless they don't want to mess around.

But Li Qingye also understands that at least Du Shuping's hand cannot reach North America and Europe.

sunset.

San Francisco's international airport quickly plugged in a special new flight, a private Gulfstream jet that landed and took off silently.

On the other side of the hotel, Golden Retriever and Squinted Eyes were still listening to the continuous snoring. Although the two were monitoring in shifts, this simple snoring still made their ears very uncomfortable.

Noon the next day.

The waiter's knock on the door, as well as the suspicious voice, made the golden retriever in charge of monitoring feel bad: "Something happened, hurry up and let that boy Tian Nanxing go and see."

Squinting quickly sent a text message to Tian Nanxing.

As for Tian Nanxing, who was in a daze, when he heard the notification tone of the mobile phone, he suddenly woke up a little bit.

Regardless of changing clothes, he ran out of the room in his pajamas.

The door of Li Qingye's room next door was wide open, and the waitress was holding a walkie-talkie, reporting the situation to the hotel manager.

"May I ask what's the matter?"

Seeing Tian Nanxing's Asian face, the waitress asked, "Sir, are the guests in this room your companions?"