Start from the old nine gates

Chapter 43 Hooked 2
Evan said tentatively.
"Where is Mr. Evan, if there is one, I would certainly like it. But the key is that the sample is just a gift from one of my subordinates, and it is said to have a miraculous effect."

"But how dare I eat something of unknown origin, so I want your company to test it." Mortimer looked afraid to eat, "By the way, half a month has passed, how can I send it to you?" Has the tested sample not been tested yet?"

Mortimer casually asked, but Evan looked embarrassed. Most of the sample had been consumed after more than half a month of research.

If it weren't for this, Evan would have thought of taking this sample and giving it to the old man first.

Where will I meet you here.

In the following time, whenever Evan wanted to explore the sample sent for inspection, Mortimer talked about him and changed the subject.

Even though Evan gritted his teeth angrily, there was nothing he could do.

It is one's own need for others, which is already a big disadvantage, and it cannot be changed with a few words.

At this time, Evan didn't know that the other party definitely knew the function of this thing.

Suddenly Evan sighed, bowed his head and said, "Mr. Mortimer, we two should stop going around in circles. Tell the truth, what can I do for you to give me another copy of the things you sent for inspection before."

It's a showdown, and Evan doesn't go around the corner anymore, and directly states his purpose, although this also means that he has lost the initiative
"Mr. Evan, you are talking about Shiquandan, right?"

Seeing that Evan couldn't bear it, Mortimer straightened his body, his expression slightly restrained, and he became serious.

"Shiquandan?" Hearing this strange name, Evan, who had little contact with oriental culture, couldn't understand it.

"This is a kind of elixir from the east. Similar to our legendary holy water, the elixir also has the color of mysterious power in that country."

This is also the information about some eastern medicines that Mortimer took some time to learn.

"It signifies omnipotence."

Evan just wanted to refute, but when he thought of the effect of the Shiquan Dan that can cure almost all diseases and prolong life, he couldn't open his mouth again.

"Mr. Evan, I think you already know its function, so you should know how precious it is." Mortimer leaned back on the seat, lit a cigar, and breathed lightly.

Evan just nodded and said nothing.

The situation is reversed. At this time, I have something to ask for, and the initiative has completely fallen into the hands of the other party.

Seeing the other party like this, Mortimer no longer concealed it, "Mr. Evan, if you want Shiquan Dan, you can exchange it with your Ed Biology Research Institute."

"What did you say?" Evan stood up suddenly and shouted, showing a look of shock on his face, "You want the Ed Institute of Biology."

"Do you know how much the Ed Institute of Biology is worth?"

"Do you think it's possible to exchange a so-called Shiquandan for the Aide Institute of Biology, which is worth millions of dollars?" Evan sneered.

"Why, don't you think it's impossible?" Mortimer replied calmly with his expression unchanged.

Just about to refute, but seemed to remember the old man's order, Evan suddenly slumped on the chair like a deflated balloon.

The eyes suddenly lost their color and became dull.

After making this deal, as soon as the general meeting of shareholders is held, someone will find something to do, and the manager will lose his job at that time; if he can't complete the order of that person, thinking of the fate of those who can't complete the task, Evan's body trembles subconsciously trembling.

At this time, Evan showed a wry smile. It turned out that he played for a long time just to make himself a scapegoat, but he still had to.

"Okay, I agree." Evan plucked up the last courage and said with a lonely expression.

Seeing the successful completion of the transaction, Mortimer couldn't help showing a sincere smile at the thought of getting 300 points.

"Mr. Evan, then hurry up and go through the formalities tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Mortimer was about to stand up, and when he was about to leave, he seemed to hear something, he couldn't help but pause, turned around, and said to the somewhat distraught Evan:
"Mr. Evan, if you don't find a job after you resign, you can go to the Ed Research Institute. There is a gentleman there who can give you a new job." After finishing speaking, Mortimer walked out.

These words caused ripples in Evan's originally calm heart.
Sir, Ed Research Institute, recalling Mortimer's strange tone just now, could it be that there are other people standing behind Mortimer's backstage.

"Shiquandan."

Evan suddenly whispered this somewhat oriental name, and some inexplicable guesses suddenly appeared in his heart, if this is the case.

This may not only be a disaster for me, but also a new opportunity.

Midnight,

A car slowly drove into a villa on Sunset Boulevard.

After tidying up everything in the laboratory, Manhattan got out of the car with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, as if he wanted to surprise his girlfriend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

With a click, the door opened.

Manhattan tiptoed in and came to the bedroom on the second floor.

It was a little strange that the bedroom door was not closed tightly, and Manhattan didn't pay too much attention to it. When he came to the door, he saw the dim and yellowish half-closed door.

Like a bolt from the blue, Manhattan's hand on the doorknob stopped abruptly and came to a standstill.

Unbelievable, Manhattan couldn't imagine why this happened, let alone why it happened to him.

Only the faint moonlight slanted down through the window, reflecting a corner of the beautiful face of the half-kneeling figure below.

Dr. Manhattan, as if pouring a head of cold water on a hot summer day, only felt a coldness in his heart in an instant.

At that moment, Manhattan couldn't even restrain his desire to rush in with a knife, rushing in and personally questioning Selena Gomez why.

Manhattan doesn't get it, doesn't Selena Gomez feel sick?
As the chief researcher of the era of Austria, there is a great possibility of obtaining shares in the company. Although it may not be much, it is enough to become a high-ranking person.

Questioning, or rushing in with a knife, but in the end they were overwhelmed by the only reason in their hearts. Manhattan knew that entering at this time was nothing more than a big fight.

The ending will not change in any way.

Lost in despair, she fell down by the white wall.

After an unknown period of time, the voices in the room gradually fell silent.

I don't know how long this night was. After the Manhattan consciousness returned, the morning sun had once again spread wantonly.

It's dawn.

Manhattan rubbed his tingling legs, then stood up, pushed open the door, and looked calmly at a fat man on the bed whose eyes were almost completely covered by the bulging fat on his face.

I know this person in Manhattan. I met this person once when I went to their company party with my girlfriend Selena Gomez. Bob, I heard that he is a producer of a small company.

Another glance at Selena Gomez, whose blond hair was draped over a pile of fat, was enough for Manhattan to completely calm down this night.

Ha ha
Manhattan sneered, turned and left expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)