after a while.

Jim Spacey was still sleeping and was awakened by a slight shaking. When he opened his eyes, he saw an Asian young man pushing his shoulders and shouting "Mr. Jim".

The next moment, the Asian young man Can smiled and said, "Mr. Jim, you finally woke up? That, maybe you are tired from traveling and need rest, but I suggest now, are you going to find a place to change your clothes?"

Jim Spacey said blankly, "I'm asleep?"

Am I scared to death?

When I was waiting for Mr. Zhao to meet him in the rest area, someone sent all kinds of delicacies, but the ones who ate together were all ghosts, blood-sucking zombies, and monsters with completely rotten faces...

When Jim looked around in a hurry, he saw that in the rest area where the environment was still similar, some people were sitting together in groups of three or three, drinking coffee or tea and chatting.

Some people sit alone, smoking cigars or cigarettes.

Some people are also looking at some documents or organizing personal things.

These people were men, women, Asians and whites, and were scattered and filled with spacious lounge areas. When Jim looked over, many people would cast wonderful sights at him.

"Who is this white man? Isn't it so funny? Come and visit Mr. Zhao, forget it if you fall asleep in the rest area, what the hell is he wet your pants?"

"Puff~ Stop talking, I'm almost laughing so hard that my stomach hurts. I look about forty, is it because of my severe kidney deficiency?

"I'm wearing it well, it's really brave to wet my pants."

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Who occasionally whispers in English when those who look here? Jim Spacey suddenly lowered his head and found that the crotch was wet and there was an unpleasant smell??

Jim was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Wang Defake, what happened? Could it be that the various ghosts, ghosts and monsters he saw before were all hallucinations or nightmares?

If he had fallen asleep and had a nightmare just now, then... it would be super embarrassing.

Immediately afterwards, Jim got up quickly, thanked the Asian young man who woke him up, and ran out with his pants. He went outside the building and looked at the sunny streets of the metropolis, with traffic and crowds on the streets of the crowds?

Jim was even more ashamed.

"Damn, are you really having a nightmare? This..."

No matter how shameless he was, Jim still looked around and ran quickly to a street-facing clothing store across the road.

A certain "nightmare" was a bit too realistic and realistic for him, but now, he couldn't prove that it was not a dream, he could only be suspicious.

Not to mention in my heart, is a person willing to really see all kinds of evil spirits? Or is he willing to believe that it is just a dream?

He instinctively didn't want to and couldn't believe that he was really having dinner with a group of evil ghosts and demons.

More than half an hour later.

When Jim Spacey changed into a new outfit and re-entered the rest area on the first floor of Kyushu Building, he was still embarrassed, embarrassed and collapsed. He glanced at the many people waiting in the rest area.

Jim was a little dazed. It had been more than half an hour. Those who had witnessed his pants wet in his nightmare should have gone almost the same, right?

The people here should have changed a lot, right? If they didn't change, he would be too uneasy.

Unfortunately, after a few glances, he also found that he was a little blind to many Asian faces, and he was not clear about whether he had changed or not. Those white people... He didn't pay much attention to it when he woke up before.

Sitting in a chair again, watching the service staff deliver coffee, Jim felt relieved. Yes, he remembered that after he was taken to the rest area in his nightmare, no one gave him tea or coffee at all...

In this lounge area, any newcomer will ask for something to drink, eat, pastries, snacks such as nuts and nuts at any time.

That dream was so clear and realistic, scary.

Fortunately it's just a dream.

It was a dream just now. So when he was halfway through sleep last night, someone suddenly broke into the bedroom and touched his head, was it also a dream? The jet lag was not adjusted properly, so I continued the nightmare?

A moment later, Jim Spacey was notified that he could go to the top office to see Mr. Zhao. He hurriedly got up and walked towards the elevator as if humble.

When Jim arrived at the big office, he was a little confused when he saw Zhao Xueyan at first. He was so young. This 10 billion tycoon in Hong Kong and the media giant was a bit too young.

After an accident, Jim quickly expressed his purpose, "Mr. Zhao, I came on behalf of the Amei Family Spike Pharmaceutical Group. I found that there is a genius named Stephen Zhou in Hong Kong who incorporates Chinese herbal formula into his diet and can significantly relieve symptoms or cure a variety of stomach diseases, including gastric ulcers."

"For all mankind and for the stomach patients on the earth, our Spike Group is very interested in cooperating with Stephen Zhou and Mr. Zhao, you."

Zhao Xueyan nodded with a smile, "Cooperation? It's not impossible. How do you plan to cooperate?"

He has always been very interested in Zhou Zai's food and is even more interested in the extra effects of those foods. However, until now, he has confirmed one thing: only Zhou Zai personally participates in the preparation or prepares the foods he has special extra effects.

I won’t talk about the future bolus pills, which has not appeared yet, and has not been studied... Even if it is researched, it can cure anorexia. Among them, there is a double-knife turkey suspected to be the clone of Guanyin, which is the main force.

The story of the God of Food was not told whether the thing could still be treated with anorexia after the assembly line was made.

Only talking about the current miscellaneous noodles, Tang Niu did it in the way Stephen Zhou, but it had no effect in treating stomach problems.

Therefore, only Zhou Zai does it alone and has limited value.

He faces stomach patients all over the world alone, which is just a drop in the bucket.

If there are pharmaceutical giants, or multinational giants specializing in gastric ulcers, they want to cooperate...Serious and mutually beneficial cooperation, Zhao Xueyan really does not reject it.

For example, he went to Stephen Zhou, who invested in the construction of a laboratory in Hong Kong Island, invested a certain amount of research funds, researchers, etc. Even if the money was not enough, Zhao Xueyan could invest, and wait until he really developed a fast food for stomach disease treatment that could be produced on an industrial assembly line?

Both parties can share the profits of this result by sharing 55.

This is also the reason why his secretariat received an application from Jim Spacey yesterday and met him this morning.

Of course, Zhao Xueyan knew that Spike Group might not be so kind, and if you want to get along with each other, you will benefit from it... But isn't this a formal discussion yet? Let's talk about it first.

Jim Spacey tentatively said, "Mr. Zhao, don't you know that the Chinese herbal formula used in Stephen Zhou's miscellaneous noodles has been applied for an international patent?"

Dr. Zhao shook his head.

Zhou Zai’s mixed noodles really don’t have a Chinese medicine formula. How can I apply for a patent for a chicken?

A hint of surprise flashed in Jim's eyes, "If there is no patent, is it a commercial confidentiality form like a Coca-Cola formula?"

"We intend to set up a brand new research room for Stephen Zhou in Philadelphia, invest a lot of R&D funds and related scientific researchers to help him move from manual production to industrial assembly line production. However, in this regard, Mr. Stephen and us need to return to Philadelphia with us to cooperate in development."

"Of course, Mr. Zhao is also our partner, as Mr. Stephen's boss, and I can make the decision. If research results are produced in the future, I will give Mr. Zhao a 20% dividend."

Zhao Xueyan's expression did not change and took a sip of tea, "Why not set up this laboratory in Hong Kong Island? If construction starts on Hong Kong Island, I can not only invest with you, but also invite professors from the Medical College of Hong Kong University, as well as famous universities such as China Medical Sciences in Mainland China, Huayan and other famous universities to develop together."

I really want to open the laboratory in Philadelphia and send Zhou Zai to Philadelphia... This is why Spike Group wants to make a fortune.

Jim's expression remained unchanged and said seriously, "Mr. Zhao, in the field of medicine, Amei's family is the best in the world. Even if Stephen's food involves Chinese herbal medicine, how to industrialize Chinese herbal medicines and produce them in assembly line is also our Philadelphia has the most advanced..."

Zhao Xueyan waved his hand and interrupted Jim, "I don't want to hear these insincere words. My attitude is very clear. Spike Group wants to cooperate and develop, yes, but you must be sincere."

Jim was silent for dozens of seconds and said again, "Mr. Zhao, the one we want to cooperate with is Stephen Zhou. I know that you are a Hong Kong tycoon and a rich man, so I will come to talk to you first."

"Actually, we can also go beyond you and talk directly with Stephen Zhou. I have expressed my greatest sincerity when I come here today. Don't forget that we Spike is a multinational giant with a drug that sells a billion dollars a year."

Although he has experienced several nightmarish events from yesterday afternoon to now.

But if it's just a dream, there's nothing left.

He deliberately emphasized that Spike sold a billion knives every year.

The intention is very clear. I came to you instead of looking for Zhou Zai directly, which will give you a lot of face.

Zhao Xueyan was having fun listening, "Go past me and poach directly? Your idea is quite novel, but I think it's difficult for you to succeed."

"I still say the same thing, the laboratory and the laboratory are open in Hong Kong Island. I actually look forward to our cooperation and mutual benefit. Once successful, this will be good news for gastric patients around the world, not just a question of how much money they make."

Jim Spacey smiled, "Zhao, haven't tried it yet, how did you know Stephen Zhou would disagree?"

Zhao Xueyan didn't want to talk to him anymore, this guy was really indifferent.

At this moment, Shi Jie trotted, "Boss, the fight started downstairs."

Zhao Xueyan was stunned, "Who and who?"

Shi Jie laughed, "Harrison Griro, Mark Zhou, and Ito Masato, Take Ito and Take Ito."

Dr. Zhao was speechless when he heard this, "Let them come up."

After saying that, he said that to Jim Spacey, "You can leave, I don't want to see you again without enough sincerity."

Jim frowned and said, "Zhao, so what happened to our first negotiations broke down?"

Dr. Zhao waved his hand, "Think whatever you like."

Jim had a little more toughness, "Zhao, do you not understand the strength of our Spike Group, or you just lived in Hong Kong Island for a long time and knew too little about the outside world?"

Zhao Xueyan stopped talking and looked at Jim with a teacup, not knowing how to complain.

After tens of seconds of silence, he laughed and said, "I know the Spike family has a great career and is very good, but if you try to poach Stephen Zhou, may you still send someone to kidnap him and tie him to A Mei's house?"

Jim Spacey stopped talking, just laughed.

He really has that kind of idea.

He is willing to talk to Zhao Xueyan, which really gives this tycoon face.

Who made it happen that even Niu Buluo, the pharmaceutical group behind Elvin, did not do anything after discovering the value of Stephen Zhou, but revealed the news to them Spike...

After laughing for dozens of seconds, Jim said again, "In fact, business wars are not just simple and crude modes, but also many soft and bloodless fights will also bring great pressure to people. Zhao, you must not want to experience them yourself."

Dr. Zhao's face was plain, "What else do you want to say?"

Jim was sorting out his words when he heard a knock on the door.
To be continued...