MMB Chapter 362 Surgery
Chapter 362 Surgery
dinner.
Ji Xin had no appetite.
I raised my glass of red wine and clinked it with He Qingche's.
"I have another channel here, I wonder if Ms. He would find it useful?"
"Oh? May I speak, Prince of Southern Province?"
"I own the world's largest sex toy company overseas, with the world's largest number of male users. You know how male users are, they're all resources. If we give them a channel to voluntarily donate their organs, and the company provides them with a free, lifelong intelligent robotic companion, I think it would be easy to reach a cooperation agreement, especially with the sex toy industry."
He Qingche's eyes lit up instantly.
"Wang from Nan Province, you've opened up new avenues for me. A small portion of our customer market is in Europe and America, but the majority is in China. However, organ supply has always been a problem. If we could get a supplement from Xiao Rizi, that would solve our biggest headache."
"It was just an idea of mine, but since Miss He said so, does that mean it's feasible?"
"It's very feasible. I will report this to my father. The position of the King of Southern Province on our cooperation list can be further improved."
I already understood in my heart what kind of business model the Ho family operated under.
They use organ transplantation as their lifeline, holding the lives of their clients in their own hands, and then exchanging resources and power.
This is the real underground world of the 21st century.
"Could you tell me about the Yuan family's business?"
He Qingche frowned: "We have a cooperative relationship, and the Yuan family is ranked very high on the client list."
"Miss He, I believe that with my strength and future prospects, it is only a matter of time before I surpass the Yuan family. In the future, the He family and I should help each other achieve success."
He Qingche nodded.
"The Yuan family is a global medical oligarch, so they have always had abundant resources. However, what they pursue in their research is gene therapy, and growth hormone is their exclusive product."
Growth hormone is a chemical product extracted from the bodies of minors.
The effects are the same as Zheng Wei's traditional Chinese medicine preparations.
Song Xin controls two multinational corporations, no wonder she could resist the temptation of traditional Chinese medicine, it turns out there are already alternatives.
Hold the grass!
Didn't Yuan Beichen already know that the traditional Chinese medicine health supplements were my products back then?
He actually pretended to be ignorant and came to me asking me to help him inquire about traditional Chinese medicine health remedies?
I want Yuan Beichen to look completely idle every time we meet.
Typical behavior of a spoiled rich kid.
My hands were sweating from gripping them so tightly.
"This guy is messing with me; his behavior has been intentional the whole time!"
After dinner.
hotel room.
I called Xiaomai immediately.
"Monitor Zhang Wei. He may have already made contact with external forces and may even be preparing to leave. Prevent him from leaking the formula!"
Considering that every time I visited the Institute of Chinese Materia Medica and met him, his attitude became increasingly arrogant, it shows that he has gained new confidence!
I thought it was because he had developed a health-preserving medicine!
Little did I know, it was because they had a new owner!
It seems that Yuan Beichen must have secretly contacted Zheng Wei!
He then took out his phone and called Xiaomai: "Also keep an eye on Sun Xiaowei and her daughter. Don't arouse suspicion. We'll talk about it when I get back."
After I finish the call.
Ji Xin sat down next to me and said, somewhat frightened, "Honey, it's terrifying! They're practically eating people."
They take organs from living people and stuff them into their own bodies.
This is tantamount to cannibalism.
In this way, Yuan Beichen's purpose should be very clear.
He tricked me into giving him the formula for a traditional Chinese medicine health supplement to replace his growth hormone.
After all, who would risk harming minors if a problem could be solved with traditional Chinese medicine?
I just don't know how much weight the Yuan family carries over the He family.
Perhaps, after leaving Hong Kong this time, I can meet with Yuan Beichen and have an open and honest discussion. I can offer organ resources and cooperate closely with the Yuan family to kick the He family out of the picture. This way, they can also fight each other.
the next day.
The patient who received the heart transplant is now awake.
He Qingche came to pick me up early in the morning, and we went to the ward together.
"Hello there."
"Is it you?"
"What a coincidence?"
See, that's the advantage of meeting someone on a plane once; with this element of fate, we can quickly hit it off.
I guessed right, this person is a member of the Liu family, and he is Liu Zhaosheng's uncle.
He Qingche, accompanied by an accountant and carrying a contract, walked directly to the bedside.
"Mr. Liu, there is a sum of money in Hunan Province that needs to be processed through your mine."
"How much?"
"6 million."
"There are too many. If the investigation reaches me, it can't be covered up. Even my family can't protect me."
"We are just informing you; we are not responsible for how to resolve this issue. The time limit is three months. This is the finance team that is in charge of liaising with you. They will return to the mainland with you next month."
He Qingche's words in front of men were quite disrespectful.
Leave the ward.
"When you cooperate with others, it boils down to two things: money laundering and power laundering."
"We seek wealth, while you, Wang of Nan Province, seek power. You already know about Long Ping'an's matter, so next, I will take you to meet my father, and you two will have a good talk about the follow-up cooperation."
"no problem."
In the car, Ji Xin and I nodded in perfect unison.
Her family's security company employees in Africa arrived in Hong Kong yesterday.
This serves as our livelihood guarantee in Hong Kong.
These people don't treat human life as human, so I must take good care of my own safety.
A tall building somewhere.
Top floor.
I used to not understand why the wealthy liked to live on the top floor; this person seems to enjoy the feeling of being high up.
Later I realized it was for the convenience of private helicopters taking off and landing, so that people could go directly to the office after getting off the plane.
I stroked my chin and said, "Should I buy a private helicopter? The Maybach is a bit too much for my status as the King of Southern Province."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xin rolled her eyes at me, but nodded in agreement: "You are the King of Southern Province now, and you will be the King of Four Provinces in the future. You will need a private helicopter to travel between the four provinces, which will be more convenient."
I immediately slapped my thigh and said, "Buy it! I'll buy it when I go back to the mainland this time."
Then, to my envious gaze, a bright red private helicopter landed on the helipad in front of me.
He walked out with his clear-eyed father.
He was just like any other man, not particularly imposing. When he saw me, he just smiled and gave me a simple handshake.
office.
He Qingche's father, He Honghao, leisurely smoked a cigar as I described my grand plan.
Until I finished speaking.
"Very good, and very insightful, but you've overlooked one thing."
"Has Mr. He not yet asked for your guidance?"
"That's about capability. If you want to discuss cooperation with me on an equal footing, you have to demonstrate your capabilities. But with over a dozen hospitals, it's still uncertain how many organs they can provide each month. And then there's the uncertain future of voluntary organ donation programs. To be honest, I'm not optimistic."
I looked at He Qingche.
He Qingche also looked anxious, which was different from what his father had said on the phone.
I gestured to Ji Xin and stood up to leave.
"Miss He, if this is the attitude of the He family, then there is no need to talk today."
"Stop! Did I say you could leave?"