Even the medical group has no way to resist the huge temptation given by He-El.
Those who control the medical field are some old antiques. They are powerful in the medical field, but they have been disintegrated by He-El Yi-Yi long ago.
Disrupting them is not complicated, He-El just sends an incomplete telomere extension data and deciphered data of their company's various products.
Let them think for themselves whether they want to cooperate with themselves, or reject immortality, and then have He-El open a medical group directly opposite them, and compete in price competition with low-priced and more effective drugs, or accept He-El's cooperation and have immortality.
Since they found in the experiment that the telomere extension and longevity data sent to them by He-El was real, they have gone crazy and have no way to resist this sugar-coated bullet.
No old guy with money and power can resist the temptation to live forever and return to youth. What's more, He-El does not deprive them of their benefits, but combines them into a huge medical system.
It seems that they have become He-El's subordinates, but they just want to squeeze He-El's wool. The subsequent "civil war" politics of the group, they believe, is the time to really squeeze out He-El's research.
They do not lack confidence.
As for He-El, I don't care about them anymore.
Evening.
New York's night is brightly lit and colorful.
The top floor of Hilton Hotel was temporarily reserved, and there were always New York's old antiques. The old guy was considered a powerful guy in the whole world. Yi-Yi came to say hello to He-El. His attitude was very good and gentle. At the banquet, there were people drinking and drinking, and the music was comfortable. Inadvertently, a few words were enough to cause shock in all walks of life.
The competing parties were as close as comrades-in-arms at this moment. Everyone showed a satisfied smile and surrounded He-El.
Of course, if it weren't for the incomplete telomere extension longevity, huge money, and the emerging New Clean Energy, which brought benefits to many people, no one would be able to let them appear at this banquet together.
It is no exaggeration to say that if all the people here died, the economic earthquake and losses caused by the entire New York would be enough to start an economic crisis like a financial crisis, and no one could survive it.
As the night wore on, many old men in the medical field were settled, politicians from various parties, and financial banks from all walks of life who cooperated with them stabilized their hearts and painted a pie for them with a better future.
Everyone has full confidence and future in the pie painted by He-El, not because He-El looks good and sounds good, but because He-El will always let them experience it first, and then they will have no way to refuse, and they can't wait to stick to He-El for a win-win situation.
Even if someone with ulterior motives wants to steal it, from He-El's point of view, it is just like a child playing house, and there is no need to worry about it at all.
After calming them down, He-El left the banquet directly.
Taking the bodyguard and secretary with him, he took the elevator to the underground parking lot and got into the large, black, solemn off-road vehicle again. Seventeen vehicles began to drive out of the basement.
"Find me an agent. My time is precious. This is the first time I have attended such a meaningless banquet, and I hope it will be the last time." He-El said with an expressionless face, pressing the bridge of his nose with his finger, leaning his head on the back of the leather chair, and closing his eyes.
Their Desire of immortality, beauty, power, and money, to He-El, are like the joy of ants when they see sucrose and want to carry the sucrose back to their base.
Not worth mentioning!
He-El There are hundreds of ways to make them crazy, but he just chose the simplest and fastest one. After completing this stable foundation, it was enough, and he did not want to participate in such a meaningless banquet again.
Rather than attending such a banquet, it would be better to study your own armor.
He has never forgotten that in this world, he must first save his own life, and then solve the curse of Omega Effect.
"An agency team of more than a hundred people has been prepared for you. As your agents, they will convey and manage the huge cooperation group matters for you."
Natasha is sitting next to He-El, holding a tablet in his hand and moving it very professionally, handling Super Technology Group's affairs for He-El.
He-El said "hmm" and ignored it, leaning on the back of the seat with his eyes closed.
For a moment, the car became quiet, with only the colorful neon lights outside the car window shining on the faces of He-El and Natasha.
'Beep beep----'
Suddenly, the communicator of the mercenary captain sitting in the front passenger seat rang.
After a while, the mercenary captain, who had received the message in the headset, turned to look at the back seat with a solemn expression, glanced at Natasha, and then at He-El.
"Arno, tell me, what's the matter?" He-El opened his eyelids and looked at Arno with his deep eyes.
Arno was selected from many mercenaries by He-El and became the elite responsible for protecting He-El and communicating with the mercenary group. He has excellent professional quality.
He was once the captain of Delta Force and participated in more than 20 dangerous anti-terrorism wars. He had keen battlefield experience and acumen. Later, because the salary of the captain of Delta Force was too low, he took the initiative to beat the Shangguan, beat the Shangguan continuously, and was dismissed from the team. Blackbird Mercenary Company was hired as a battlefield consultant.
Soon after, He-El acquired Blackbird Mercenary Company and became his boss. He received another salary increase and was very satisfied.
As for whether Loyalty is Loyalty, let's talk about it separately. He-El gave enough money.
Natasha continued to deal with the affairs as if nothing was wrong, his eyes kept scanning the tablet screen, scrolling and scrolling, handling the huge affairs of Super Technology Group.
"Our people bought the goods at a premium and spent 7 billion U. S. dollars. Sorry, BOSS, our bargaining skills are too poor." Arno glanced at Natasha with a sullen face, and then looked back at He-El when he saw she had no reaction.
"It doesn't matter, money is meaningless to me, as long as the things arrive." He-El said.
In this world, for He-El, it is really easy to solve what can be bought with money.
He doesn't mean that he is particularly rich, but the things that can be solved with money are really simple.
Making a way with money is the simplest way for rich people.
On the contrary, things that do not require money to solve are what make He-El feel troublesome.
I heard that it cost 7 billion US dollars to purchase goods. What goods are so expensive?
Natasha raised his ears as if he didn't care, multitasking, his eyes quickly scanning the tablet, handling affairs, and eavesdropping openly.
"BOSS, the goods were robbed." Arno was silent for a moment, and briefly told the specific story, "Our people were unable to enter United States in large numbers. A team of five people was ambushed when passing Manhattan, and the goods were lost."
To put it simply, local gangsters are not polite and ambush passing mercenaries.