The logic of Ronan's questions has completely broken away from the scope of the other world and entered a broader but more serious field.
The concept of "dirty people" is actually not complicated. The reason is that the concept itself is not a scientific definition. It is just a description of genetic contamination. To be precise, it is a description of the phenomenon of "human cell genomes suspected of being embedded with foreign genes."
This was not even a problem when the Third World War began with nuclear war, or during the most brutal years of the mutant invasion.
However, as we are about to enter the 22nd century and people's cognition gradually returns to normal, to put it bluntly, it is still shocking after all.
Especially when the target is particularly specific.
Wen Huilan also did not give a positive response for the first time: "We are not a scientific research department, and we are not responsible for specific distribution...
There should have been boos here, but the discussion was completely silent.
Only the look in Wen Huilan's direction was particularly different.
Ronan didn't care about Wen Huilan's verbal evasion, and seemed to still agree with this statement. He still devoted part of his energy to tinkering with exoskeleton armor, and the two things went hand in hand.
He even gave Wen Huilan a chance to breathe, and turned to ask Zhugan: "Brother Zhugan, I remember that the subject of genetic contamination caused by aberrations is also a hot topic in the academic world. The research results...are they acceptable?"
"Ah, you should ask Octopus about this. But as far as I know, the mainstream voices in the academic community are quite positive. Basically, they say that 'the door to allowing foreign genes to participate in the natural evolution of cell genomes has been completely closed after the Cambrian.'
A similar tone; some time ago, some biologists jointly criticized the malicious rendering of relevant academic research by the media as 'virus invasion,' read as genetic contamination."
"so……"
Zhugan glanced at Wen Huilan, who was as calm as before, and shrugged, "So, major cities around the world have strict control over the flow of distorted products without strict harmless treatment into the daily consumer goods circle... but there are limits. Well,
There are also cost issues and cultural issues to consider.”
Xie Junping was a little confused: "I understand the cost, but can it be related to culture?"
"Social culture. You always want those people who work hard in society to have the idea that 'you can get ahead by paying a certain price' - the vagrant's 'no money but life-saving' survival model, for
For many people, it is the most economical and affordable choice!
"You must know that many lower-class or civilian families use things from this source as 'strengthening powder' and 'smart drugs'. This is barely an affordable cost. Among the corresponding youth groups, it is not
Considered rare.
"Anyway, experts also say that the cell genome has a self-stabilizing system, and foreign genes will be rejected and purified. Even if there are some problems in one or two generations, compared with the possibility of a jump in social class authority, there are only two possibilities
'Or the latter is heavier."
Xie Junping opened his mouth to say more, but Zhugan shook his finger at him: "Isn't it inappropriate for a rich young man to ask the root of this kind of question?"
In a sense this is true.
Xie Junping decisively shut up.
However, it was after this round of topic changes that the "moral high ground" stance inspired by Ronan's continuous questions was clearly dispelled, which was somewhat confusing.
Papercut didn't dare to ask Ronan for the time being, so he quietly asked the bamboo pole sitting next to him: "What are you doing?"
"Tell the truth." Zhugan responded in a low voice, "Don't you see? Boss Luo just wants to hear the truth now...the complete truth."
Although it was a whisper, everyone in the room could actually hear it.
Ronan still didn't express his clear position. He was still asking questions, but the target changed again: "Sister Yingying, can you give me more details about the information about Lao Xiong's route?"
Zhang Yingying was a little distracted just now, and it took her a second to react: "Ah... what details?"
"I remember him saying that there have been changes in the supply structure of that line recently, so that even if the stinky puddle at the transfer point is about to be filled, they still have to seize every opportunity to increase the supply, and the replenishment is all
It’s an extract powder of some aberrant products.”
"Oh, that's what happened."
Zhang Yingying operated the projection work area, which displayed the sealed container that had been salvaged, as well as the image of the powder after being unpacked: "We have done inspections and found that they are all distorted product ingredients mixed in a certain proportion. Because the sources of raw materials are relatively complex and there are many
There are dozens of kinds, as well as impurities and so on, and the specific ingredients are still being analyzed.”
Xie Junping raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Huilan: "Isn't the ready-made answer right here?"
Ronan nodded, but still said to Zhang Yingying: "Don't worry about the ingredients. Let's explore them first to see where they are used? Who are the main customer groups? What is the sales potential? Ms. Wen said that she does not control the distribution channels.
This part of the information gap can only be filled by us first."
Zhang Yingying looked at Wen Huilan again, who was thoughtful.
Of course, Ronan did not let Wen Huilan off so easily: "Ms. Wen, as Brother Ping said, you are the supplier, so I want the specific ingredients, production methods and cost analysis of these extract powders...
"In addition, although 'Hui Xing' does not control the channels, we are not interested in bypassing you anymore and dealing with those local dealers. So, I will give you some time. From now on, twenty-four... no, forty-eight
Hours, ask them to provide detailed and accurate data, and don’t miss out every transaction record. In addition, ask them to prepare a copy of the things I want from Sister Yingying. For details, you two will contact me.
"
Ronan said he wanted to ask for details, but no one expected him to be so detailed. It seems that he will do business along this route next...
Or uproot it.
Such a "task" obviously exceeded Wen Huilan's expectations. She was stunned for a moment and did not respond.
Except for Wen Huilan, people at the discussion exchanged glances with each other, and there was a trend in the friend group:
"This is an excuse to take advantage of the situation, and we want to throw off the blame of 'Huixing' in Xia City!"
"Obviously not only, but clearly forcing 'Huixing' to fall out with the dealer."
"The dealers' backlash will be serious, right? It's either against 'Hui Xing' or Boss Luo."
"Hehe, why do I want to?"
Ronan's method doesn't seem too surprising. Is he increasing the pressure and forcing suppliers and dealers to fight each other? The most important thing is whether he can forcefully hold down the lid when the oil in the pot is boiling.
Ability.
No one has any doubts about this.
On the contrary, the questions raised by Ronan were somewhat unclear.
Is this just randomly picking a highly sensitive area as a reason to exert pressure? Or are you really interested in these things?
"What's the point at this time? Why don't we just make it clear in the group?" Zhang Yingying, who had assumed the most important task, was obviously unhappy.
She believed that Ronan should have some knowledge and judgment about the seized contraband, otherwise he wouldn't bother so much. But this guy has become more and more mystical recently - could it be that he is really an occult research society?
Stayed too long?
Papercut has the most gentle nature and knows how to care about others. He finally took the opportunity and asked Zhang Yingying in the group: "You are not in the right state today. After the sisters named Wen came, you didn't talk much... There is something wrong with you."
?”
"Go! Didn't I say anything just now?"
Xie Junping followed up: "The problem is that you talk a lot less. Don't you always dislike such coquettish targets?"
"...How do you use the word 'sao'? Do you want to look it up in a dictionary?"
"???" Xie Junping suspected that he was on the wrong team.
Zhai Gong asked the most important question: "Do you know her?"
Zhang Yingying really doesn't want to discuss this issue now, but in the face of everyone's concern, she can only patiently leave a message: "I know her, but she doesn't know me... I find it strange that you don't know her."
Hum hum, I'm being too tactful!
At this time, Ronan was no longer willing to give Wen Huilan another chance to buffer. He stepped off the mobile assembly platform and threw back the arm armor that had never been fully adjusted:
"That's it for today. Ms. Wen came here all the way. It's been a hard journey, so you can go back and rest. Just remember to supervise the subordinates and prepare all the relevant information... I won't send it away."
Such an attitude made people at the scene increasingly believe that Ronan's previous questions were not just questions, but the most concrete disciplinary measures.
Wen Huilan probably thought so too. She stood up slowly without saying a word. She tidied her clothes a little, but overall she still maintained a calm attitude.
After another two seconds, she finally spoke: "I will try my best to give you an answer that satisfies you."
"It's not you." Ronan rarely picked up his words, "I'm talking to President Gao Wenfu's agent."
"..."
The scene was completely silent, and if you listened closely, you could still hear the slightest sound of cool air between the teeth.
This is naming extraordinary species.
Then the pot lid that Ronan wants to push down may not only cover Xia City, but may cover half of the East Asian continent... or even spread to an even more uncontrollable area!
For a moment, Wen Huilan didn't know how to respond, but Ronan laughed at this moment:
"If it were just for Ms. Wen herself, I would ask: Do you have many fans or admirers?"
"...There must have been."
Wen Huilan put her hands on her temples, adjusted her mentality, and smiled again: "I would like to ask, Professor Luo, how did you see it?"
"Use your eyes." Luo Nanxu pointed to his own eyes, and his smile was as gentle and polite as before, "It can be seen at a glance that Ms. Wen is a very charming person."
Wen Huilan was silent for another second, the smile lines on her lips were still deep, but she looked a little more self-deprecating.
Ronan stretched out his hand and said for the second time: "Go slowly, I won't see you off."
Wen Huilan kept smiling, bowed slightly to Ronan, and greeted other people at the scene thoughtfully, and then walked away with the bodyguard in black who had been standing outside the scene.
Zhugan exchanged glances with Ronan and followed him out, which was considered polite and kept the beginning and end.
Ronan watched Wen Huilan's back until she disappeared around the corner. Only the crisp and rhythmic sound of heels hitting the ground still lingered in his ears for a long time.