Ai Jielin got out of bed with her bare feet, walked to Zhou Qingfeng as if nothing was wrong, reached out and touched the scar on the man's face that had not yet completely healed, and asked in a low voice: "This must be very painful, right?"
Sleeping Beauty, who had just gotten up, turned to Old Likus again, but she did not come close. Instead, she frowned and said from a distance of more than half a meter: "I don't like you."
Old Likus kept smiling bitterly in his wheelchair. He nodded and said, "Yes, kid. You don't like me very much, and you haven't since you were a child. I often force you to do things you don't like, and you said more than once
'The person I hate the most is my father'."
Ai Jielin walked around the two men several times, then opened the door in her pajamas. At the door were the family lawyer, guards and medical staff who dared not leave. Seeing Ai Jielin appear, the lawyer immediately bent down and smiled: "Ai Jielin
Miss Jielin, you're awake. You must be hungry, do you need something to eat?"
Ai Jielin ignored the people in front of her, squeezed through them carefully, then patted her chest like a child, and ran away happily.
The door closed again, and Old Likus withdrew his gaze. He said to the confused Zhou Qingfeng: "The doctor said that Ai Jielin was greatly stimulated, and the extreme mental pain made her selectively forget her social circle.
She doesn't remember her family and friends.
Although there are no obstacles in daily life, language communication, etc., even if you tell her who you are, she will forget everything as long as she sleeps. But you are obviously special. She refuses to have contact with her family, but
I saw you but took the initiative to approach you."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened again. Ai Jielin got in from among the people at the door. She was holding a cake she got from nowhere, and she happily ran to Zhou Qingfeng and asked as if offering a treasure.
Said: "Want to eat?"
A spoonful of cake was delivered directly to Zhou Qingfeng's mouth. Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a while, then opened his mouth and was fed a mouthful. Ai Jielin sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her two tender white legs, eating the cake happily, happily
Looking at Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth and looked at Old Likus again, "Let's talk about business."
Old Likus also nodded, but he said first: "Before you make a request, listen to my opinion first. I don't mind if you kill my son. Don't deny it, I can guess that it was you. Someone else did it.
Maybe I need evidence, but I, an old man, prefer intuition.
I want you to marry Aijielin, although she has some mental problems now. She has become simple, happy all the time, and still beautiful, but this is also good. You can give birth to the next generation of Likus family heirs,
I know that must be a very outstanding child.
I will let Aijieline get all my property. You can take away everything from the Likus family, you can even control the French and Dutch consortium, and you will be unparalleledly powerful. As long as you marry my daughter and leave it for the Likus family
Just descendants."
This is such a ridiculous request... it's so stupid!
Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to intimidate and induce him, but the old man in front of him was only half a breath away from death. He looked like a ruthless and outstanding person, and he was probably not afraid of death. He had really spent a lot of money to come up with such an idea.
Controlling the Likus family? According to the analysis of the database in the "dark web", the Likus family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and the industries it directly or indirectly controls span the world. It also has great influence in French politics.
As for the Franco-Dutch Consortium, this consortium led by the Likus family is an even more formidable behemoth.
Don't look down on France when you go there. France is the only country in Europe with an independent industrial system. Its complete industrial system is second only to that of flower growers. It is even the world leader in some high-tech fields.
The Franco-Dutch consortium has extremely deep penetration into French industry, and there is almost no category that it is not involved in. Controlling such a consortium, and then quietly joining forces with flower growers - the world is so big, where can it go? Who can stop it?
Ai Jielin only ate cakes like a child, and occasionally fed Zhou Qingfeng a bite, showing no reaction to the conversation between the two men. Old Likus was full of confidence. He was looking at Zhou Qingfeng's expression and did not believe Zhou Qingfeng.
Don't be tempted - marriage is a shortcut to the expansion of a wealthy family, and it has no disadvantages.
But Zhou Qingfeng was really tempted. He was not afraid of old Likus' empty words. He had the ability to overturn the table. But facing the huge bait, he didn't want to tie himself to the Likus family.
"I refuse." Zhou Qingfeng was excited for a while by the wonderful prospect described by Old Likus, and soon calmed down. He once again rejected the old man's proposal, just like when the two met for the first time - one wanted to marry
Female, none of them agreed.
Ai Jielin, who had been eating cake, suddenly raised her head, reached out and pulled Zhou Qingfeng's clothes, her beautiful big eyes flickering. She asked: "Why? Aren't you my husband? I am willing to feed you cake,
Why don't you marry me?"
Ai Jielin was as innocent as a piece of white paper now. Zhou Qingfeng didn't dare to look into her eyes, for fear that he would be soft-hearted and agree. He continued to stare at Old Likus and said: "You are just worried that you are about to die."
, even if you fight me to the end, the family still has no suitable heir and protector."
Zhou Qingfeng took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and whispered: "To be honest, I have no expertise in politics. I have always been violent, so I don't want to get involved in your family's muddy waters. You'd better live on your own for a few more years."
Find a way."
The medicine bottle was thrown on Old Likus. The old man grabbed the medicine bottle and asked, "What is this?"
"A derivative of the NTZ project, specially designed for the elderly. I have a friend named Xiao who said that you may not be determined to fight with me, but you really made him guess right. This is why I asked someone to send me an emergency airlift
It’s specially designed for older scientists to improve their physique and mental abilities, and it’s just right for you.”
The stuff Zhou Qingfeng threw came from the 'Radiation' Biochemistry Laboratory. It has a mild effect and has no special strengthening effect. It mainly restores organ function and body vitality, improves the quality of life of the elderly and extends life span.
Theoretically, humans can live to be 150 years old, but in reality, they are almost dead when they live to about 80 years old. The medicine given by Zhou Qingfeng was developed to solve such problems.
When he heard the three letters 'NTZ', Old Likus suddenly became excited, "Is this Professor Alonzo's NTZ project? The Americans have blocked this thing extremely tightly, and our research on related projects has not been very big.
progress.
The reason why I established contact with the ‘Prince’ is because he has achieved breakthroughs in related aspects. And you actually already have a finished product?”
Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and thought to himself: No one in the world has done more research on human superpowers than me. It's crazy how much manpower, material, financial and energy I have invested in this project.
"The bottle in your hand contains a hundred pills, and each pill can improve your physical condition for about a month. You can find someone to conduct in vivo experiments to make sure I'm not lying to you. And now, tell me where is the 'prince'? I
He must be killed."
This was a naked exchange of interests. Zhou Qingfeng used drugs as a bargaining chip in exchange for Lao Likus to give up his support for the 'Prince'.
And Old Likus considered it again and again. Although the proposal to marry his daughter was rejected, and even the effect of the drug had not been verified, he was still willing to take a gamble - because in front of him was Victor Hugo, a mysterious guy.
Abandoning the 'Prince' and instead cooperating with Victor Hugo, the probability of winning the bet is extremely high. Old Likus finally said in a deep voice: "Okay, I agree."