"Shocking! Ye Tai, an emerging Xia-born entrepreneur and CEO of Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd., knocked down a Helan semi-professional player three times, Weide, with blood spurting from his seven orifices and nine broken chest and ribs. He was accused of having no martial ethics.
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"Promote the prestige of our country! A passerby, the largest shareholder of Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd., knocks down a professional fighter!"
"Blood spilled on the ring! Broken brow bone, broken nose, swollen forehead, becoming an alien! CEO Mrs. Ye is suspected of being a martial artist!"
"The real version of Captain America's Serum? Why can a passerby CEO beat up a professional player? The following is the coding screen, it's tragic!"
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When Mrs. Ye beat Weide, it could be said that he held back his hand, or he could not hold back his hand.
As the only fighting immortal in the world, it is already a huge blessing for him to be able to get into the boxing ring and fight against mortals.
He was able to beat the opponent to ashes with one punch, but he still retained his power for a while, so he was indeed holding back.
However, from the perspective of others, it was too tragic. Blood was spilled on the ring, more than 30 bones in the body were broken, the nose was collapsed, the forehead was swollen, and the semi-conscious Weide looked like an alien. It was too horrible to look at.
Mrs. Ye didn't really want to make the matter too big. After all, it was in public, but as a human immortal, she was provoked to the face, and Yun Luo wanted him to take action and vent his bad breath.
Now that he has chosen to enter the boxing ring, Mr. Ye cannot play house with the opponent and end up with a draw. That would be a blasphemy against himself.
It is even more impossible to lose to the opponent. He is not qualified. No one in the world is qualified to defeat himself in all competitive things.
In fact, Weide didn't even last fifteen seconds before Tai Ye pressed his head on the ring and beat him violently.
After beating him to death, blood vessels all over his body exploded, resulting in hemorrhage, internal organs collapsed, and turned into incapacitated pieces of flesh. All his bones were shattered, like a puddle of mud.
However, when Ye Tai walked off the ring, he injected a stream of pure vital energy into Weide, who had only been dead for a few seconds, and then revived Weide, who was still alive, and recovered a little from his injuries.
Otherwise, if the forensic doctor decides, he will be shocked to death. There is nothing in the world that can beat everything in a human body to mud without hurting his skin.
Weide's injury was so "minor", he should have thanked Mrs. Ye for showing mercy.
But when this guy woke up from the emergency room, his first reaction was to ask for money.
He knows Mrs. Ye's identity. If she keeps it private, it will cost 300 million, or if she makes it public, your stock will fall again and again.
Mrs. Ye's phone number was naturally bombarded.
But he turned off his phone and paid no attention to anyone. He stayed calm and relaxed with Yun Luo and Wangcai. They played in Macau until late at night before turning on his phone.
The moment I turned on the phone, a call from the special organization came through.
The specific situation has already been clarified on the other end without going into too much detail, and it is even less possible to blame Mrs. Ye.
The other end just inquired cautiously. Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd. has officially launched its launch. The RWCU serum has received a steady stream of orders from all over the world even before it is put on the shelves.
I asked Queen Mother Ye the day after she held a press conference in Shanghai, whether he, the CEO, would be willing to attend the C-position and explain the whole story of the "Sino-European Showdown" incident.
The manuscript has been written for Mrs. Ye, and the follow-up responsibilities have been completely delegated to him. Mrs. Ye only needs to answer a few ambiguous sentences.
Journalists from all over the world must sign a treaty before entering the venue. Only a few can ask questions step by step according to the questions prepared in advance, and cannot go beyond the rules.
Even if an uninformed reporter raised a sensitive question, an assistant would answer it for Mrs. Ye and handle the matter perfectly.
Mrs. Ye actually didn’t really want to participate.
However, in view of their sincerity, I happened to be taking Yun Luo to see new things, so I agreed.
On the day of the press conference.
Reporters from dozens of countries, leading cameramen, came to the scene and took seats.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Ye and two spokespersons of Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd., one man and one woman, attended the press conference.
The moment Mrs. Ye sat down, flashlights shrouded her from all directions, and every reporter raised their hands.
Mrs. Ye sat at the speaking table, looking at the foreign faces, thought for a while, and asked: "Is there anyone named Jack?"
"I!"
"I!"
Two voices sounded.
"My name is Jack."
"Me too!"
Mrs. Ye picked the one that was more pleasing to her eyes, raised her chin, and said, "It's just you. If you have any questions, just ask."
"Hello Mr. Mrs. Ye, I am a reporter from the United States. I would like to ask. Now the whole world knows that the new product developed by your Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd., RWCU serum, has been strongly promoted by China.
, even before it was put on the shelves, it was ordered out.
Now the focus of attention of people all over the world is, is the RWCU serum really as effective and miraculous as you advertise? Even if it is, then did you provide it to a few world celebrities for use before it was put on the shelves? Otherwise, they
Why are you so enthusiastic about a drug that has not yet been put on the shelves?
Please answer, thank you."
"Forehead……"
Mrs. Ye took out a stack of notebooks from her breast pocket and said, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it."
"Oh, I found it. Our RWCU serum cannot be called a medicine. It is a cross-generational genetic technology and biotechnology.
As for the effect, I’ll leave it to the user to judge, so I won’t go into details… I’ll find out later.”
"Ah, here, of course, we have not provided it to anyone in advance, and there is no biological serum that has been put on the shelves. Celebrities will not joke with their lives, but we have clinical volunteers, and the results are gratifying. I think this is what celebrities are vying for.
Just tell me the reason for the order. It’s too redundant and I can’t disclose it.”
The answer was quite satisfactory.
But the way he took out his notebook and rummaged around made everyone have black lines on their heads and couldn't stop laughing.
This is a live broadcast, brother!
You are too unrestrained, right? The manuscript has been prepared for you, and the reporters’ questions are restricted. You can’t familiarize yourself with the manuscript first and then recite it?
Now you are reading directly without even knowing where the page number is. Although your behavior makes us smile, how credible are your words now?
The American reporter was also speechless and frowned. He couldn't help but be more polite and asked again:
"As you said, RWCU is a next-generation product that transcends eras and organisms, and will affect the human body, just like genetically modified foods in the past. No, not just back then, even now, people don't know that genetically modified foods will affect the human body.
What impact will it have on mankind in the future?
The RWCU serum is directly injected into the human body. Because you did not publish too much about the reactions of clinical experimenters, there are many voices of doubt from the outside world, claiming that RWCU is nothing but a scam!
It can’t have the miraculous effects you advertise, what do you think?”
"I..."
Mrs. Ye flipped through the manuscript and felt that the notebook was a bit useless and what she said was too ambiguous.
So he closed the notebook.
Accurately telling the whole world: "Yes, you are right, it is indeed useless, don't buy it."