Wu Xiong carefully considered what Lu Yuan had just said.
He seemed to have grasped the key point.
"Dr. Lu, did you just say that was the price if paid with money, meaning you'd also accept other forms of payment?"
"That's right."
Lu Yuan sat up straight, and the discussion finally got to the main point.
"I need a complete set of gene research equipment, from limb research to cell research and then to the most microscopic gene encoding devices, a full set of equipment."
Wu Xiong's face was expressionless, Sun Ying was stunned, Wei's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.
The three showed different psychological resilience according to their rank and status.
Lu Yuan: "As far as I know, the gene research equipment left over from the old era that your Starlight Group has control over is slightly more advanced than what Tianyu Group has."
"I'm not greedy, just one working set will do, you can set the price however you want."
Wu Xiong blinked and carefully asked, "Dr. Lu..."
"Are you conducting medical research that already extends to the field of genetics all on your own?"
Beside him, Wei gazed in shock, "The R&D personnel in our group's gene department haven't even--"
Wei didn't finish speaking before he felt two surges of cold intent converge on him.
Wu Xiong and Sun Ying glared at Wei full of killing intent.
He immediately shut his mouth.
Lu Yuan didn't directly answer the question Wu Xiong asked.
He just smiled without saying anything.
But in Lu Yuan's mind...
Hmph, extends to the field of genetics?
Hillbilly!
It would scare you to death if I told you the truth!
I'm already almost at the end of the genetics field!
Gene encoding!
Unlocking the human genome!
Lu Yuan didn't know what stage those medical groups on the outside had reached in their genetic research.
But he knew that they probably couldn't compare to him.
Otherwise, why would the Starlight Group value so highly the mechanical prosthetics he had devised three years ago?
Next, Wu Xiong made a phone call and came back. After nearly another hour of bargaining, the two sides reached a series of agreements.
The Starlight Group would trade a complete set of gene research equipment for 100 full sets of mechanical prosthetics from Lu Yuan.
The total value was about 2.6 billion.
Each would be responsible for their own loading and transport.
For the place of exchange, Lu Yuan and Wu Xiong tacitly chose a random location on the border between S Region and X Region.
The exact location would be determined later.
If the Starlight Group had further demand for prosthetics in the future, they would purchase them with cash payments of 3.5 million per set.
Both signed two copies of the contract, Lu Yuan imprinted his handprint, and Wu Xiong affixed the official seal representing the Starlight Group.
Given the lack of sufficiently authoritative law enforcement and judicial institutions in this era, signing contracts didn't have much significance anymore.
But the ceremonial cooperation passed down from the old era still gave some sense of security in most cases, especially when working with financial groups like the Starlight Group.
At the very least, big financial groups still cared about face on the surface.
The two sides exchanged contracts, and Wu Xiong casually remarked, "Oh right, Dr. Lu, don't forget to provide detailed installation videos and instruction manuals when we make the exchange!"
Lu Yuan stopped what he was doing and slowly said, "President Wu, let's keep things separate. The prosthetics are prosthetics, and the technology is technology. I don't provide it for free."
Wu Xiong stared and asked, "Dr. Lu, if I buy a piece of furniture, installation instructions should be included, right?"
Lu Yuan calmly replied, "President Wu, if I sell an airplane, do I have an obligation to provide pilot training? There's no such precedent, right?"
Wu Xiong: "Then at the very least you have to provide the service!"
"Of course the service is provided!"
Lu Yuan smiled again.
Wu Xiong immediately understood. He slapped the table in resignation and said, "Fine! Name your price!"
Lu Yuan seemed to have already prepared in his mind. His voice was slow and methodical: "I don't know if President Wu wants an exclusive regional distributorship or just a regular distributorship?"
Wu Xiong was stunned for three seconds as anger nearly burst out the top of his head.
To Wu Xiong, Lu Yuan's words were tantamount to "Do you want me to cultivate another medical financial group in S Region that possesses this technology?"
Beside Wu Xiong, Sun Ying helplessly held her forehead and mournfully said, "Dr. Lu, you're a doctor..."
"Can you please not calculate so shrewdly like a businessman?"
Lu Yuan took off his eyeglass frames that didn't have lenses and put them into his white coat pocket. "I'm sorry, doctors doesn't mean I have to selflessly dedicate myself to you."
"There may have been people like that in the old era, but now is the new era."
"The gap between financial groups in the new era and officialdom in the old era is also vast."
Lu Yuan's words left Wu Xiong and Sun Ying at a loss for rebuttal.
Sun Ying: "Passion, ethics, responsibility, commitment..."
Lu Yuan: "Hmm? What's up, do you want to become my patient?"
Sun Ying: "I didn't say anything."
Finally, Wu Xiong dispiritedly said, "Exclusive distributor, we want the exclusive distributorship."
"I really didn't expect that usually people plead for the distributor rights to our products. But now, there would come a day when our Starlight Group has become a distributor for someone else..."
Lu Yuan picked up his cell phone and typed "3.5" on it.
"3.5 billion, per year."
Instantly, deathly silence filled the conference room.
After a long while, Wu Xiong drank some water and slowly said, "Dr. Lu, it seems that gene research equipment isn't all that important to you?"
Lu Yuan smiled. He deleted the number on his phone and re-typed "2.6".
"That's the price I give others. Of course I have to show more sincerity when dealing with friends."
"2.6 billion, 3 years, can pay in installments."
Wu Xiong pondered briefly and held up a finger, "The price is fine, but there needs to be an added condition."
"You have to accept Starlight Group's invitation to become an unnamed external medical consultant for us."
"Every month, we can send you a case not limited to prosthetic replacement, and of course we will pay the medical expenses for that case."
Lu Yuan: "You can make things a little more difficult, no need to send one case every month. Just send me as many as you want whenever you want."
"And I guarantee the safety issues for your cases after entering X Region, including safety issues for you several during your departure this time."
Only then did Wu Xiong's expression improve slightly. He asked Lu Yuan at the end, "What about this prosthetic body of mine?"
Lu Yuan waved his hand. "That's just a little gift from me to President Wu. Please accept it with amusement."
Wu Xiong forced a bitter smile. "Please don't. Just give me a discount. Otherwise when the group investigates, I won't be able to withstand it. Let's redraw the contract..."
In the end, Lu Yuan gave Wu Xiong a 20% discount at 1.2 million paid on the spot by transfer.
When the two sides concluded negotiations, it was already 3 pm. Lu Yuan treated Wu Xiong and his group to a meal at Yun City Xia's Group's restaurant to fulfill his host duties.
After eating for over an hour, around 5 pm when it was almost dark, Lu Yuan and Liu Yuan returned to the clinic while Wu Xiong's group returned to their hotel.
But shortly after leaving the restaurant, Wu Xiong told Long who was driving, "Long, leave this place and return home through the night!"
This puzzled not just Long, but also Sun Ying and Wei.
Sun Ying: "President Wu, didn't Dr. Lu say to leave tomorrow and he would have people send us out of X Region?"
Wu Xiong looked at his new body and urgently said, "You don't understand shit!"
"It's more dangerous if we let that Lu follow us!"
"And I can't wait any longer, I have to hurry back and test out whether this body works well!"
Long had no choice but to turn the steering wheel towards the suburbs of Yun City.
As darkness fell, Wu Xiong's car soon disappeared into the pitch black night.
...Suburbs.
As they were about to leave the outskirts of Yuncheng, the several people in the car finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether it was the clown that had appeared earlier or the female ghost Long had spoken of afterwards, both had left considerable psychological shadows on everyone.
Sun Ying patted her chest and said, "Long, play some music."
"Sure."
The gentle, antique-style music soon rang out in the car, the melody languid, however...
Long subtly knitted his brows, because he did not remember putting this track in his in-car music player.
As a macho man, Long did not like antique-style music.
Suddenly, swish—
Long slammed hard on the brakes.
His action gave the other three people in the car a sudden fright!
No one questioned Long, with everyone first looking out the car windows.
In this already-dark suburb, fog had actually arisen.
"Why would fog come up this late at night?"
"This place really is freaking sinister!"
"L-Long, turn off the music, listening to it in this environment is p-pretty scary..."
Long did not move at all, staring fixedly at their surroundings, saying in a low voice: "Can't turn it off..."
"This music isn't coming from our car at all."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
