Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"It's just that the arm grew too fast and couldn't integrate well with the body, causing it to age much faster than the body's normal aging rate, right?"

"If it's used on humans, even if cloned organs are used, replacements would be very rapid, requiring a replacement every few years or ten years. Of course, the prospects are still good."

"only……"

Fu Yuan twitched his lips and said slowly, "The premise is that you can conquer the secrets of the internal organs. The cells in the arm are much simpler, but it's hard to say when it comes to the internal organs."

"Technology takes a lot of time to advance. I'm not sure if your company can afford that. If the financing goes smoothly, Mr. Liu wouldn't have to meet me today."

Liu Wen looked at him with complicated eyes. What he thought was a secret had already been exposed in the other party's eyes. There was no trump card left to talk about. His eyes couldn't help but dim.

"Then why did Mr. Fu come to see me if he's so pessimistic about the biological company? Is it just to say this? We really can't conquer the internal organ cloning technology for the time being."

"But this is only a matter of time. As long as we give ourselves a few more years to persevere, the company will surely crack the secrets of the internal organs. Then asking for money will be a piece of cake."

Fu Yuan winked and said, "Assistant Sun, show the information to Mr. Liu. After you have read the information, we can tell you if you can wait."

Liu Wen took the document and opened it. After reading it from top to bottom, his eyes widened. "No, it's impossible. Why would the chairman want to sell the company? Is he crazy?"

"You know you're short of money, right? Without money, who would support you for a few years? Your R&D team doesn't want any salary, they work for you for free."

"Either you cooperate with Fu's today and I'll give you a few years, or you can wait until you go bankrupt and I'll take over the R&D team."

"The last thing the Fu family lacks is money. We can definitely set up our own biological company. If it succeeds, we'll have control over the biological secrets. If it doesn't, it won't matter. It's just a little money."

Liu Wen's heart was pounding fast. He took a deep breath and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took out his phone and sent a message. Looking at the two words in reply, Liu Wen closed his eyes and compromised, "Okay, we will cooperate with Mr. Fu. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

Fu Yuan picked up the wine glass and said in a normal tone: "Come, let's have a drink. I wish us a happy cooperation in the future."

"...Yes, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Both parties signed and stamped the contract in less than five minutes. They each put the contract aside and started eating and drinking. However, Liu Wen's face did not look very good.

Fu Yian came back after vomiting, not noticing anything was wrong. He raised his glass and said politely, "Mr. Liu, have a drink. Let's continue to talk about cooperation."

"No need. I've already signed and sealed the agreement with Mr. Fu. You're welcome to visit the institute at any time. I hope Mr. Fu will transfer the funds as agreed."

"Well, of course you won't be short of money."

What happened? He just went out to vomit for a while, how did the deal end? Wasn't Liu Wen stubbornly refusing to give up before?

The banquet ended inexplicably. On the way back, Fu Yian asked in confusion, "Brother, what did you say to him? That old fox actually agreed to sign the contract."

Fu Yuan said calmly, "It's nothing. I just tried to persuade him with both reason and emotion. Although Liu Wen is an old fox, as long as we are sincere and put enough words in, it won't be difficult to negotiate cooperation."

Haha, it’s not that difficult at all. If it wasn’t difficult, why did he drink so much alcohol? Now his stomach is aching.

Special Assistant Sun was driving, trying hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.

I almost died of laughter in my heart, haha. The second young master's little tricks are not enough in front of the president. It's good to have him around. I don't have to accompany him to drink in the future.

As for the second young master, he is not necessary for discussing cooperation, but he can be the one to accompany drinking, haha. I will be a private car driver in the future, and it is really nice to have an assistant who does not have to drink.

Fu Yian was drunk and his head started to feel dizzy. He leaned back in his seat and fell asleep.

Fu Yuan didn't even notice the ringing of his cell phone. He was a little annoyed by the noise, so he reached out to answer the call and heard a cautious voice on the other end.

[Hello, is this Brother Fu? My period is here today, so it might not be convenient for me to serve you. Can we wait until next week?]

[I'm not Fu Yian, I'm his brother. He's drunk, so call him when he wakes up.]

【……!! 】

Lu Youyou listened to the deep male voice on the phone. She could feel the strong sense of oppression even through the phone. Her heart instantly rose and she felt a little at a loss.

[Sorry, I didn't know it was you. I won't bother you anymore. I'm very sorry.]

【Wait, what is your relationship with my brother?】

[Yes, I am supporting him. He gives me 20,000 yuan a month. If he gets tired of me one day, I will definitely leave him. I will never get entangled with him, please rest assured.]

The rich man's brother must be the one in power in the family. He is not someone she can afford to offend. She knows herself well and as long as she doesn't get too involved, everything should be fine.

Fu Yuan hummed: [This is his personal matter, he can handle it himself.]

【OK. 】

After hanging up the phone, Lu Youyou was still upset and there was a hint of fear in her eyes. She wanted to save more money for her mother's medical treatment, and she would move to another city when her mother recovered.

The capital is a good place, but the cost of living there is too high. It is not something an ordinary person like her can afford. She would rather go to a small city and live with her mother.

Fu Yuan put the phone in his pocket, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and thought about something.