Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 566 We Die Together
"Hey, Mr. Geng, you haven't left yet?"

The department manager turned around when he heard the voice and saw a figure wrapped in a hooded sweatshirt walking slowly towards him.

The man was wearing a black mask, and the exposed skin was pale and almost sickly, as if it was covered with a thick layer of powder. The bags under his eyes were dark blue and purple, and he looked as if all the energy had been drained.

The department manager was not surprised. Nine out of ten dealers who came to him to purchase the "magic water" looked like this.

At every bidding meeting, these suppliers were invited to sit under the stage. At a glance, he could not tell who was who and just thought they were dozens of twins born from the same mother.

Don’t think this is a fantasy. Driven by today’s medical technology, the surrogacy market is growing larger and larger, and related technologies are changing with each passing day.

The traditional single-birth surrogacy model is inefficient and a serious waste of precious female reproductive resources.

With current technology, it is no problem to carry out 10 surrogacy in one pregnancy. All one needs to do is make some minimally invasive modifications to the uterus.

Last month, a pharmaceutical giant in the Third District placed advertisements throughout the downtown area simultaneously, vigorously shouting out the gospel slogan of "single pregnancy, hundred pregnancies".

Once it was launched on the market, it was sought after by countless people. The "daily salary" of the first batch of high-quality women who participated in clinical trials has secretly increased by more than 10 times.

It is technology that truly enriches women and liberates reproduction.

Mr. Geng could never have imagined that the department manager in front of him was looking at him with his mind connected to the ambition of making women rich.

He spoke in a hoarse voice:

"The market feedback for the Q-14 delayed hallucinogen is good. I will suggest to my superiors to increase the purchase volume when I return. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will be sent to negotiate the contract in the next two days."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to see him off.

The department manager walked up quickly with a smile on his face and pressed the elevator button attentively:

"Mr. Geng, take care. We'll keep in touch anytime."

The elevator door slowly closed, and the department manager still had a smile on his face.

He turned and walked towards the president's office. A brilliant business idea was taking shape in his mind.

He wants to promote the company to reach a strategic partnership with pharmaceutical giants in the three districts, provide "magic water" to every surrogate woman free of charge, and help them avoid the pain and anxiety of childbirth free of charge.

Every surrogate mother deserves the best care, so... every child they give birth to is destined to become a loyal customer of the company in the future.

This is the fate that children are branded with from the womb, and no one can defy it!
Being able to be a "god" from birth, just think about it, this is a happy generation.

The only problem is that the effects of hallucinogens need to be significantly delayed until they grow up and have the ability to work and consume.

What a long-term return on investment! It brings tears to my eyes!

The elevator doors reopened.

President Geng walked out of Hongguang Pharmaceutical, walked slowly toward the parking lot, and got into the car.

Then he took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and inserted it into the laptop next to him.

The blue light on the laptop lit up and the complete video began to play on the screen. It was the one Feng Mu brought last time, but previously only a part of it was played. This time it was the complete video.

After watching the video, Mr. Geng angrily tore off the voice-changing mask, and also peeled off the carefully made pale mask on his face, revealing a face as gloomy as ink. It was the stationmaster Lou Duanlou.

After watching the video several times, Lou Duan said to himself:
“My home computer was hacked? Damn it!!!”

Lou Duan did not doubt the authenticity of the video, because the content presented in the video matched the information he already knew, which made him even more infuriated.

This isn't a frame-up, this is a crime that was caught in the act! He closed his eyes and recalled what happened in the bathroom just now.

Li Hanyu only said three sentences to her since he came into the bathroom partition, except for taking off his pants.

First sentence: "I can believe that you have nothing to do with the prison explosion, but do you think Councillor Wang Xinfa is willing to believe it?"

Second sentence: "I can return the USB drive to you, but the bodies of the two wardens are still in the patrol room."

The third sentence: "The position of the warden of the Second Prison cannot be given to anyone else. You have to find a way to keep it for my son Qian Huan!"

When Lou Duan came, he had prepared thousands of words to say, but they were all stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a single word.

He finally understood why Li Hanyu didn't say these words over the phone or have someone convey them to him, but instead went through all the trouble to talk to him face to face in the bathroom.

Because threats must be made face to face, eye to eye, and spoken in person by the most appropriate person, in order to quickly break down the person's psychological defenses.

Especially when Lou Duan saw that Li Hanyu completely disregarded her dignity, treated him like air, and took off her pants and wet herself in front of him, he understood... the woman in front of him had gone completely crazy!

Li Hanyu was not here to threaten me, she was here to hug me and die together!
Faced with a crazy mother, Lou Duan decisively gave up bargaining and replied with a chill all over his body:
"No one will allow an unconscious person to sit in the position of prison warden!"

When Li Hanyu pulled up his pants and pressed the flush button, the madness in his eyes made Lou Duan's heart palpitate.

The ruthlessness in her last words did not sound like a mother trying to save her son. Instead, it sounded like she was about to strangle her son to death:

"I'll be responsible for waking him up, and you'll be responsible for the rest. If I can't do it, we'll die together. If you can't do it, we'll die together too!"

Lou Duan gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. His knuckles turned blue due to excessive force and the leather-wrapped steering wheel was almost crushed by him.

Veins bulged on that usually sinister and cold face, and it was twisted to the point of almost breaking.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck--"

In all his life, Lou Duan had never seen such an unreasonable woman.

Your son can't wake up and you want to die, why do you drag me into this? I'm not your son's father, fuck you!

He thought he didn't even have a son yet, his son was still in a surrogate mother's belly!

the other side.

After leaving Hongguang Pharmaceutical, Li Hanyu did not return to the hospital, but went straight to the headquarters of Guangming Group.

When the front desk manager Zou Xiaoyue saw her, she immediately came up to her with a smile and said kindly:
"Sis, you're here. President Lu has instructed that you should go straight up when you arrive."

Li Hanyu nodded, forced a smile and said:
"Is anyone in Mr. Lu's office?"

Zou Xiaoyue: "Wang Cong, the one who carries the gourd, has been here quite frequently these past two days. I want to ask you something. I heard that Wang Cong was a close confidant of your son Qian Huan?"

Li Hanyu suddenly became gloomy. She did not respond to Zou Xiaoyue's gossip and walked towards the elevator in her high heels.

Hou Wendong and several bodyguards were unable to keep up this time and were politely stopped by the front desk.

The girls at the front desk were very polite, and Hou Wendong and the bodyguards were also very polite. This is the headquarters of Guangming Group, and it is not their turn to get angry.

Looking at the elevator door slowly closing, Hou Wendong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He reached for his pocket several times and then retracted his hand. In the end, he did not report the situation to Councillor Wang Xinfa immediately.
(End of this chapter)