The Last Mecha

Chapter 162 Preparations (Two in One)

As the two walked back to the concession, Lu Shouliang fiddled with the coins in his hand, counted them back and forth several times, and muttered something.

"Forget it, forget it, if you are cheated, you will be cheated. It's not a loss for me to play for nothing, and I'm still fighting."

"It's a pity that the fight wasn't exciting enough, from the audience's point of view." Wu Gou followed aside, his voice was very soft, "It's weak."

"I can't help it. Everyone is as thin as a pole. With a knife, I can't tell the difference between two and five or eight thousand. I'm afraid that someone will kick me to death and cause trouble."

"Speaking of which, Shouliang, you have practiced for so many years, can you still be serious? For those who study Western medicine, taking out a scalpel and stabbing someone dozens of times is a minor injury."

"Hmph." Lu Shouliang breathed out his nostrils, and then turned his gaze to Wu Gou, "You took me to find a place to play, and helped me expose the scam. Now we are a community of interests. What's the matter, let's talk about it generously." .”

He's easy going, but not stupid.

"Hey." Wu Gou scratched his head, with a smile showing his tricks, "It's nothing else, that's right, isn't Master Jiang going to the Lawrence Auction House to buy something?"

"Oh, I know, I bought it for you, right? Do you know that he purposely sought out a foreign firm in advance for this matter, and I was in charge of it?"

"Yes, I just want to ask whether the foreign firm is reliable or not."

"Hey, what am I supposed to be? You're going around in such a big circle about this matter? There's no need. Don't worry, I contacted the foreign firms. Jiang Song's top local foreign firms don't have foreigners participating in the shares, so nothing can go wrong."

"what name?"

"Xue Ji Foreign Trade Co., the boss is Xue Youcheng. I have talked with a manager named Cai under him. He is very talkative and reliable."

"Cai Mu?"

"how do you know?"

Yes, it really is.

Wu Gou sighed inwardly, and then replied, "Master Jiang mentioned someone's name before."

"Okay, anyway, don't worry about this matter. Apart from our disciples, the only one who knows about the auction is Manager Cai." Lu Shouliang said.

"That's it." Wu Gou nodded his head and muttered, and then asked, "Can you give me the contact information of Manager Cai? There is also information about the biological machine tool in the auction house. I want to see it."

"What are you going to do?" A trace of doubt flashed across Lu Shouliang's face, "They are already rich, and there will be no troubles in the auction house. If there is anything wrong, you can ask me. The information on the auction is in The day before the auction is also kept secret, I managed to get it, and I also guaranteed to others that it would not be leaked."

"I'm just... alas." Wu Gou rubbed his fingers, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red, "I just... want to know more, otherwise I'll be fidgeting all day long, and I don't want to bother Manager Cai, so I just Look at him from a distance, otherwise I won't be able to settle down in my heart. I'm the only one. In case something happens this time, she might not have a chance."

Lu Shouliang was a little touched by this revelation of true feelings. Having lost his parents in his early years and became an orphan, he was especially able to understand the value of his relatives.

He sighed, scratched his head with five fingers, pursed his lips and said: "Forget it, Jiang Shi even told you the name of Manager Cai, but he didn't treat you as an outsider. I told you that it is not against him. Tell me back." Let’s go to the Guoshu Museum, the booklet of the biological machine tool is there, and there is Cai Mu’s address, you can see it for as long as you want, but you can’t take it away.”

"Okay, thank you Lu Da Shouliang."

Wu Gou touched the corners of his eyes lightly with his fingertips, revealing a smile.

"I'll say it again, you can't leak these things to a third person. I have a lot of problems, and I know it, but there is only one thing, I can't let Master Jiang down."

Lu Shouliang stared into Wu Gou's eyes, and the dark-eyed boy nodded heavily.

Under the red lacquer plaque of the Jiang Song Martial Art Museum, Wu Gou strode out the door, the pouring sunlight fell from above his head, casting black shadows on the ground.

He has seen everything he wants to see.

In the brochure of the Lawrence Auction House, there are detailed introductions to the development history of biological machine tools and the current second generation, and the situation is somewhat different from what he knows.

In this life, the first generation of biological machine tools was born eight years ago, and the diseases that could be cured were limited to a dozen small categories, which was less than one-fifth of what Wu Gou remembered in his previous life.

As for the second-generation product to be released now, Lawson Heavy Industries is full of confidence in it, believing that it can cure more than 90.00% of human diseases, but the characteristics of biological machine tools make it difficult to conduct large-scale clinical trials.

Wu Gou didn't doubt this, because he saw in the introduction that the second-generation biological machine tool was equipped with the latest biological energy pump technology.

The key point is here, which is a surprise to Wu Gou.

Biological qi pump is a basic technology for the future qi nucleus.

If Liuli blood is the lubricant, and the blood nucleus and the integrated differential engine are the brain, then the biological energy pump is equivalent to the liver, and it is one of the keys to ensure the dynamic balance of the energy nucleus in the human body.

At that time, Lawson Heavy Industries never thought that a fringe biomedical technology developed by itself would become an important part of the war machine in the near future.

If this is true, and the mechanical energy equipped with the biological qi pump is sold to Jiangsong, it means that almost no one knows what the future qi core needs.

There may be far fewer people returning to this era than Wu Gou imagined.

Or maybe they're all dead.

Leaving aside these uncertain things, now Wu Gou had another idea.

After getting this biological machine tool and curing my mother's illness, the biological energy pump mounted on it can be used by myself.

This may be the best chance to get this technology in a few years.

Near lunch time, in the white ward of Jishi Hospital, Liu Shuying opened her eyes after hearing the movement.

"hook?"

His voice became much more energetic, and he was no longer as weak as before.

"I heard that you are recovering well." Wu Gou smiled slightly, and put ten thousand small hot wontons on the table, "Your favorite, feed you?"

"No, you don't have that face, help me up."

"Yo, sit up straight, it's only been a few days, it seems to be getting better soon."

"The doctors were all surprised. Maybe Jiang Mulin's elixir is so powerful? I don't know—how? Six beats."

"He taught me a lesson, he is worse than you now."

"as predicted."

"Where's your father?"

"He started guarding me for a whole day, and later heard that there was no danger, so why don't you hurry back to do business, and you will lose a lot of money this day, businessman."

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The two didn't chat a few words, the door of the ward was pushed open with a "bang", and Duan Changgong rushed in panting heavily.

He has been beaten since the second round, after all, he has no martial arts skills.

When Liu Shuying's third round started that day, he happened to be caught by the steward Wang in the house and was fighting, so he didn't know about it.

After so many incidents, Wu Gou forgot about Duan Changgong, and Liu Changsheng didn't tell the matter to the mansion, only the two old servants who served tea and water knew about it.

It wasn't until Wu Gou came to him for something that he realized that he had been working in such a daze for a week, and wondered why he didn't see Liu Shuying.

"Shuying. Shuying you."

He held the words in his throat and almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Okay, I can't die, and I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days, so it's okay."

Liu Shuying looked at him as soon as she turned her neck away, her face was a little feverish.

Hearing this sentence, Duan Changgong fell to the ground and took a deep breath.

"Just to tell you that it's nothing serious, you still look like the house is on fire." Wu Gou smiled, "How about my business?"

"It's done." Duan Changgong took out an envelope that was wet with sweat from the back of his waist, "I gave the letter you wrote to that surname Cai, saying it was from the British Chamber of Commerce, and then he really turned around. Wrote a reply letter and asked me to take it."

"I'll treat you to a drink another day." Wu Gou took the envelope and looked at the contents with a smile on his face.

This manager Cai Mu envied the social life of Westerners since he was a child, and wanted to move to Dunkou, so he had long been a commercial spy for the British Chamber of Commerce with Xue Youcheng.

The news was indeed delivered to him.

The Bretons who knew the situation probably felt that there was something weird in it, and it might not be so easy to get the biological machine tool.

"What's so funny, let's hear it?" Liu Shuying sat on the bed and couldn't understand what the two were talking about.

"secret."

After noon, the old door of the Tangshui shop at the end of Spinning Wheel Street accumulated a lot of musty smell in the rainy days of the past few days. Fortunately, it gradually dissipated after these days of scorching sun.

Pulling open the wooden door that often gets stuck, there are only four wooden tables scattered in the narrow space, and the smell of bean paste, peanuts and milk blows in the face.

There were only two other people inside except the boss. There was a small table in the middle. On the top sat a teenager and a man with a knife-like aura. A bowl of red bean paste and peanut paste was placed in front of each of them, which seemed a bit strange.

"It's a time-honored brand. When I was young, this sugar water seller didn't even have a storefront. Every day at noon and dinner time, I would push a small cart out. There were bowls of bowls in it. They were very popular. It wasn't too late." Wu Gou said, licking the tip of his tongue. There is a little peanut mark on the corner of the lips, "It's a pity that pastries and Napoleon cakes are popular now. I don't know how long this place will last."

"When you were young, how old are you now?" Cao Yong glanced at Wu Gou, and gently stirred the porcelain bowl filled with mung bean paste and milk with a spoon in his hand, making a crisp sound, "The taste is not bad, but it has not been tasted for decades. Change, no wonder it will decline.”

"I can't admit that. I still don't get tired of eating peanut paste."

"Okay, you said that if you have something to look for, even the senior manager can't do it. It has to be me. The sooner the better, that's why I pushed the full schedule. I heard that you are thriving in Liu Lei and became Jiang Mulin. It’s not a matter of personal biography, and people’s partiality is almost written on their faces, so I’m willing to listen to you, I hope it’s really something valuable.”

"Then let me tell you." Wu Gou's voice suddenly softened, "Jiaolong Yangxing, or Uncle Cao, don't you want to have a relationship with Jiang Mulin?"

"Yes."

"Just a few days ago, Master Jiang was looking for a foreign company to cooperate with, do you know?"

"I know, but I just know that this kind of good thing happened to our small foreign firm, which couldn't even get in the door. In the end, it seemed that it was cheap for Xue Youcheng, an old bastard who likes to fart."

"Now there is a chance."

"what chance?"

"I have some news here. Master Jiang has a time to spend money right now. He wants to buy something in the auction house and needs a lot of money."

"This is the matter of Xue Ji Foreign Firm, how did it become my opportunity."

"Uncle Cao, tell me, this Lawrence is the home of the Franks, and there are other foreigners. Master Jiang has always had a bad relationship with those high-nosed people. Now he wants to buy something from there. If this matter is leaked, Can others call him wishful?"

"Oh?" Cao Yong's eyes suddenly became interested, he scratched the scar on his face with his fingertips, and leaned over, "Let's hear it, how do you know that this matter will be leaked?"

"I just think it's possible." Wu Gou raised his eyebrows, with an inexplicable expression in his eyes, "If this happens, it will be an opportunity for Jiaolong Yangxing. I know about this matter. There are only Master Jiang himself, a few direct apprentices, and Manager Cai who Xue Ji foreign company is connected with."

Cao Yong thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Suppose, I assume that this happened, is there any evidence, even if there is evidence, Xue Ji Yangxing kicked him away in advance, so why should I be the superior, Jiaolong Yangxing It has indeed developed well in recent years, but in the final analysis, its financial resources are still not as good as those of the previous giants.”

"You don't need evidence, and you don't need to expose it. What should happen, just let it happen. Master Jiang is not a fool, he can see it. There is only one thing that Jiaolong needs to do, make a great contribution, save the bad Just the end."

"Rescue? If you pretend not to know, how did I, Jiaolong Yangxing, get involved in this matter?"

"Uncle Cao, don't you understand? You said you wanted to invest in me before. It's just a coincidence."

After Wu Gou finished speaking, Cao Yong's eyes lit up immediately, but then, his iron-gray eyes split into two slits.

"You boy, could it be a spy sent by him, Jiang Mulin? How could a 15-year-old kid think of doing such a thing?"

"Don't dare to be wronged. Master Jiang sent me to amuse Uncle Cao with any grudges or grievances? Besides, the person sitting opposite you is a 15-year-old who broke through six competitions, was loved by a generation of master Jiang Mulin, played Tom Totti, and taught Dongying a lesson. The little devil's hero, Wu Gou, is no ordinary 15-year-old kid."

Wu Gou smiled slightly, crossed his legs, "How about it, I've said so much, Uncle Cao should be interested?"

"I will really give myself a medal." Cao Yong replied quietly, "When?"

"Three days later, in the afternoon."

"So fast?"

"Opportunities never wait long ago."

"That's true—but looking back, it's just speculation, and the news was leaked to foreigners. Not to mention the evidence, at least you have to show me the evidence."

"Here, I think Uncle Cao has the ability to find out whether it's true or not."

Wu Gou gently pushed over an unremarkable brown envelope, which wasn't even sealed.

Cao held it up with two fingers, and pulled out the unnamed letter paper inside.

"Yeah"

He kept repeating these two words, absently tapping the bowl wall with the spoon in his hand.

After a long while, he threw the spoon away, splashing the mottled mush on the table, and slapped the table with calloused hands, with a "bang", which scared the over [-]-year-old Tangshui master almost to his head Hit the cabinet board.

"Tell me the details. If you're sure you didn't lie to me, I'll guarantee you to take that thing."

His iron gray eyes reflected the boy's face.

(End of this chapter)