"Sigh, compared to my superiors, I always feel like I wasted those years in college," Li Yunli said with a hint of disappointment.
"Come on, if you consider it a waste of time, then what am I? Just coasting along?" Zhao Zhijun scoffed and handed over the notebook in his hand.
"You're all set now. Go and learn from Dean Li."
"Yes, I'll learn from this!" Li Yunli smiled as she took the notebook and began to continue organizing the contents of the meeting.
You could tell from the smile on her face that she was in a very good mood.
Zhao Zhijun glanced at her enviously, then lowered his head and began to organize the things he needed to do himself.
Being an assistant and working under a leader with a bright future is a good thing.
The two West Germans, who had already returned to the house, were now discussing Li Chu.
"Bell, what do you think of that Lee?"
Bell was the head of the laboratory sent by the West German pharmaceutical company; he was a scientist in this field himself.
He was quite unhappy that headquarters had sent him to this backward country in the East to conduct some kind of experiment.
He had no faith in the efficacy of that prescription, thinking that the officials at headquarters must be out of their minds, otherwise why would they spend so much money on such an unreliable thing?
Now they're going to great lengths to come here and conduct research.
However, all of these thoughts vanished after meeting Li Chu today.
He never expected that traditional Chinese medicine in China could be so amazing, even able to detect a minor surgery he had 20 years ago through pulse diagnosis.
This is a bit too far-fetched for him.
Over the years, he has met many Chinese medicine doctors of Chinese descent in Europe and America, some of whom are indeed very skilled, but he has never met one as amazing as this Li.
This ancient Eastern country, which has a history spanning thousands of years, is truly not to be underestimated!
Hearing Conrad's question, Bell slowly shook his head: "You were there just now. You saw with your own eyes just how amazing that Lee is. I have no way to judge such a person."
I even suspect he might be using magic from this ancient Eastern country. You know Conrad, a culture that has been passed down for thousands of years; who knows if they might have some special abilities.
Bell shrugged and spread his hands.
Conrad was also somewhat helpless. He himself had graduated with a degree in clinical surgery, but later left the hospital for some reason and went to work for a pharmaceutical company.
Today, Li Chulu's two moves almost made his eyes pop out, not to mention anyone else.
But that's not what he's most concerned about right now: "Bell, do you think it's possible for us to invite Lee to our country?"
"Haha, how should we invite him? Kidnap him?"
"Of course not, Bell, I'm very serious about discussing this with you here."
“Conrad, I’m answering you very seriously, but the question you asked is ridiculous.”
Bell stared intently at Conrad with his blue eyes: "Your management had people investigate Lee before. If my information is correct, other companies should have already taken action, but what happened? He's still fine. So put away your ill intentions."
He picked up the glass on the table, took a sip of water, and complained, "Damn it, I've been here for months, and I still can't get used to the water here."
Setting down his water glass, Bell continued, "You should have seen Lee's file. Do you think, given his current status and position in this country, he would want to go abroad?"
Seeing that Conrad was about to object, he waved his hand: "I know what you want to say. You must be thinking that we can give him a lot of money, a lot of money, more than he could earn in this country in a hundred years, no, no, even a thousand years."
But Conrad, I spoke with embassy staff, and people like Li have almost nothing to spend money on in this country. They get housing; they get clothes; and as for food, I don't need to elaborate.
As for his children's schooling, both of his children are now university students. In this country, university education is free, and they even receive subsidies.
Then tell me, what does he need the money for? Is he just going to leave it there and take it out to count it when he has nothing to do?
Conrad wasn't annoyed by Bell's sharp retort; he simply shrugged and said, "I know all that, but I think everyone has their own thoughts. I just don't believe he has no desires at all. As a man, even if he doesn't like money, what about beautiful women, or a more comfortable life?"
Bell stretched out his hands and pressed them down: "Conrad, I understand what you're saying. But is it really necessary to think about whether it's better to be a first-class citizen in your own country or a second- or even third-class citizen abroad?"
As for the beautiful woman you mentioned, I don't believe you haven't seen photos of Li's wife.
At this point, Bell raised his hand and slapped his forehead again: "Damn it, I suspect the investigators made a mistake. Is that a woman in her forties? Or did they use a photo from twenty years ago to fool us?"
“Bell, I can tell you with absolute certainty that the photo was just taken, and the woman is indeed in her forties, there’s no doubt about that, although she does look… well… rather young.”
At this point, Conrad paused, frowning as he pondered something.
Seeing this, Bell did not disturb him, but waited quietly there.
Have you noticed a problem?
"What?" Bell was somewhat confused by Conrad's abrupt question.
"According to the information, Li should be 47 years old this year, but does he look like it? And what about his wife's age that you just mentioned?"
"You mean Li must also possess a drug that can slow down aging?" Bell's breathing quickened as he said this.
If this is true, then it would be truly terrifying.
Slowing down aging, at the very least slowing down skin aging, is something many people dream of, and it's something that countless companies and manufacturers in Europe and America invest huge sums of money in research and development every year.
If this Li really possesses this medicine, how much would it be worth? Bell felt like his pupils were turning into the symbol of Mark.
Conrad was also so shocked by his own idea that he was speechless.
After a long while, Conrad swallowed hard and said, "Bell, stop overthinking. I think we should find an opportunity to talk to Lee privately."
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