Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Mr. Yang Rui, you have to decide whether to sign the contract or not in one hour. If you refuse to sign the contract, Arnold and I can only return to London." Armstrong reminded Yang Rui, acting like a serious old man, but unfortunately he was a little younger Son, the lack of dignity that comes from wrinkles.

Arnold also nodded slightly, and said: "We have already given the highest conditions. If you cannot agree to such conditions, we can only declare that this trip has failed."

"You came to Xibao Town specially to put forward this condition?" Yang Rui's suspicion will not be relieved by the persecution of the two.

Arnold thought about looking at Franky.

Frankie smiled wryly, and said to himself: "The Chinese idiom is good, when you talk to a smart person at night, don't turn off the light while you are talking, you want to cover your eyes, and you can't see what you are talking about." I don’t see you, and then you can pass the test by learning the walking posture of a punk, that’s impossible.”

After thinking for a moment, Franky said: "Arnold and Armstrong are here to save time for both parties. They are qualified to sign contracts and can complete a series of signing tasks on the spot to quickly promote the use of catalysts. Full trust in the technology you work on."

"Can't you sign the contract instead of Zeneca?" Yang Rui asked.

"This...According to the rules, the headquarters must issue a document before they can be responsible for signing the contract." Franky replied eagerly.

Yang Rui didn't believe it. He looked at the people opposite him, smiled suddenly, and said, "Since it's about signing a contract, please wait a moment. I'll contact my lawyer."

Arnold's eyes widened instantly.

However, he couldn't just look at Franky if he didn't want Yang Rui to contact the lawyer.

Frankie pretended not to see it.

Armstrong sat up straight and said, "Mr. Yang Rui, of course you can contact your lawyer, but we only give you one hour. After one hour, we will return the previous conditions. I hope you understand our difficulties."

"I understand." Yang Rui ignored them, left the meeting room, called the driver, and went straight to the post office.

He did not call the lawyer in Hong Kong, and one hour was not enough time for him to call Hong Kong, but the transmission of the telegram was still very fast. Hong Kong Huarui received a call from the telegraph company,

It won't take long to get the content of the telegram again.

However, it is impossible to say how long it will take for Sinovel's employees in Hong Kong to collect information.

Yang Rui regretted not investing more resources in Hong Kong at this time. Domestic information transmission is extremely difficult. Most of the international news can only be transferred through Hong Kong. Unfortunately, it is not convenient for Yang Rui to go to Hong Kong. The established Hong Kong company is really weak.

Yang Rui stood in the post office, waiting anxiously.

If he met an employee who didn't care, and he happened to go out to have a cup of milk tea for a swim or something at this moment, he couldn't do anything in a hurry.

Wu Qian, who was on duty at the front desk, saw Yang Rui anxious, and she herself was also inexplicably anxious, so she couldn't help saying, "Otherwise, I'll give you a rush."

"Then send another telegram." Yang Rui said decisively.

Wu Qian waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I'll go to the elder sister of the telegram and tell her to give you another copy in the name of unsuccessful delivery. It doesn't need to cost more."

"It's okay..." Behind Yang Rui, there was an Englishman chasing after him to give the money, and he said, "I should have sent several telegrams just now..."

"It's free, so why pay for it? It's all the country's money anyway." When Wu Qian said the last sentence, she lowered her voice, leaned over the counter with her upper body, and pushed half of her chest out of her body.

Yang Rui glanced at it unconsciously, only feeling that his anxiety had been relieved.

Anti-anxiety drugs and so on are really high-end products.

Wu Qian didn't seem to notice Yang Rui's eyes. After smiling, she went to the telegraph room to talk.

The woman who took the telegram was about forty years old, and she took a look at Yang Rui through the window before starting to retake the telegram.

Yang Rui didn't wait for the free products either. After a while, he wrote another telegram with "urgent, return within minutes" and handed it in.

Wu Qian glared at him angrily, and said, "A ten-character telegram costs more than two yuan. There is nothing in your telegram. Is it worth it? Whoever receives the telegram doesn't know it's urgent."

These days, when a person receives a telegram, he or she is very anxious. There is no major event, no urgent matter, and most people will not send a telegram.

Yang Rui said helplessly: "We are not afraid of procrastinating, but we are afraid of not being able to explain things clearly. You should give it out quickly."

"You said it, then I'll be fine." Wu Qian couldn't help at this time, and could only collect money according to the regulations.

In less than thirty minutes, a telegram finally came back.

Wu Qian informed Yang Rui immediately, and Yang Rui hurriedly said, "Please let me translate it as soon as possible, I need it urgently."

Seeing Yang Rui's expression of anxiety and relief, Wu Qian smiled and said, "Add more money."

"Add!" Yang Rui took out the wallet.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Qian knew that he was really anxious, so she didn't dare to tease him any more, so she hurried into the inner room and asked the telegram elder sister to do the translation.

The telegram goes from one side to the other. No matter how simple the code is, it still needs to be decoded and translated into Chinese characters. The request of the post office is usually that the telegram is sent on the same day, that's all.

Theoretically speaking, if the elder sister of the telegram translated the telegram today, it would be regarded as having completed the basic work of the government. Only after finding an acquaintance can the translation be done immediately.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, and watching an hour pass, Wu Qian took out the telegram and said, "You guys are really wasting money. Such a long telegram doesn't cost hundreds of dollars."

Yang Rui didn't care about gossip, just nodded casually, and read the telegram first.

The first half of the telegram is the recent movement of Zeneca collected by the Hong Kong company. This is their daily work and belongs to the synchronization of intelligence with major partners. In the second half of the telegram, it was time to guess the question.

The Hong Kong company was not prepared for Yang Rui's question, that is, why Zeneca rushed to sign the coenzyme catalyst contract, so it could only make various guesses.

Yang Ru read one by one, turning her head quickly.

It wasn't until the last one that Yang Rui saw some hope:

Nobel laureate Dalbecco testified for Yang Rui in court.

Yang Rui gritted his teeth at the short sentence: "What is the content of the testimony, half of what you say is nothing."

He instinctively felt that this article was related to Zeneca, and only this article was international news, which might spread to the UK because of the Nobel Prize winner.

However, the person opposite him was not an employee of the Hong Kong company, but the ignorant little beauty Wu Qian.

If there was any further delay, it would be too late to rush back, but Yang Rui still decided to make another telegram, pulled out a telegram form, and scribbled on it.

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