"The negotiations have reached an impasse, sister, it's been almost a month since I came here, and there has been little progress." Ye Fangqian preached on the phone with some complaints.

If it weren't for the fact that the release of biotechnology is related to the change in the medical situation of the entire international community, the US official will probably delay for a long time before issuing an official statement, and the negotiations on technical extradition are even more far away. However, I have received the news that the recent health conference of the United Nations may propose a cooperative development project related to this biotechnology in order to put it into practical use as soon as possible in order to improve the current medical situation in various countries, and of course I think there will definitely be an issue of preventing the proliferation of technology. Ye Fangyun had just learned the news, and Huarui did not have much power in the United States, so she could not provide more useful information to her sister. After all, the situation in the country decides. Without the support of the state or other support for the news related to this technology, it is difficult for individuals to participate in the competition.

"By the way, there is a somewhat strange thing, Shen Ruyu, who appeared on the negotiation list this time, never appeared in the queue of the negotiation team after getting off the plane." Ye Fangqian told her sister about this, originally she still had some things she wanted to ask this woman, but she couldn't find anyone, so she had to give up, but she was a little interested in it, and the boring negotiation work was really not something that ordinary people could bear.

"You are the third miss of the Shen family who asked, that person, you don't have too much contact with her, just keep a normal relationship." Ye Fangyun still has some understanding of that woman's activities, and her energy is not necessarily smaller than herself, far from being something that this sister who has just been involved in the world can handle, so it is best to keep her distance.

"What's going on with that UN issue you just talked about? How much does this negotiation have to do with it, and is it going to change from a one-to-one negotiation to a one-to-many situation? Ye Fangqian asked.

"This issue is said to have been proposed by several countries in the European Union in preparation for the next meeting, and judging from the current international impact, there is a high probability of its passage. However, it is still unknown whether the target of the topic will be able to agree, and it is not possible to have too high expectations. At the end of the day, the most advanced technology cannot be relied on to be imported, and it seems that I also need to recruit more people and invest more in this area. In that place in the United States, by the way, pay attention to whether there are suitable candidates, and it is best to study in your country, even if they are not, they can be skilled. "Ye Fangqian's task for her sister to discover talents is not the main purpose, the main thing is to exercise her ability, after all, you can't leave everything to your subordinates, it will invisibly empty herself.

"That's fine, I don't have much to do here anyway, but where should I start first?" Ye Fangqian asked again.

"You can first check the international students or experts who are engaged in the research of this topic, get their information, select the right people, and then contact them separately to explore their intentions, of course, these data collection work can be handed over to a special company to do, you mainly distinguish which people can be recruited, and the development potential is relatively high......" Ye Fangyun unconsciously said a lot.

Ye Fangqian talked to her sister until she fell asleep late at night, and under the quiet night, the temporary residence was covered with a veil of fog.

Something is happening quietly in the night.

"Bill, what's wrong with you?" Soko, who was working all night, heard the door slam open, and Bill barged in with his right shoulder.

"I'm fine, you quickly pass this thing to the client this time." He pulled out a small black box and handed it to him.

After Soko took it, he was about to help him bandage his wound, but he was weakly stopped, he pointed to the computer, and nodded to the other person's hand.

It should be some audio-visual or textual data, but it seems that the situation is too urgent, otherwise this kind of thing related to the final mission cannot be transmitted from the public network, Soko thought while connecting to the computer, quickly encrypting it, finding the secret site, logging in and starting to upload this information, fortunately the size is only a few trillions, and it only takes a few minutes.

Bill clutched his shoulders and stared at the upload window without blinking, his face growing paler as the progress bar grew.

"You're going to get to the hospital," Soko found out when he got done, and he was soaked in blood. Shocked, he hurriedly took out a roll of gauze from a drawer and bandaged him a few times to minimize blood loss.

"If you can't go, they will definitely keep an eye on those hospitals, and if you find out, it's a dead end, you can help me dial someone's phone, he is a private doctor, and he can help me take out the warhead." Bill seemed to run out of his strength and told Soko a number in a low voice.

Soko quickly dialed the phone as he had instructed, and an unfamiliar voice came from inside. The other party is not verbose, and after asking about the situation, he guarantees that he can come over within 15 minutes.

Bill's face began to show symptoms of excessive blood loss, and Soko was anxious that there was no better way but to pray that the doctor would come quickly and try to help him stop the bleeding. But he usually didn't learn much about first aid measures, and it was too late to regret it at this time.

In their anxiety, time passed slowly, but finally they heard the sound of a car parked in front of their door. He saw through the camera that it was a small orange car. After comparing the sound through the intercom at the door, he hurriedly opened the door remotely.

The car slowly drove into the yard, and when it stopped, a man with a medicine box came down from it. He wears a black trench coat that doesn't stand out at all in the night.

After a hectic period of surgeries and blood transfusions, Bill was temporarily out of danger with the help of Soko's amateur. After the anesthetic passed, Bill opened his eyes and found himself already lying on the bed, infusion.

"Looks like you've saved my life again." Bill said weakly.

"It's your own blood that saves you, and it's hard to have a stock of your blood type in the blood bank." When the man said this, he didn't show any expression and was dealing with the follow-up.

"That's why you advised me to donate some of my blood on time and store it." Bill seemed accustomed to his expression.

"Your injuries this time are much lighter, but I doubt that anyone else can hurt you now, and the previous opponent is either dead or retreating." The man asked, a little confused.

"You don't need to know this, I really want to stop this time, and your consultation fee will not be less." Bill felt weak and stopped talking.

The man saw how he was doing, and he and Soko closed the door and left the room, leaving him to rest alone.