Three cups of wine went down in a row, and Ji Mo's face didn't change at all, making it impossible to tell his depth.

  Lu Fan Yun shouted to keep away others who wanted to toast, "Get out of the way, I have something important to discuss with Mo Ge."

  What he said is something everyone knows more or less about. If I'm not wrong, it's probably the investment that has been delayed for a long time recently.

  Logically speaking, as a young master of the Lu family, he should have many people trying to curry favor with him and rushing to give him money, it shouldn't be so difficult to get an investment.

  Unfortunately, Mr. Lu Xiaoshao's father disagreed.

  Lu's family has been in politics for generations, and those who are in politics must be extremely cautious, not allowing even the slightest mistake or misstep.

  If Lu Fengyun were more mature and stable, he would think about doing business, and his father would also follow him. But among the younger generation of the Lu family, only he had a jumping personality, even Lu Peichuan was better than him.

  His father was worried that Lu Fengyun would be unknowingly exploited, so he spread the word and did not allow outsiders to invest in Lu Fengyun.

  Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves remembering, he did this to prevent malicious people from using Lu Fengyun's hands to deal with the Lu family.

  Lu Fan Yun is not really stupid either. His arms are destined to be no match for his thighs, and when it comes to going up against his own father, there's no chance of winning.

  It's impossible for him to give up like this. Although he is a bit of a free spirit, he is not someone who loses interest quickly, and he really is interested in business.

  After some thought, he felt that doing business should start with his own family members.

  Others might harm the Lu family, but their own people wouldn't be so heartless. The principle of sharing honor and loss together is something even he understands, how could those clever people in his own household not know?

  Lu Peikuan's elder brothers are also public figures in the public eye, just like his own elder brothers. Even if they have money, it is not convenient for them to invest.

  Ke Ji Mo is different, he's the young master of the B city, and also a mixed-blood, the military has always been brutal, unlike the political circle with so many twists and turns.

  Moreover, the Ji family had been single-handedly passed down for generations until it reached Ji Mo, who knows how wealthy he was.

  After careful consideration, Ji Mo became his first choice for investment. He had mentioned it to Ji Mo twice before, but Ji Mo was busy executing tasks and didn't bother with him.

  He finally managed to borrow the opportunity to receive Lu Peichuan and invited him out, of course he had to seize the opportunity to persuade him again.

  "Moge, this time I'm not joking, don't rush to refuse, take a look at my plan first." As she spoke, Lu Fengyun forced the plan book that she had been clenching in her hand for half a day into Ji Mo's hands.

  Others also tactfully avoided eye contact, chatting with those who were chatting, drinking with those who were drinking, and gave them some space.

  Ji Mo himself had a lot of business on his hands, but his focus was always on the troops, and there were people who took care of business matters for him.

  He had noticed it when Lu Fengyun mentioned it before, but he was too busy at the time and didn't have time to deal with it.

  After carefully reviewing Lu Fengyun's plan, Lu Fengyun set his sights on a poorly managed biopharmaceutical company. This company used to focus on cosmetics, but unfortunately, it didn't have any good technology in hand. Moreover, with the saying "wealth doesn't last three generations", the current generation of operators was even more incompetent.

  Having no other way out, the older generation at home still has some guts, and they decided to cut off their losses and sell the entire company.

  Lu Fan Yun had contact with this rich second generation before, and they had drunk together in someone else's gathering. After knowing the news, his mind became active.

  He has investigated, this company's channel raw materials are all readily available, it's just that the technology is not good, and the successor is indeed a spoiled brat, doesn't have the ability, can't hold up such a big business.

  Such a good opportunity, if he doesn't take it, then he's really stupid.

  "On a technical level, what are you going to do?" Ji Mo asked, closing the plan book in his hand and leaning against the sofa.

  The company's most fatal problem still lies in the technical level, without a handy technology, it is impossible to stand firm in the turbulent business world.

  "This Mexican can rest assured, I dug up a person, his hometown is in the mountainous area of Y Province, and his family makes a living by growing some medicinal herbs. Later, this person struggled to take the exam himself, and during his university days, he interned at the Hongtu Research Institute for a period of time. Now that he's about to graduate, I took the initiative."

  As for the origin of the Macrocosm Institute, it's a long story.

  It was a medical research institute established in the early years of the country, and its name can be seen from the bottom gas of this institute. At that time, the country was turbulent, and the highest leader simply did not do it, directly drawing this institute out of the military and political affairs, authorizing the director of the institute to manage it independently.

  Even after the country stabilized later on, this decision has never changed.

  It's not that no one wanted to pick this peach, but unfortunately the leader was very decisive at the time and did not allow anyone to intervene.

  With the backing of the top leader, this institute slowly developed and later absorbed many talented people, becoming a truly massive entity.

  Moreover, the highest leader at that time had a high prestige, and before his death, he left a will, requiring the state to protect the life safety of every researcher in the institute with all its might, and not allowing any political power to touch the institute.

  Generation after generation has passed down, and I don't know how many leaders have taken office. The director of the institute has also been replaced many times.

  Most people who do scientific research have a pure mind, those who are not pure can't go far on this path and can't enter the institute. When these people with pure minds gather together, the institute is like an iron barrel, no one can pry into it.

  Later on, when some people wanted to make a move on this institute again, they didn't dare to make a move.

  Joking aside, an institute gathering the nation's top medical and pharmaceutical talents, who dares to make a move, don't they want their lives anymore or what?

  After all, no one can guarantee that they will be safe and sound for their whole life. If there is a disaster or an incurable disease, you still have to go to the doctor.

  It can be said that this Macrograph Institute has become a truly transcendent and extraordinary entity.

  "He didn't bring any private business, did he?"

  Lu Fan Yun understood Ji Mo's meaning. He was asking if this person had brought any of Hong Tu's research secrets with him. The importance of this question he still knew.

  So he waved his hand and said "Don't worry about this, he simply didn't have the ability to work at Macroview, otherwise I wouldn't even get a chance."

  It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to stay at Hongtu for further study, with so many talented people coming to Hongtu for internships every year, and only a handful can finally stay.

  "Two hundred million, I want thirty percent of the shares." Ji Mo returned the plan book to Lu Fengyun and said calmly.

  This happiness came too suddenly, Lu Fengyun almost didn't react in time. It was still Lu Peichuan who poked him hard that he came back to his senses, nodding excitedly on one side and wincing in pain on the other. This Lu Peichuan's hand was really too heavy.

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