Chapter 369: Only I Have My Own Law Chapter 369 Pet (3)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Associate Professor Li Tianzhu was in his thirties, short and thin, looking at first glance like a doctor; when he held the Camel Beast to examine its genitals, he looked like an old military doctor with peculiar tastes, and when he gently stroked the Camel Beast's body and said "It's fine," he looked like an old warlord who had finished his peculiar tastes.

The Camel Beast wore a resentful expression as it underwent a rectal examination, then heard Professor Li Tianzhu exclaim: "Such a strange structure, tight, coiled, how wonderful."

Chen Yi coughed hard, and said to the two professors: "These two animals were found by us by chance, so ownership belongs to me personally, and I hope you can keep it secret."

"Of course." The two answered in unison.

Although to ordinary people, discovering a new species of plant or animal is a wonderful thing, in fact, more than 5,000 marine species are discovered on Earth every year, and in hotspot regions like the Amazon Jungle, variant subspecies are countless; a knowledgeable scholar can often discover dozens or even hundreds of species.

Of course, if they carefully studied the Camel Beast, they would naturally discover its special qualities, but judging by the tropical environment of the West Continent, it is not easy to have a great difference.

Chen Yi also looked forward to the research of Li Tianzhu and Wu Fangyu, so he allowed them to take the Camel Beast back for treatment. He then asked: "If I want to clone this kind of animal, can it be done?"

"Why clone?" Wu Fangyu asked first.

Chen Yi did not answer, but asked back: "I heard that some people in Europe and America clone their pets when they die, and some even cloned up to the fourth generation; can you do that?"

"Somatic cell cloning is a bit difficult, but if it is embryonic cloning, there is no problem." Wu Fangyu knew Chen Yi did not understand, so she explained: "Embryonic cloning is actually not copying the animal itself, but copying its offspring; it is much simpler than somatic cell cloning. You know, in 1986, British scientists used embryonic cloning to produce a sheep, but it was not until 1997 that they used somatic cell cloning to produce Dolly. Dolly is that sheep. In 1991, Northwest Agricultural University and Jiangsu Agricultural College cloned a sheep; in 1993, the Chinese Academy of Sciences and Yangzhou University cloned a goat; in 1995, South China Normal University and Guangxi Agricultural University cloned a cow... Generally speaking, there are many limitations, and somatic cell cloning is expensive; companies in Europe and America currently mainly clone dogs and cats, and are powerless toward other animals."

Chen Yi immediately asked: "Why?"

"Every kind of animal needs to be researched anew, and multiple animals are needed for experiments. Of course, embryonic cloning is the same, but much simpler." Wu Fangyu looked helplessly at this creature she could not even name, and said: "It might take quite a long time."

"How long?" Chen Yi had already grown accustomed to speaking in the form of questions, so as to avoid touching upon the "Oath Keeping" faith or the "Honesty" faith.

Wu Fangyu hesitated and said: "Half a year, or a year. Hard to say."

"If you can clone this thing within half a year, I guarantee to provide 5 million US dollars in funding for your research work." Chen Yi was more willing to make such a clear promise.

Wu Fangyu immediately became excited, not caring about anything else, and nodded first: "I will definitely do it."

Chinese professors who can make money are also hard to deal with. Which normal person would let 5 million go down the drain? If one really needed to research something, especially the most expensive cutting-edge research, one would mostly go to European and American countries to find a project team. The latter are often the holders of international platforms and papers, and they simultaneously possess usage rights to some high-level instruments. If handed over to Chinese scientists, without instruments and banknotes, they can only exert subjective initiative, using simple instruments and through local methods to achieve the goal. Although this sounds passionate and stirring, because it lacks reproducibility, it basically varies from person to person, thereby turning an already high-risk investment into an extremely high-risk one.

After saying some specific content, Chen Yi called Chen Zhenxing, instructed him in a couple of sentences, then had him sign a contract with the professor, and at the same time requested: "I need to simultaneously establish three to five project teams to do similar things; consider this the top priority of the medical department."

"You're switching from racing cars to repairing them." Chen Zhenxing tactfully advised: "If you have any hobbies or interests, first organize one project and see how it goes?"

"This is a matter related to money, and I don't want to wait. If the expenses are too high, I will make more money."

After Chen Zhenxing ended the call, he secretly gave Chen Yi an evaluation of "Stubborn," and went to do things with a sullen face.

A while later, Chen Rongxi carried the bellowing Ox Beast into the living room, like walking a dog, tied him up, and tied him to the leg of the tea table, asking: "Are the people gone?"

"Yes."

"Where is the Camel Beast?" She began to look around with wide eyes.

"Sent to the hospital." Chen Yi explained, saying: "The doctors don't understand its condition very well."

"Is it okay?"

"I'm not very clear, but if it can't be treated well, stomach pumping or the like should be able to solve the problem." Chen Yi casually speculated; the hypothetical method naturally did not affect honesty.

Chen Rongxi pouted her lips, looking as if she were about to cry.

Chen Yi became anxious, saying: "You're already so old..."

"It's all their fault for being too stupid; it's clearly simulated grass, how could they eat it."

Chen Yi thought, a young beast just weaned, how would it know there is something as cruel as simulated grass in the world. Worried that he would have to coax his little sister alone, he hurriedly said: "Let's go to Father's place and see if his employees downstairs are still causing trouble."

Chen Rongxi's eyes lit up, asking: "Will it be like on the internet, with parades and demonstrations?"

"Maybe." Chen Yi was trying to lure his little sister to find Father, so as to nip the danger of "crying" in the bud.

The little sister thus became excited, and even went back to the room to get a popular digital camera, and asked: "Do I need to take a wide-angle lens? In case there are too many people, I won't be able to capture them all."

"Suit yourself." Chen Yi had a headache, went to the backyard to catch a small lizard, and made it turn into an Audi.

At his current level, turning into a raptor takes more than ten minutes, and four circles can be completed in less than ten minutes. The Illusory Dragon is like a ball; the bigger you blow it, the more troublesome it is.

When the little sister came out, she was carrying three whole sets of cameras, looking like a photojournalist, which made Chen Yi shake his head, thinking: If there really is a parade and demonstration, you will definitely be taken away by the police.

At 4 PM, the All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce, originally should have been a quiet time to prepare to get off work.

But today the situation was special, because Chen Congyu's new policy had already been posted, and the gentlemen of the Anti-Corruption Bureau were still in the conference hall, like a piece of excrement about to fall but not yet fallen, its shadow not yet covering the heads of ordinary employees.

They could naturally stand there and discuss various matters.

Along the way, Chen Yi heard all sorts of methods for dealing with merchants. Eating cards and demanding, ordinary employees could only get the "eat" part, and only the better ones could get the "demand" part; as for "cards" and "demanding," those were good things only power departments could have, and they had no chance to learn them.

Chen Rongxi, young and inexperienced, listened for a while and then said angrily: "Why not arrest them all? Those who do not labor shall not eat."

She also said a slogan.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "Arresting them is not interesting."

"Then what to do?"

"Just let them fully exert their strength; after arm-wrestling, they will know." Chen Yi helped her carry the camera, waved away the people complaining to reporters, and explained: "The people here all have connections; time must be left for them to go find connections. Otherwise, if they are suddenly arrested, the people behind them with connections will use even greater power to cause trouble."

Chen Rongxi half-understood and made an "oh" sound, asking: "Then there's no problem at Father's place, right?"

"No problem." Chen Yi teased and smiled, saying: "I'll take you to see the Western mirror."

Saying this, he pulled his little sister straight to the conference room, without a word, pushed the door open, and indeed saw a group of officials sitting at office desks, their complexions waxy yellow, or gray and defeated, or cyan-white, or withered, or congested, as if they had entered the dining table of demons and monsters.

"Who are you?" The one who could still speak was naturally an official of the Anti-Corruption Bureau, his tone serious and solemn, as if representing the dignity of the people.

"That's my dad, just hanging around." Chen Yi said, plopping down at the conference table, blinking at his old man, and asked: "How is the situation?"

"None of them have confessed yet." Chen Congyu's official secretary was newly selected, and cleverly answered a sentence.

"Oh, how is the Anti-Corruption Bureau's investigation going?"

Hearing that he was Chen Congyu's son, who among those present did not know Chen Yi? The leading division chief immediately answered: "Just started the investigation, now it is the stage of self-inspection and self-correction."

"Oh, there are many people downstairs who want to cause trouble; this needs to be handled first." Chen Yi said for his father what he could not say himself, with a slight smile on his face, saying: "You all go downstairs now, soothe the employees well, then come up, and sign an agreement document, explaining voluntary compliance with the new policy; everyone takes at least two agreement documents back; those who can't get them, ask the Anti-Corruption Bureau to intervene and investigate."

In a unit like this, almost everyone with a formal position is a relation hire; as long as these petty bureaucrats are willing, they naturally have ways to get what Chen Congyu wants.

This move is too ruthless, and it takes an unconventional approach, inevitably drawing sidelong glances.

No one could say anything bad; they filed out of the conference room in a noisy hubbub.

The Anti-Corruption Bureau chief took a sip of water, then said: "Mr. Chen, they'll probably make secret phone calls."

Chen Congyu was surprised by his son's high fighting spirit, and couldn't help but be infected by it, raising his voice: "If they can find a high official, we'll admit defeat."

The conference room door was still open; the people outside heard this sentence and nearly tripped to their deaths at the stairwell. Anyone who could find a high-ranking official willing to oppose the Chen Family — that person should at least be the All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce Chairman. How could it be Chen Congyu's turn to pick up the windfall?

Chen Yi laughed heartily while playing with his little sister's camera, watching her take random photos of the window below; no one dared stop her.

Before long, the people who went out front returned holding thick agreement documents; the noisy clamor from downstairs couldn't be heard at all.

"All 152 people, none missing." United Front Work Department Deputy Director Wang Zhihua, who is also the Federation of Industry and Commerce Deputy Chairman — he is a thoroughbred officialdom insider; stationed in Jiangning, he allied with Chen Congyu early on, and after leaving the conference hall he probably didn't slack off either.

Chen Congyu gave him a slight smile, clapped his hands, but addressed the Anti-Corruption Bureau chief: "Looks like this trip, you all came for nothing."

"Not at all, not at all; urging comrades to self-examine and self-correct is also our work."

Chen Yi felt the warm current of "Oath Keeping" at his chest, his gaze following the slanting sunset through the window, staring intently at the increasingly busy Jiangbei Wharf.

Old Dad has secured his position; it should be their turn now.

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