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Latest website: Half an hour later, Chen Chen played with a weird invitation letter in his hand.

This invitation letter is dark blue as a whole, made of 270g pearl paper, with bronzing fonts on it, which looks dignified and generous.

In the center of the invitation letter is the logo of God's forbidden area, and the sentence ";to your arrival" written in small print at the bottom.

These are all normal, but if you open the inside of the invitation letter, you will find that the thickness of this invitation letter is far more than ordinary invitation letters, and even the thickness of some books is similar.

The invitation letter was about 30 pages long. The first page after opening was an introduction to the God Forbidden Organization as described by Chen Chen, and the following pages were all about the two projects "Aging Reversal Therapy" and "Cloning Organ Transplantation". photos and information.

Of course, these materials lack core parameters, and professionals may be able to see the true and false, but if you want to imitate it is impossible, you can only start from scratch.

And these invitations are not one, but eleven, and the languages ​​used in these invitations are also varied, some are in English, some are in French, and some are in Latin, Greek, Arabic and Hebrew.

The eleven invitations are aimed at eleven world-wide chaebols. These chaebols may be very well-known, or they may be unknown at all, they may be the leaders of a certain industry, or they may be the top leaders of a certain family.

However, the only thing these people have in common is that they are all over 60 years old and under 70 years old.

Chen Chen learned a truth from textbooks since he was a child:

The more difficult the struggle situation is, the more it is necessary to mobilize the power of the masses, to unite and rely on the masses, and to overcome the mistakes of Ge Ren's heroism because of recklessness (Jinchaji accent).

Don't you see, those talented and tenacious villain BOSS, which one is not because they stood on the opposite side of the world, but never thought to win over allies, and was unable to exert all their strength, and finally lost?

Therefore, even if Chen Chen wanted to carry out his plan, he would never fight alone. He wanted to weave a huge and delicious cake to lure those interest groups in.

In this way, even if the plan is exposed one day in the future, and a righteous person holds a big banner and jumps out against him, at that time it is not only himself that he wants to overthrow, but the incomparably huge interests and co-prosperity group behind him... …

That is,

Chen Chen needs to use some means to firmly bind some groups that hold money and power to his own chariot of interests, and then he can confidently and boldly develop the company and complete his century-old plan.

However, if you want to create a cake that is enough to attract "that group of people", not everyone can do it. Ordinary cakes that sell differently and have no value abound.

Therefore, Chen Chen developed two promising technologies, "aging reversal therapy" and "cloned organ transplantation".

With these two technologies, together with the ongoing projects in the research center such as "Alzheimer Reversal Therapy", "Neural Stem Cell Connection Regeneration", and "Cyclin-Dependent Kinase in Cancer Cells", it is sure to attract this group of life. The powerhouse at the end?

Chen Chen sat on the sofa, leaning on his chin with one hand and thinking silently.

When people find that their years are quietly aging and their energy is declining year by year, what will everyone do?

Ordinary people are starting to love sports, even though they may not even be able to take a few extra steps when they are young.

At the same time, they also learned to maintain health, eat only seventy percent full, no longer stay up late, no longer want to vent, just for a healthy body.

This is just ordinary people, but how would the ancient emperors who woke up and ruled the world do it?

From Qin Shihuang sending Xu Fu to Penglai Xianshan Mountain, to Han Wudi’s favored alchemist to seek elixir, and then to Tang Taizong taking Hu monk’s medicine, and suffering from a sudden illness...

Counting the ancient kings, even if they were as wise as Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu, but in his later years, who would escape the strange circle?

Human nature is like that.

Even wise emperors have to pursue longevity, not to mention these people who hold a lot of money.

Even Chen Chen was no exception.

In Chen Chen's opinion, as long as he can survive, he can give a lot of things, whether it is time, money, desire, or even human identity...

You can abandon yourself.

After all, when you die, there is nothing left, but as long as you live, there are infinite possibilities and infinite hopes.

Since they think so, then when those people who are dying and half footed in the coffin, when they see the two mature projects in Chen Chen's invitation letter, can they resist the temptation from their life instinct?

Chen Chen was looking forward to it.

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A few days later, thousands of miles away, on the British Isles in the European region.

London, known as the largest economic center in the federation and the largest city in Europe, is ushering in another sunny day for it.

The financial industry is a pillar industry in London. The stock exchange here is the most important securities trading center in the whole Commonwealth, and the headquarters of 19 Commonwealth 500 companies are located here.

On the east side of St. Paul's Cathedral in London, there is a place called "a square mile", where the buildings are densely packed with hundreds of banks and other financial institutions, which are regarded as Wall Street in London. reprint.

Because of this, "a square mile" has another more popular name - financial city.

At this moment, inside a Foster Group building in the financial city where land is expensive, Ruoman Foster was sitting on a rattan chair with a pair of heavy glasses, quietly looking out the floor-to-ceiling window.

In his hand is a copy of The Times of London, which he founded when he was young and has become the best-selling newspaper in London, selling more than a million copies every day.

The older he got, the more he liked to meditate, pondering the choices he made at a crossroads in his life when he was young.

If... if I changed a certain choice back then, would I have no regrets in my later life now?

The noon sun was warm and strong, and the sunlight shone on Norman's eyes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making Norman drowsy.

He no longer had the energy he had when he was young, but he still did not stop controlling several of his companies, so in his spare time, he developed the habit of squinting on a rattan chair every day.

But today, for some reason, Norman couldn't fall asleep.

The more it closed its eyes, the more it felt as if there was someone standing beside it.

an invisible person.

However, when he opened his eyes vigilantly and looked around, he found that no one was present except the secretary behind him and the trusted bodyguard outside the door.

And when you open your eyes, that feeling disappears quickly.

But when I closed my eyes again, that feeling of being peeped at once again emerged...

The contrast terrified him.

As a dying old man, his intuition should not be so strong. Although he kept telling himself that everything was just an illusion, the feeling of being watched by others continued to stimulate his nerves.

That being the case, I have no choice but not to sleep...

Norman sighed and picked up the newspaper in his hand again, but when he was about to continue reading the newspaper, he was suddenly stunned.

Immediately, a chill rose from the body and quickly spread to the whole body, and even his hairs stood on end!

I don't know when, the newspaper that was originally in my hand was thrown into the trash can, and in my hand, there was a strange invitation letter...