Chapter 2443: contract

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At this time, the police outside the cell knocked on the iron fence with a baton.
"Someone wants to see you outside," the policeman said coldly.
Nanston Kira tidy up her clothes.
Although he was wearing a prison uniform at this time, he still paid great attention to his appearance.
Nanston Kira came to a single room.
This is not the same as the last visit he had with a lawyer.
Nanston Kira was keenly aware that his lawyer was not meeting him.
At this time, a young man came in from the doorway on the other side.
A young man with a warm smile on his face.
Nanston Kira looked up and down the young man.
Gentle, young, handsome, stylish and modest.
This is what Nanston Kira felt in him.
"Hello, Professor Nanston, please sit down."
"Hello, who are you? Do we know each other?" Nanston Kira had a good opinion of the other party.
But the instinct is a bit vigilant.
After all, he knew he had provoked Chen Ye.
Who knows what Chen Kun will do against him.
Perhaps the young man in front of him was sent to tease him.
It may not even be possible to arrange a bigger trap for him.
"My name is Vinson, and I want to ask you to work for my boss."
"Sorry, you should see it. I can't work for anyone now."
"This is not a question, you just have to answer, accept, or reject, the rest is not important." Vinson said with a smile.
"I'm curious, how can I serve your boss now?"
"If you accept, of course I will be responsible for taking you out of prison. If you refuse, then it is as if I have not been here today."
"Since you can find me, then you should know, who did I mess with, do you still have the confidence to get me out of prison?"
"Of course I have my way."
Vinson pulled out a document with a smile and pushed it to Nanston Kira.
"If you agree, then sign your name on this contract. Of course, you can use your fingerprints."
Nanston Qila picked up the contract and looked carefully.
The contract has a rather weird style.
And many of the words are quite old.
Nanston Qila rubbed his contract with his fingers, not the regular rice paper.
"Are you sure this contract has legal effects?"
The contract requires him to be employed for thirty years for Vinson's boss.
Work on some special projects for Vinson's boss and refuse to allow it.
This kind of very irregular, Nanston Qila had to doubt whether this contract makes sense.
"Of course the boss has a boss to restrict you, Professor Nanston, you should understand that many times the law cannot restrict everything, such as your enemy, he is rich and powerful, so he can decide your life and death."
Although it was hurting, Nanston Qila understood that Vinson's words were actually very euphemistic.
In the face of the real rich, his resistance was indeed very futile.
"So how do I know, you didn't invite him to tease me?"
"I can't prove it." Vinson spread his hand and said, "But for you, there is no other choice now, either to spend a lifetime in a prison without a sun, or to accept the kindness I bring, anyway. The situation is no longer worse, is it? "
"I want to know what your boss wants me to do? The contract doesn't state your boss' intentions."
"Of course, use your expertise to study marine biology."
"There are many experts in marine biology, and I'm not the best."
"No, in some areas, you are the best, at least Hormius used to judge you that way."
Nanston Qila stared suddenly, staring at Vinson in amazement.
"Homithys? He also works for your boss?"
"It used to be," Vinson said calmly, "regardless of our troubles, he and his wife ruined my boss's research and ran with the research data."
Vinson also said: "However, during our cooperation, Homiusius said more than once that if it were you, you would have already worked out the results."
"No matter how beautiful you say, you can't hide it. In fact, I am the replacement of Hormius."
"No, it's not replacement, it's replacement." Vinson corrected the cognitive bias of Nanston Kira: "Even before the fallout, he didn't work out the results that satisfied my boss, so even Homi Theseus didn't rip us off, and we have to suspend cooperation. "
"It doesn't say anything about my treatment."
"What's your original income, my boss can give you ten times the treatment."
"I want more than money."
"What else do you want?"
"Revenge the Chinese for me."
"Sorry, the boss will not fight for you, if you feel capable, you can go by yourself." Vinson directly refused.
"Your boss is just the same, actually afraid of the Chinese."
"You are not worthy of having my boss go to war with that Chinese, at least you are far from worth it."
"What if I can prove my worth?"
"Then wait until you prove your worth."
"I can create unimaginable wealth for your boss," Nanston Qila said.
"When the money reaches a certain level, there is no essential difference between one billion dollars and ten billion dollars. My boss is not pursuing something so superficial as wealth.
"Ha ha ... rich people are so hypocritical."
Nanston Qila had met rich people for research funding, many rich people.
And rich people always say with their lips that when there is a certain amount of money, it is just a difference in numbers.
In fact, these rich people are still struggling to pursue greater wealth.
"What about your response? Accept? Or decline?"
"I accept it," Nanston Chila said. "You said that, this is my last chance."
Nanston Kira signed his name on the contract.
"Wise choice." Vinson smiled brightly: "You will not regret your decision."
"So when can I leave here?" Asked Nanston Kira.
"Tonight," Vinson said.
"Is it tonight? Is your efficiency so high? Can the police release me tonight?"
"Perhaps not for the police to release you."
"Is bail? My bail is very high."
"Oh ... this doesn't require your concern, you just have to be prepared and I will pick you up tonight."