Chapter 1185: Adding people (on)

Ronan's questioning logic has completely separated from the scope of the inner world and entered a broader but more serious field.
The concept of "dirty man" is actually not complicated. The reason is that the concept itself is not a scientific definition. It is only a genetic pollution, to be precise, it is a description of the phenomenon of "the human cell genome is suspected to be embedded with foreign genes".
This was not even a problem in those years when the three wars started with nuclear wars, or the most tragic invasions of aberrations.
However, when people's cognition is gradually returning to normal when it is about to enter the 22nd century, bluntly speaking, it is still shocking after all.
Especially when the target is particularly specific.
Wen Huilan also did not give a positive response for the first time: "We are not a scientific research department, and we are not responsible for specific distribution...
There should be boos, but the discussion was silent.
Only the look in Wen Huilan's eyes was very different.
Ronan didn't care about Wen Huilan's evasive words, and seemed to still approve of such expressions. He still allocated a part of his energy to tinker with the exoskeleton armor, and the two things went hand in hand.
He even gave Wen Huilan a chance to breathe, and turned to ask Zhugan: "Brother Zhugan, I remember that the subject of genetic pollution caused by aberrations is also a hot topic in the academic world. The research results... are still okay?"
"Ah, you should ask the octopus about this. But as far as I know, the mainstream voice in academia is still positive. Basically, the door to allow foreign genes to participate in the natural evolution of the cell genome has been completely closed after the Cambrian. Some time ago, there were also biologists who criticized the malicious rendering of related academic research by the media as "virus intrusion, read as genetic pollution"."
"so……"
Zhugan glanced at Wen Huilan, who was as quiet as ever, and shrugged her shoulders qualitatively: "Therefore, in major cities around the world, distorted products without strict harmless treatment flow into the circle of daily consumer goods. The control is strict... but it is also limited. Um, Also consider cost issues and cultural issues."
Xie Junping was a little confused: "I understand the cost, but can it still be culturally involved?"
"Social culture. You always have to let those people who work hard in society have such a "pay a certain price, you can get ahead"-the homeless "no money but life" survival mode, for For many people, it is an economical choice!
"You must know that many low-level or civilian families use things from this kind of sources as'energetic fans' and'smart drugs'. This is barely an affordable cost. Among the corresponding young people, it is not It's rare.
"Anyway, experts also say that the cell genome has a self-stabilizing system, and foreign genes will be rejected and purified. Even if one or two generations may have some problems, compared with the possibility of achieving a jump in social class authority, there are two possibilities. 'Or the latter is heavier."
Xie Junping opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, and the bamboo pole shook his finger: "This kind of problem is not appropriate for the rich and young."
In a sense it is true.
Xie Junping shut up decisively.
However, it was precisely after this round of topics that Ronan’s continuous questioning aroused the "moral high ground" stance that was clearly dispelled, which was more or less confusing.
Paper-cutting didn't dare to ask Ronan for the time being, so he quietly asked the bamboo pole sitting next to him: "What the are you doing?"
"Tell the truth." Zhugan responded in a low voice, "Didn't you see it? Boss Luo just wants to hear the truth now... the comprehensive truth."
Although it was a whisper, everyone at the scene could hear it.
Ronan still didn't reveal his clear position. He was still asking questions, but his goal changed again: "Sister Yingying, can you tell me more details about the line of Old Xiong?"
Zhang Yingying was a bit distracted just now, and only reacted after a second: "Ah...what details?"
"I remember that he said that the supply structure of that line has changed recently, so that even if the stinky puddle at the transfer point is about to be filled, they still have to seize every opportunity to increase replenishment, and all that is made up It’s an extract powder of some distorted properties."
"Oh, that's the case."
Zhang Yingying operated the projection work area, showing the sealed container that had been salvaged, as well as the unpacked powder image: "We have done inspections, and they are all distorted products mixed in a certain proportion. Because the source of raw materials is more complex, many There are dozens of them, and there are impurities, and the specific components are still being analyzed."
Xie Junping raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Huilan: "Isn't the ready-made answer here?"
Ronan nodded, but still said to Zhang Yingying: "Don’t worry about the ingredients, let’s go down to see where they are used? Who are the main customer groups? What is the sales potential? Ms. Wen said she doesn’t control the distribution channels. This part of the information blank can only be topped by us first."
Zhang Yingying looked at Wen Huilan again, who was thoughtful.
Of course, Ronan did not simply let Wen Huilan go: "Ms. Wen, as Ping said, you are the supplier, so I want the specific ingredients, production methods and cost analysis of these refined powders...
"In addition, although'Wang Xing' does not control the channels, we are not interested in bypassing you and dealing with those local dealers. So, I will give you a little time. From now on, twenty-four...no, forty-eight Please let them provide detailed and accurate data, and don’t miss every transaction record. In addition, I ask Yingying sister to prepare a copy for each item. Specifically, you two will connect. "
Ronan said that he needed to ask for details, but no one thought he wanted to be so detailed. It seemed that he would follow this route to do business in the next step...
Or uprooted.
Such a "task" obviously exceeded Wen Huilan's estimation. She was stunned there for a while, but there was no response.
In addition to Wen Huilan, the people at the discussion site exchanged glances, and there is a trend of frying pan among friends:
"This is an exercise based on the topic, to get rid of the bottom of the pot in Xiacheng of'Wang Xing'!"
"Obviously not only, it is obviously forcing the'walking' and the dealers to turn their faces."
"The dealer rebound will be very serious, right? Either against the'returning line' or against the boss of Luo."
"Hehe, why do I want to hehe?"
Ronan's method didn't seem surprising. Increase the pressure and force suppliers and distributors to bite each other? The most important thing is whether you have the ability to forcibly hold the lid of the pot when the fire oil is boiling.
No one has any doubts about this.
On the contrary, the question raised by Ronan was somewhat unpredictable.
Is this simply finding a highly sensitive area as a reason for pressure? Or are you really interested in these things?
"What's the selling point at this time! Isn't it okay to be straightforward in the group?" Zhang Yingying, who had undertaken the most important task, was obviously a little unhappy.
She believed that Ronan should have some knowledge and judgment on the smuggled goods seized, otherwise it would not be so much trouble. But this guy has really become more and more occultist tendency recently-is it true that the occult research society has stayed too much?
The nature of paper-cutting is the most gentle, and he also knows how to care for people. Finally, she seized the opportunity and asked Zhang Yingying in the group: "You are in a bad condition today. After the sisters with the surname Wen come, you will not speak much...There are situations ?"
"Go! Didn't I speak just now?"
Xie Junping followed up: "The problem is that there are a lot less words. Don't you always look down on this kind of sulky target?"
"...How do you use the word ‘sao’? Do you want to look it up in the dictionary?"
"??" Xie Junping suspected that he was on the wrong team.
Zhai Gong asked the most important sentence: "Do you know her?"
Zhang Yingying really doesn't want to discuss this issue now, but in the face of everyone's concern, she can only patiently leave a message: "I know her, she doesn't know me... It's strange to say that you don't know her."
Humph, my old lady is also selling off!
At this time, Ronan was no longer willing to give Wen Huilan a chance to buffer. He stepped off the mobile assembly platform and threw back the arm armor that had not been properly adjusted:
"Let's do it today. Ms. Wen came here for a hard journey, so you can go back to rest, as long as you remember to urge you to prepare the relevant materials...not to send it."
Such an attitude made people at the scene more and more convinced that Ronan was not just a question before, but the most specific disciplinary measure.
Wen Huilan thought about that too. Without a word, she slowly got up. Taking care of his clothes a little bit, he still has a calm posture on the whole.
After another two seconds, she finally said: "I will try my best to give you a satisfactory answer."
"It's not you." Ronan squeezed the words infrequently, "I'm talking to the representative of President Gao Wenfu."
"..."
There was silence at the scene, and when I listened carefully, there was a faint sound of cool air between the teeth.
This is an extraordinary species by name.
Then the lid of the pot that Ronan wants to press down is not necessarily just Xiacheng, but it may be half of the East Asian continent... and even spread to an even more uncontrollable range!
For a moment, Wen Huilan didn't know how to respond, but Ronan laughed at this moment:
"If it's just for Ms. Wen herself, I would ask: Do you have many fans or admirers?"
"... There used to be."
Wen Huilan adjusted her mentality with her hands close to her temples and smiled again: "I really want to ask, Professor Luo how do you see it?"
"Use your eyes." Luo Nanxu pointed to his eyes, and his smile became as gentle and polite as he was at the beginning. "At a glance, Ms. Wen is a very charming character."
Wen Huilan remained silent for another second, the smile lines on the corners of her lips were still deep, but she seemed a little bit more self-deprecating.
Ronan stretched out his hand and said for the second time: "Walk slowly, don't give it away."
Wen Huilan kept smiling, leaned slightly to Luo Nan, and thoughtfully greeted the others on the scene. Only then would she walk away with the black bodyguard who had been standing outside the court.
Zhugan and Ronan exchanged glances, and followed them out, which was considered courteous and had a beginning and an end.
Ronan watched Wen Huilan's back until she disappeared around the corner. Only the crisp and rhythmic heel hitting the ground, still lingering in the ears, did not disperse for a long time.