Chapter 120 Sorry, Not For Sale
Ryan rejected her proposal.
The lady's expression remained unchanged, still smiling: "How about this, I'll add another 50 million. You should know the price at the auction house. The general top-quality boxing gloves are only worth this price. If you don't want to take the money, I can also help you exchange for a piece of fighting protective gear of the same quality at the Chamber of Commerce."
After a pause, she saw that Ryan had no expression on his face, and continued, "You know, this pair of gloves means a lot to my daughter. Just consider it as a mother's request, so I hope you can give it up. Your generosity will win the friendship of our Sunflower Chamber of Commerce."
They use intimidation, inducement, and now they are playing the emotional card.
Ryan had to admit that this woman was extraordinary and had a perfect grasp of people's hearts.
She is a qualified business person.
One hundred million lizos, that’s really the price of most high-end protective gear.
But that is just ordinary, not a "famous instrument".
[Carnap's Sacred Gauntlet] Not to mention its effectiveness, the workmanship produced by Master Primo, coupled with the significance of the [Iron Fist] that made Rudolf Carnap famous, is unique in the world.
The material cost of the protective gear is this price, but if you really want to buy it, no matter what price you offer, it depends on whether people are willing to sell it. It is normal to have a premium of three to five times.
Besides, Ryan has no intention of selling.
Compared to money, he prefers a pair of gloves that fit his hands.
Moreover, the lady said something wrong.
You said you were "friends of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce", and he really agreed immediately. After all, Ryan still owed a big favor to the president of Canossa.
But this "friendship of the Sunflower Chamber of Commerce" of yours, why should I give you face?
There will definitely be enemies in the future, so why would I help you?
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At this time, the unusual redness on Tust's face also disappeared.
Ryan guessed that this woman might be involved with the old man and was afraid that it would cause misunderstanding.
He didn't rush to refuse, but asked, "What's your name, Madam?"
There was no need for the noble lady to speak hastily at this stage. The housekeeper beside her proudly introduced, "This is the eldest daughter of Lord Seth von Sebel, the Minister of Commerce of the Omar Empire, the Marquis of Xiangshan, and the current Vice President of the Sunflower Chamber of Commerce, Ms. Phoebe von Sebel."
The identity introduction of aristocrats always comes with a long list of titles, identities, etc., and their social relationships are clear at a glance.
Ryan had never heard of this woman's name.
However, the "intelligent brain" records the biography of the "Marquis of Xiangshan", Seth von Sabier, which is quite inspiring.
I heard that he was also a small viscount 20 or 30 years ago. Later, he climbed up to the position of Minister of Commerce of Omar, successfully squeezed into the circle of high-ranking nobles in the Omar royal capital, and became famous.
Mr. Tust finally couldn't help but asked with a trembling voice: "Excuse me, madam, do you know a lady named 'Elma Garcia'?"
Hearing this, the noble lady named Phoebe looked at the old man calmly and said calmly, "I don't know him."
She lied.
Of course she had heard of the name.
Because this was her mother's name before she got married.
But she didn't want to have anything to do with this old man who looked like he had crawled out of a cemetery.
Ever since his father became the "Secretary of Commerce", the Lopez family has become the most sought-after business elite in Oma, and has also seen too many poor relatives who want to curry favor with him by taking advantage of a few connections.
Tust still didn't give up and said again: "She has a red mole at the corner of her lip and long wine-red hair. She was as beautiful as you when she was young..."
"I'm sorry, old man, I don't know the person you are talking about."
The lady smiled gently and interrupted him.
Haha, a scavenger living in a tent?
He couldn't even get a room in the mechanical city of the camp, so he was definitely not from one of the five major families of the "City of Glory" or any high-ranking nobles of the two empires.
Although she didn't show any abnormality on her face, she looked down on these low-class people from the bottom of her heart.
The lady turned her gaze back to Ryan and went straight back to the topic, "Mr. Ryan, what do you think of my suggestion?"
When Ryan saw this, he probably understood what was going on, so he turned around and asked, "Grandpa Tuster, what do you think?"
If this woman really has a past relationship with old man Tust, it's not impossible to give her some face.
Tust didn't look at the lady and said, "Little Ryan, that's your business. You don't need to ask me. I just think this lady looks like a friend I knew before."
After a pause, the expectation in his eyes finally dimmed completely, "It seems that I was wrong..."
Hearing this, Ryan raised his eyebrows and said to the lady, "Sorry, ma'am. I have no intention of selling the spoils for the time being."
"Will you really not reconsider it?"
"Yes."
"The price is negotiable."
"No need to talk about it. No need to sell it."
Hearing this, the smile on the lady's face instantly disappeared.
The butler at the side couldn't help himself any longer, and jumped out impatiently, scolding: "Have you thought it through? It's ok that you used despicable means to win my lady, but do you really think that this thing is yours once you get it in your hands? You..."
"Forget it, let's go."
After all, the noble lady was a business person who knew how to weigh the pros and cons. Although the housekeeper spoke her true feelings, she did not intend to completely break up with him. "Since the little brother is unwilling to give up, it is a pity."
"No."
Ryan snorted coldly and ignored him.
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I drove away those uninvited guests.
Ryan started tinkering with the potion materials again. No wonder serious scientists don't like too much socializing. These behaviors are really a waste of time and experience.
And old man Tust was still lying in the chair in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.
Ryan didn't disturb him and quietly packed up the potions.
Little Carl was also there helping to clean up the broken glass test tubes on the ground.
Suddenly, the old man spoke: "Ryan boy, little Carl, don't you want to know why I lost my composure just now?"
Carl didn't quite understand the emotional world of adults yet, and blinked in confusion.
Although Ryan thought of something, he pretended not to know and asked, "Did that lady remind you of some old friends?"
Tust nodded, his cloudy eyes became deeper and deeper, flashing with the light of reminiscence.
"When I was young, I loved a girl. She also had wine-red hair like this... Oh, no! To be exact, they looked almost exactly the same."
He pondered for a moment and then recounted the events that happened thirty years ago, which he had never mentioned in front of anyone.
When talking about the girl in his heart, the old man's face was filled with a warm smile that had never been seen before.
"When I was six years old, I entered the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences. When I was fourteen, I received the 'Advanced Mechanic' assessment medal and graduated with the highest score in the academy. After that, I worked as an assistant teacher in the academy..."
"I only like to do scientific research. I have no interest in positions, honors, patents, socializing...anything that wastes time. As long as I am given the necessary conditions for research, I am not even willing to leave the laboratory..."
"And she accompanied me through the best time of my life..."
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Ryan listened quietly.
He had heard a general idea from Basel before, but the focus was on the "scandal".
Now, the old man is talking about the most beautiful love in his youth.
He finally understood why the old man lost his composure when he saw the noble lady just now.
For a truly top scientist like Tust, his emotional world is as pure as a mathematical formula: 1+1=2, and it can only be equal to 2.
They devote all their enthusiasm to science, and the little love for life that is left is only enough to love one person.
They won't fall in love with someone easily, but once they do, it's for life.
but,
This story begins with hearing,
Ryan knew it would end in tragedy.
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In fact, when Ryan first heard about the "scandal" of the Royal Academy of Sciences from Basel, he discovered several obvious suspicious points.
Tust made a scene, saying that the second-generation official 'Brendan' had stolen hundreds of his patents.
This is very intriguing. The creation cycle of hundreds of patents must be very long. If it is a one-time stolen application, it will easily arouse suspicion.
If it is a long-term stealing process, then a close person who has regular access to Tust's scientific research is needed.
The old man had a very withdrawn personality when he was young, and there was only one outsider who could stay in his laboratory for a long time.
That was the girl in his story, "Alma Garcia".
Moreover, the toxin in the old man's body was very special. It was a muscle atrophy toxin that the medical community could not detect at all thirty years ago.
This is a toxin that can gradually shrink the human body without affecting the brain.
If Tust had not undergone brain isolation early on, he would not be alive today.
Ryan combined other clues and the conspiracy suddenly came to light.
Some people want him to use his brain, but they also hope that he could die at any time due to his physical condition without arousing suspicion.
Therefore, an undetectable chronic toxin is needed.
The "scandal" broke out suddenly and had a great impact on the then President of the Academy of Sciences.
As the investigation process was launched, some people naturally suspected "Elma Garcia". If it was true that the technology was stolen, then the testimony of this woman would be particularly important.
But unfortunately, according to Tust, his lover committed suicide by jumping into the lake because she could not bear the humiliation.
The death of this key figure turned Tust’s appeal into a “false accusation”, which eventually led to his downfall and the destruction of his family.
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Then, things returned to reality.
From a genetic point of view, the noble lady just now is most likely directly related to the girl named "Alma Garcia" in the story.
This is very dramatic.
The girl who committed suicide to prove her chastity not only survived, but also married a nobleman and is now a marquise with a comfortable life.
Obviously, this may be a bloody story .
Ryan didn't comment, even though he guessed it wasn't a happy love story.
Thirty years is enough time for people to figure everything out.
Perhaps, old man Tust had guessed something a long time ago.
But in the story he told, there was not... even a trace of hatred.
Finally, Tust finished telling the story.
The dying old man made his last wish before he died: "If my body allows, I want to go back to the capital of Omar..."
Go and take another look at the homeland that once hurt him the most.
Karl immediately said: “Grandpa, I’ll go with you.”
"Grandpa Tust, I'll go with you when you recover."
Ryan knew very well that his body probably no longer allowed him to cross the mountains and return to the Omar Empire east of the "Alcolon Mountains".
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After listening to Tust's story,
Ryan felt that this old man was "obsessed" with feelings, just like his attitude towards science, which was consistent from beginning to end.
But it's a good thing.
At least it seems that old man Tust has a new determination to live.
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I don't know why, but today seems to be particularly lively.
The troubles continued.
It even alarmed Basel in the dark.
"Ryan , be careful these days. It's best not to leave the base. There might be some trouble."
"You mean... the people from the Sunflower Chamber of Commerce will come to trouble me?"
"Haha, those guys, if they really have bad intentions, I'll kill as many as they come, what's the big deal about that?"
"What do you mean by . . . ?"
"Have you seen the blue-tailed eagles in the sky? They have been circling in the clouds for the whole afternoon. They followed us when the people from 'Iron Boots' returned to the base..."
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