This is just a cryogenic center, not a transplant center, and this business is not carried out on the surface. Moreover, the legal provisions of Immigration Star are very clear that unauthorized transplant surgery is a serious violation of the law.

Manager Cheng did mention that he could ask someone for help last time, but at this point he kept shaking his head and denying it, "According to the law..."

Zhao Hui directly interrupted the other party, "Who told you what regulations?"

"Mr. Zhao, what do you mean..."

The experienced Manager Cheng immediately smelled the business opportunity from the conversation. He had mentioned it to Mr. Zhao in the basement last time. Now he pretended to be noble and just lay the groundwork for bargaining.

Even though there were only two people in the office, Zhao Hui still lowered his voice: "You and I know."

"Mr. Zhao..."

Situ Yao kept making the phone vibrate, but there was no other sound. Zhao Hui patted his pocket and whispered: "Don't make trouble."

Manager Cheng thought Mr. Zhao was talking to him, and after a 180-degree turn, he said mysteriously: "This will cost a lot."

Zhao Hui smiled slightly and said lightly: "The cost is equal to money and time, right?"

Manager Cheng leaned back deeply into the sofa and responded slowly: "You understand."

Of course, both people who are talking about business understand, and the key question is how much money can be paid.

"I can't wait too long, money shouldn't be a big deal."

"How much can you pay?"

"What do you think should be?"

In the black market medical intermediary circle, Manager Cheng is definitely an old man, and Zhao Hui hopes that the other party will quote a price first.

Manager Cheng stretched out four fingers, "What about this number?"

"Four million?" Zhao Hui estimated that it should be based on the "million". He had read about related brain transplant surgery online before, saying that a surgery would cost millions.

"This is a big risk. It is not that simple to find a suitable donor." Manager Cheng further explained the reasons for asking for a price.

Zhao Hui has his own preparations, "Haha! I have a donor."

"Mr. Zhao is really a very extraordinary method and deserves his background."

Currently, all population information in Beining City is in the government management system. It is basically impossible to get a suitable brain donor. Even if someone voluntarily donates, it will inevitably handle complex procedures through professional institutions. Moreover, the brain is not in the transplanted organ list so far.

Mr. Zhao can get a brain donor, it can be said that his ability is already great. Unless he makes a Stormman's brain, what's the point if that's true? Could it be that if a vegetable turns into a Stormman, it's all about fulfilling his wish?

When the other party was imagining infinitely, Zhao Hui said seriously: "Ai smart, right?"

It was completely beyond Manager Cheng's "professional" acceptance, and he almost popped up from the sofa, "What?"

Thousands of years ago, some people proposed the concept of bionic humans and synthetic brains. Many scientific research institutions have succeeded before nuclear war, but related technologies have never been widely used after nuclear war.

Zhao Hui asked calmly: "How about transplanting the intelligent program to her brain and replacing the neurons that are now necrotic and lesions?"

He didn't doubt whether this technology existed at all, as if he was asking Manager Cheng whether the idea was good or not.

Manager Cheng leaned back to the sofa and said slowly: "Mr. Zhao is joking?"

"No kidding."

"this……"

"I'll just say whether it can be done!" Zhao Hui became a little impatient. How could he get so much trouble when he negotiated a business? He has been doing illegal activities all the time, so why bother to show his hands and feet at this time?

Manager Cheng sighed helplessly, took a sip of espresso and said, "Although the donor problem is solved, it is more complicated than real-life brain transplant replacement, you know."

Seeing that the other party was staring at him, Zhao Hui picked up the coffee and sniffed it to show respect, but he still wouldn't really drink it.

"I don't know anything. I just know that if you help me with this, money is not a problem."

Unexpectedly, Manager Cheng shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult!"

"Five million." Zhao Hui guessed that it was money, and since four million was not enough, add it.

"Mr. Zhao, it's not a matter of money, there's nothing I can do. I thought it was a biological transplant..."

Faced with this kind of trick of increasing prices, Zhao Hui could fully understand, "Ten million."

Manager Cheng has enough resources, and he feels that he has at least 80% of the initiative. "You can't find such mature technology around the world..."

"Immature does not mean there is no, right? There should be many people who want to make money."

"Whatever you think."

Chen Nannan is now in the freezing center. It is relatively troublesome to go to other people for surgery. Zhao Hui hesitated and gave him the ultimate price he thought was "twenty million."

Sure enough, the fat man's eyes were shining, but he was so cunning that he only let this excitement flash by, and then pretended to be nothing and said, "Think about it."

"I don't have much time to consider..." Zhao Hui looked at the ceiling squintly, as if calculating how much time he could give Manager Cheng. Soon he came up with the result, "Three days..., up to three days."

Faced with the temptation of 20 million, Manager Cheng had no choice but to refuse. Not to mention giving him three days, he would agree to not let the business go away even if it was a day. As the customer said, there are many people doing such things on this planet. Zhao Hui could find the person who took the 20 million.

Both parties have demands, and the business has finally been negotiated.

"If Mr. Zhao doesn't mind, I'll make a few calls."

He actually wanted Zhao Hui to avoid it. This industry is very mysterious. Communication and communication must be kept low-key, and maybe he will lose his head tomorrow.

Zhao Hui understood the wink, clapped his hands and stood up and walked out of the office.

The staff only work during the day, and it is now off work, so the office building looks extremely quiet.

He sat bored to the last row, just like he sat in Lihao's office two years ago. He was filled with thoughts in an instant, and there was too much happening after leaving Lihao, and he couldn't even remember every detail and faced new problems.

If this operation can be successful as expected, how to get along with Chen Nannan is also a question? Is "she" Chen Nannan or Situ Yao?

I couldn't help but take out my cell phone and wanted to talk to Situ Yao about this issue.

But Situ Yao didn't say a word, just looked at Zhao Hui quietly.

Even Zhao Hui didn't know what to say when he really wanted to speak, but the two of them were silent like this, as if they were trapped in endless darkness. This was a kind of fear of the unknown, and everyone was afraid to face it.

After a long time, Zhao Hui finally mustered up the courage, "I want to..."

But at this moment, a light shot through the office, and the "creaking" sound of the door opened interrupted him. The fat manager stood at the door and waved to him, indicating that the call had ended.

Zhao Hui stood up and put his phone back in his pocket.

"when?"
Chapter completed!