Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 602

Medicine is a completely new industry to graemet. As long as businessmen with normal brains do not want to start multi-line operations when their foothold is not stable, and choose the new drug R & D route with unknown return and high risk.

However, grammett left. In his words, he was disappointed with scholars and researchers in various regions.

So he organized a group of researchers with ambition to solve Fusarium wilt, established the initial team and began his own research on Fusarium wilt.

"The research institutes that studied Fusarium wilt did not accept my donation. Most of them had the brand of other enterprises behind them, and I couldn't wait for the good news for the grass elves, so I decided to do it myself."

"I've lost Miss skirt. At least I hope... Other children who like grass elves don't have to roll every time they meet grass elves."

"I hope I can do something in my lifetime. At least when I leave the world, I can tell her that although it is a little late, I have found a way to solve your disease."

Speaking of this, Gran Mitton smiled and asked, "do you believe in reincarnation?"

In addition to the belief of elves, the traditional belief of mankind is still popular in this world.

Perhaps because of the deep-rooted thought of the previous life, Luther was unwilling to believe in the traditional beliefs of mankind.

He has seen divine beasts and their power, the terrible power enough to overturn mountains and seas, but he has never seen the gods of human faith come into this world.

Luther shook his head slowly.

"Is that so?" graemet was not surprised by Luther's answer. He said faintly, "but I believe it."

"I didn't believe it before, but now I'm willing to believe it. The divine beast is ethereal, and the gods that human beings believe in are also ethereal. I'm willing to try to believe it. Otherwise, I won't have the chance to see her again."

Graemet stood up and motioned Luther to follow him.

The wild goose, who was uneasy about graemet, got up and wanted to follow, but was pulled by Myra.

Myra was not worried about Lutheran's problems, but commanded rose redo not far away to exchange some snacks for herself.

Next to glanmitt's study was a spacious bedroom, and at the end of the corridor was a tight door.

Graemet took out the key and opened it gently.

Luther was stunned when he followed his footsteps into the room.

The furnishings of the room are quite old, and the style seems to go back... More than 20 years ago.

Miss skirt's puppets filled every corner of the room, and the wind chimes on the window were also miss skirt's style. The patterns printed on the quilt and on the table lamp were almost what Luther saw.

If you change a person, Lutheran will feel that this is something that a miss skirt can do.

However, with the retro furnishings and the only picture on the very old desk without pattern, Luther sighed sadly.

In the picture, it is an unusually young grammett, holding Miss skirt for a group photo.

In the photo, grammett's sideburns have climbed white hair, his skin has some wrinkles, and his youth is gone.

Once, Luther was shocked by the feathers falling from the sky, and felt tears for the thousands of years of fetters and mutual watch relationship between the falling feather town and the flying elves.

Now looking at the room, he didn't know what to say.

Projecting a small world of all men's memories and best memories, graemet seems to seal all the best things here and greedily wants to go back to the time that can't go back at all.

"I promised her that as long as I had money, I would give her a new home, a much larger room, and all the things printed with her appearance would fill the room..."

"Now I've done it, but it's a little too late." granmet's expression was calm, but the tears in his eyes betrayed him.

"In the last R & D, all shareholders and investors withdrew their investment in me and chose another team without delay and breakthrough."

"I know, that's because I don't have a reputation and no one helps me endorse," said graemet. "A trainer with a map is easier to win the trust of strangers than a trainer without a map. You're a trainer, you should understand."

Luther nodded, and the illustrated book served as an endorsement to tell others that you were favored by the Regional Institute and were innocent.

"Research breakthroughs do not happen overnight. Many new drugs and vaccines often take years or even decades to successfully develop. In this process, investors and shareholders will be disappointed with the prospect of R & D and withdraw their capital one after another."

"However, in terms of investment, this withdrawal will cause panic, make the outside world generally look down on your prospects, and form a stampede escape..."

Graemet clenched his fist and said reluctantly, "in Carlos, I have been widely looked down upon by people in the circle, so I can only go to other regions. Finally, I chose Shenao."

"I strive to cooperate with Shenao's famous families and enterprises, pick up my old business again, and make the surrounding areas of ELF pets, so as to ensure that there are funds to invest in R & D stably."

"But this is not enough. I need a necessary cardiotonic and someone to help me when R & D is faltering!"

Luther sighed: "so your intention is not to buy land at all. It doesn't matter whether you go to the island or not. The most important thing is an opportunity to get in touch with herona."

Grammett nodded heavily, then looked at Luther with hopeful eyes: "four million, give me a chance."

Luther closed his eyes, rubbed the corners of his eyes, shook his head and said, "I refuse."

Glanmitt was stunned and gritted his teeth: "my current working capital is 13 million. In order to ensure emergency, I need to leave 4 million and the remaining 9 million to you!"

"I refuse."

"Why?" Gromit couldn't help yelling.

Luther glanced coldly at graemet, who realized his gaffe, adjusted his breath and said he was sorry.

Looking at the smiling skirt lady in the photo, Luther said calmly, "your way of doing things makes me preconceived and have dislike and doubt about you."

"I know you want to use a vase to get me out of the background, but... I hate this way of not talking."

Luther was a little upset for no reason.

I don't know whether it's because I heard the story or because I saw Miss skirt's smile. I'm just a little upset.

"You really have a brain problem. As long as people grow up, the less they can speak?"

"If you seriously and sincerely discuss with me, will I have a pimple like this?"

"With so many twists and turns, it's hard for me to trust you!"