All developments were in accordance with Song Sanxi's plan.
The Secret Envoy of the State, under the leadership of Ding Cheng, naturally cooperated closely.
Ding Cheng was also stunned when he heard about Song Sanxi's medical research results.
I never expected that this man had such profound medical attainments.
Involuntarily, Ding Cheng also looked at Song Sanxi with a high regard.
Ding Cheng and his party were two days late and arrived at Manga, the city designated by the Ayin Kingdom.
There, negotiations between the two parties began.
Negotiation is about bargaining and even quarreling for the sake of profit, victory or defeat, and human life.
This is very normal internationally.
Ding Cheng is a good negotiator, but he just wants to delay time.
A Yin didn't know Ding Cheng's original intention, let alone Song Sanxi's plan.
They have lives in their hands, but they are not afraid that the Great Dream Kingdom will not submit.
In particular, Xie Zelong, the son of the king, is the biggest bargaining chip!
Therefore, the Ayin Kingdom did not panic. When it came to collapse, it directly said that in five days, if your Dream Kingdom does not agree, then we will increase the money and kill one person for you to see.
Ding Cheng knew that the other party could say what he said and could do it, but he sneered: "Since we are already negotiating, you actually kill people and kill hostages. Is Ayin so dirty and despicable? Peace talks are talks, not fighting and killing. You basically
Don’t you give up any principles?”
A Yin's representative snorted several times and said, "Just don't be shameless. Just wait and see!"
Then, after an unpleasant negotiation ends, just continue the next day.
The next day, Ding Cheng said he had a headache and stopped talking.
On the third day, Ding Cheng still had a headache.
On the fourth day, the talks resumed, but they still couldn't reach an agreement. Ding Cheng said that the bottom line of Dreamland was still US$500 million.
The two parties argued for a long time, but to no avail, so they continued to wait until tomorrow.
Tomorrow, Ding Cheng will have a stomachache, haha...
Anyway, it’s just a tactic of procrastination. Ding Cheng doesn’t rule out that if he can’t hold off anymore at the critical moment, he will say that his mother is dead and he will go back to the country for the funeral, and we will talk about it when he comes back.
Negotiate, delay, whatever it takes.
As for the Han family, the old man was extremely happy. He felt that Song Sanxi, this little brat, really had a bright future!
It seems that Song Sanxi's medical achievements will be helpful for the secret talks between the two parties.
Mr. Han knew about Song Sanxi's plan and felt that this boy could do anything, he was awesome!
Mr. Han was deeply moved by his third son, Han Fafa, who had been following him all year round, and said: "Fafa, are you convinced? I'm asking you, little Song Zaizai, are you convinced?"
That proud tone sounded as if Song Sanxi was his grandson.
Han Fafa nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I believe it, I believe it, I must believe it! This kid can do it! It seems that there is a chance that Shengchao and the others will be rescued! It seems..."
He almost said: Recruit Song Sanxi as his son-in-law.
However, he still held it in, with a smile on his face, and he was very excited.
Mr. Han didn't know his son's little fame. He touched his chin and looked forward to it. "There are many famous people in the world. Let's look at today. The leaders of the younger generation still have three blessings! Now, I feel at ease. With three blessings, everything will be fine."
Damn it! Shengchao, this loser, will definitely come back safely."
"Waste..." Han Fafa was depressed.
But, thinking about it, I can only laugh.
Compared with Song Sanxi, how many young people in this world are not considered useless? I'm afraid, there are very few, right?
Han and his son are still full of expectations...
As for Song Sanxi's plane, after a five-hour long flight, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon local time due to the time difference.
On the plane, Song Sanxi had lunch.
I was traveling in first class, and the food was of a very high standard, and the food was pretty good.
After getting off the ground, as soon as I arrived at the gangway entrance, I saw reception staff from Demanga University waiting below.
A bearded middle-aged man was accompanied by a very beautiful young woman in her thirties, holding an English sign in her hand.
The sign reads: Warmly welcome Professor Song Sanxi to visit Demanga University. Medicine knows no borders and dedication is above all else.
Song Sanxi looked at the sign, smiled calmly, and walked slowly down the gangway.
The man who came to pick him up was the dean and administrative assistant of Demanga Medical College.
They have already learned about Song Sanxi's information.
It was found out that Song Sanxi was a graduate of the Royal Medical College of England.
This is of course the credit of Cheng Yingxue, who gave Song Sanxi a resounding gold-plated reputation, and it was very tough.
Demanga University is also convinced.
In particular, the victory over Indian smallpox made them take a high look at Song Sanxi, hoping that he would come to give lectures and see if they could talk about vaccines.
People recognized Song Sanxi within two steps of her arrival.
A man and a woman waved excitedly and called Professor Song.
Of course they had seen Song Sanxi's photos, and they were extremely familiar with them.
After all, medical giants are deeply rooted in people's hearts.
As senior medical experts from the Ayin Kingdom, they naturally paid close attention to Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi waved her hands, smiled, and went down calmly.
Behind him, many people who got off the plane were shocked.
I’ve never seen such a young professor!
The two leaders of Demanjia Medical College who were picking up the plane actually looked at each other and were quite surprised!
After all, Song Sanxi looks younger, more handsome, and personable in real life.
The administrative assistant looked a little straight-eyed.
The dean next to him could not help coughing twice, and said in a low voice in Indian: "Don't be too infatuated, pay attention to your image, don't act like this in front of Professor Song!"
Seeing what he said, the assistant's face turned red and he felt quite uncomfortable, haha.
However, that rosy face was a little more charming and charming.
Ayin women are naturally born with big and lively eyes.
Coupled with this charming appearance, it is really touching.
Song Sanxi looked at it and secretly praised it, not bad!
Her figure, face, and look are all amazing!
He quickly got off the plane, shook hands with the two of them, and exchanged pleasantries.
Song Sanxi's fluent English is much better than the other party's Indian English.
This can't help but make people take a high look and praise it from the bottom of their hearts.
Without saying much, the two of them walked to the VIP aisle of the airport to welcome Song Sanxi.
After exiting the VIP channel, airport staff will lead you to the parking lot.
In the parking lot, three luxury Mercedes-Benz cars were waiting.
The two deans accompanied Song Sanxi and got into the middle car. The cars in front and behind were attendants, and they were also in front of each other.
Song Sanxi smiled in the car and said: "Isn't the Land Rover in your country very good? All the rich tycoons in our dream country love this car!"
The dean chuckled and said: "It is better to receive a Mercedes-Benz, which is solemn and grand. The Land Rover has a shiny leather surface, is not comfortable enough, and has many minor problems. Professor Song is our distinguished guest, and we cannot neglect it."
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "You're welcome, Dean. Where are we going?"
"Professor Song has come a long way and is tired from the journey. We should take a break and go to the hotel for dinner first, and then you have a good rest. In the afternoon, Jialan and I will accompany you to visit the city of Demanga. In the evening, there is a very tall man
Please accept Professor Song’s banquet. You won’t start lecturing until tomorrow, is that okay?”
"Oh? Very high-level? Dean, can you explain it more clearly?" Song Sanxi asked curiously.