Chapter 3 third chapter

Monday morning, March 20, 1989 Victor and VJ agreed to go to the laboratory today.After breakfast, VJ insisted on going by bicycle, and Victor drove ahead. Despite the cold, Victor pushed back the roof of the car and let the wind blow his hair.The car was driving on the ancient bridge with rolling waves and deafening sound of water.The river was rising due to the melting of snow and ice on the Hampshire Mountains, more than a hundred miles to the north. In front of the gate of Genetic Engineering Co., Ltd., Victor's car slowly slid into the security check gate operated by the workers.The guard on duty recognized the car, waved it through, and entered the experimental area through the raised black and white gate.

Here, Victor always has a sense of pride as a master. Many buildings with different shapes and unique structures have been newly built within the huge rectangular enclosure.In the west corner, there is a three-storey building spanning the Mcly Marley dam, on which stands a clock tower that resembles the Big Ben in London, England.It used to be a power plant, but it was scrapped and closed. Victor parked the car in the dedicated parking lot, pulled down the roof, and thought about what he was about to deal with.He has mixed feelings about the future of the company.In all fairness, he would rather be a scientist, but as one of the three founders of the company, he shoulders the heavy responsibility of managing the company, and this kind of routine work takes up more and more of his scientific research time.

In 1973, Victor met Ronald, a member of the Student Association.Beekman talks about the various possible avenues for developing bioengineering, and today, technically speaking, their combination works.Bioengineer Victor, biochemist Ronald, businessman Clark.The development of Genetic Engineering Co., Ltd. co-founded and established by Fitzsis in 1975 has far exceeded expectations. Since their rise to fame in 1983, they have become rich. Victor pauses at the top of the main staircase to gaze out at the massive conglomerate outside the double arched windows, feeling a sense of pride.The company uses biogenetic engineering to uncover the mystery of human intelligence and survives and grows with its unique commercial value.Now he is full of joy to see that he is standing at the highest point of this discipline to promote the world's wisdom revolution, and perhaps the lever to uncover life in the universe is in his hands.

VJ was whistling and galloping down Stanhope Avenue, covered by his astronaut-style winter suit with gloves, at a speed of over a hundred miles. Now he is free, free like a bird, and he doesn't have to hide in front of his teachers and classmates for a whole week, and he can let go of what he wants to do. He smiled happily, and his blue pupils shone with a light that ordinary ten-year-olds would never have.His ideals are the same as his father's, for which he will eliminate any obstacles.Entering the small town of North Andorf, he slowed down and turned to the main commercial avenue, finally pushed the car into the iron frame carport in front of the bank and locked it, took off his backpack and walked through three brown stone steps into the bank in two steps.

VJ used the walkie-talkie to announce his arrival to the underground vault, and a few minutes later entered a small private room in which stood a huge safe.He carefully opened the zipper of the bag, revealing bundles of hundred-dollar bills, and VJ struggled to stuff them into the safe that already contained money. After finishing all this, VJ got on his bicycle and left, maintaining a medium speed until reaching his father's company. The doorman waved him to let him go as if he were greeting Dr. Frank. As soon as Victor stepped into the office, Colleen, the charming and efficient secretary, immediately put a stack of phone records on his desk.Victor hummed softly, all Monday morning routine dragging him away from the lab.He is currently carrying out the critical stage of a series of studies on implanting fertilized eggs into the uterus, which he started many years ago because of the great theoretical significance and economic value of this research.

Maybe it's important news.Colleen handed over a piece of pink letterhead and said. Victor saw that it was written that he should talk to Ronald as soon as possible.Beekman called.Brilliant, they've been close friends since the company's inception, but a recent dispute over whether to sell the company's stock has strained their relationship.Ronel had to do his best to oppose any measures to devalue the stock in disguise, fearing that the company would be bought out. Victor held a key vote in the vote to list the company's stock in 1983 and voted for Ronel on Clark's side. get negative votes.Although it turned out that going to society was a successful decision, Ronald always believed that Victor had betrayed his academic dignity.

At this moment, the door opened, and VJ pointed his head at his father and said, "I'll go outside for a walk." Victor waved at him absent-mindedly, thinking about what to talk about when he saw Ronelle, and then asked Colleen: Next news? Sorry, Corinne said sorry, this is Jonathan Gephardt's lawyer.Mullen's phone number. George.Gephardt is the HR manager of the company. Three years ago, he was a buyer. Recently, he was suspected of an investigation involving the disappearance of more than 100,000 US dollars from the company's bank account. He has been suspended from work.The Internal Revenue Service first discovered that he embezzled the huge sums of money deposited in the bank by the deceased employee, and Victor immediately ordered to check all the bills he purchased for the company from 1980 to 1986.Thinking of this, he sighed again, and decided to leave this matter to Ronald.

What's next?He looked up. Colleen: Sharon.Carver is waiting to see you, here is her file. He doesn't need her file, for Sharon.He knew everything about Carver.She used to be an animal caretaker in the biological development department, and was fired for neglecting her duties.Victor got up and ordered: Let her wait, I will see Ronald first. Victor walked to his partner's office through the back door of the office. Perhaps it would be more sensible to talk to Ronelle face to face. Will Brutus praise Caesar?Ronelle had to look up and question Victor, who had just entered the door. He was short and stocky, with thick, unkempt hair.

I thought it was time to discuss the stock sale.Seeing Ronald's emotional conflict, Victor answered as gently as possible. Nothing to talk about.Ronald is complaining, and I hear you're doing your best to undercut the value of the company's stock. You are wrong, I am trying to raise funds.Victor confronted. Strong words.Ronald had to say, since our research went to society, you and Clark have teamed up to deal with me. really?Victor couldn't help but sneer.Like Victor, Ronald has no orthodox management professional training, but he is more afraid of future challenges than Victor.

Don't bother me anymore, Ronelle leaned over the table, stared at Victor and said word by word, I warn you, I will take revenge. What?Victor couldn't believe his ears and wanted to bleed me?See clearly, Ronald, I'm Victor. I'm going to make your life as miserable as mine.Ronelle exclaimed angrily, if you insist on forcing me to sell the stock, I swear to do it. please.Victor didn't budge, and said calmly, call me when you are awake, there is no need for me to stand here and be threatened with my life now.After speaking, he turned and left. Victor returned to his office and saw Gephardt's lawyer Jonathan.Mullen's phone number.He sighed and dialed the phone, and the lawyer's strong New York accent came from the phone.

Good news for you.Jonathan said that my client, Mr. Gephardt, was willing to return with interest the money that had miraculously disappeared from the accounts, and had no other intention than to get the matter over as quickly as possible. I'll talk to my lawyer.Victor replied. Wait, Jonathan said, as a condition of my refund my client wants reinstatement, past annoyances and current investigations wiped out. can't do it!Victor flatly refused, and Mr. Gephardt could not be reinstated until the investigation was concluded. If you're not reasonable, said Jonathan grimly, I'll be forced to act, and then don't regret it.You are not spotless either. Goodbye, Mr. Mullen.Victor slammed the phone, fell into the armchair, and pressed the intercom to call Colleen to let Carver come in.He knew her very well, and from her first day on the job she was a constant cause for trouble, frequent absenteeism, and her file contained five letters accusing her of poor work. Sharon.Carver twisted in the door in a sexy tights, swayed and sat in the chair opposite Victor, crossed his bare long legs, and said coquettishly: Thank you for taking the time to see me. Victor looked at the photo in the file of Carver, but he was wearing ripped jeans and a flannel shirt. what can I do for you?He stared at her and asked. There are many things, she twitched, but what she is most interested in now is resuming work. no. Everything can be changed.She tugged down on the collar. Miss Carver, I must remind you that you were fired for malfeasance. Then why wasn't the man who was caught with me in the storage room not fired?Sharon lowered her legs, leaned forward provocatively and questioned, answer me! Your misbehavior on the last day was not the main reason for firing you, Victor said seriously, you know, the man you said never neglected his duties.On the day of the accident, he was on vacation, but you were not.Without further ado, I'm sure you'll continue to serve elsewhere, if you don't mind Victor standing up straight and walking towards the door. Xue Lun still sat motionless, looking at him coldly: If you refuse my reinstatement, I will accuse you of rape, ruin your reputation, and regret it too much. You've done a great job.Victor sneered. Sharon got up slowly, squinted at him, and spat: You haven't seen my true abilities yet.Then he left in a hurry. Afterwards, Victor told his secretary, Colleen, that he was going to the laboratory and that no one should disturb him except Pope. It's too late, Colleen said regretfully, Dr. Hurst is waiting for you in the reception room, looking very upset. William.Hearst, the acting director of the Oncology Department, was recently under investigation for being involved in an academic fraud and intimidation case, so let him in.Victor said helplessly. After a while, Hearst rushed into the office, went straight to Victor's desk, and shouted: I just heard that you ordered a special laboratory to verify the research results I recently published. As far as the article in this week's Boston Globe goes, I don't think it's worth the fuss.Victor replied, not sure what the madman would do if he scurried behind his desk. Damn article!Hurst exclaimed, it was written based on the experimental results that I have not yet fully verified. They accused you that a considerable part of the information in the article is untrue, which affects the reputation of the company, and we have to stop the spread of the rumor before it becomes true.I don't mean to make you angry, but the public is convinced that academic I didn't come to listen to your speech!Hester interrupted him with a growl, I want you to stop investigating immediately. Victor is tit-for-tat: If you're not defrauding, it won't hurt you to get the facts right.Hurst snorted: I know how Ronald feels now.Frank, if you insist on destroying my reputation, I will retaliate without mercy.Don't pretend to be the white knight who is the savior of science. At least I have never published research results that falsified the data.Victor retorted. You are not as noble as you appear to be. get out. Very happy, Hurst opened the door and turned around and said, take my words well!The door slammed shut. Victor forced himself to regain his composure. He had received too many threats throughout the day, and he still couldn't understand the meaning of the white knight.What a mess! Victor pushed away the chair and grabbed the white coat, and almost bumped into Colleen when he opened the door.William.Dr. Hopps came, looking sad.Colleen said quickly. Looking over Colleen's shoulder, he saw a man sitting with his head buried at the secretary's desk. What happened?Victor asked in a low voice of concern.Probably his son, Colleen whispered to him, I think something happened and he wanted to take a period of leave. Victor's palms were sweating and his throat tightened: please come in.He couldn't help but recall the same special operation performed on the child before the birth. The accident of Hopps' son aroused his infinite worries about VJ. Dr. Morris stopped with sobs as soon as he opened his mouth. After a while, he went on to say, my son is almost three years old. You have never seen him. He is an out-and-out genius.He is the center of our lives, the source of our joy. What's up with him?Victor was afraid to hear the result. he died.Hopps was devastated. Victor asked hoarsely: An accident? He shook his head and said: God knows!He had a sudden headache and we took him to Children's Hospital.The diagnosis was cerebral edema, rescue was of no avail, and he lost consciousness until his heart stopped beating. There was a dead silence in the office, until Hopps finally broke the silence and said: I would like to take a period of time off. certainly.The doctor got up slowly and left.Victor sat alone for more than ten minutes, filled with extreme fear and despair.