Chapter 78 Zhao Hailun

The plane is entering the pentagonal route. The approach control radar of Seoul Incheon International Airport has contacted the Gulfstream G550 business jet, and the tower is guiding the plane to land.

At the door of the private bedroom at the rear of the cabin, the flight attendant gently pressed the doorbell and woke up Raymond Xu who was sleeping soundly: "Sir, we will land at Incheon International Airport in 20 minutes, and the Korean welcoming vehicle has arrived."

Raymond Xu was sleepy. He first lay flat on the bed and stretched his limbs. He found that his left calf almost cramped. He hurriedly rubbed it and replied: "I know."

The flight attendant outside the door heard Raymond's reply, then nodded and continued to work on his own work.

The professor lay down and looked up at the low white ceiling of the cabin, feeling a little annoyed.

On the day of the business trip to South Korea, he asked his secretary to buy two business class tickets for Boeing 777-hearing this, the secretary showed him an incredible expression.

Only then did Professor Xu realize that he was no longer a middle-level consultant of Stark Industries. Now he was the supreme commander of this giant enterprise with 250,000 people. The idea of ​​business class travel was not suitable for the social class he had reached.

So, he thought that he had the right to use the Gulfstream G550 private jet of Stark Industries' business jet fleet.

Professor Xu, who lamented that "the hard life and poverty are used to it", still felt upset about it and believed that he had lost face in front of his secretary.

Stark Industries hired pilots who were used to flying early warning aircraft, transport aircraft and tanker aircraft in the Air Force, and generally had more than 4,000 hours of flying experience.

Under the control of such pilots, the already "gentle" Gulfstream G550 business jet became more obedient, like a light ballet lady landing on the concrete runway of Incheon Airport.

At this time, Raymond Xu had also finished dressing and put on his suit, and came to the front of the cabin to sit down. The flight attendant mixed him a low-alcohol mojito. Now the professor needed some alcohol to relax his mind.

The business jet finally stopped on the runway, and the pilot drove the plane to the hangar that Stark Industries had rented at Seoul Airport. Professor Xu lifted the sunshade beside him and saw the welcoming convoy outside through the oval cabin glass - all modern.

The professor shrugged, the plane taxied slower and slower, and he stood up.

Finally, the cabin door opened, the professor took a deep breath of Seoul air, then stepped out of the cabin and waved to the welcoming crowd below - Zhao Hailun was among them of course.

The young Dr. Zhao Hailun wore a sapphire blue dress today, which perfectly outlined her beautiful Asian curves. The doctor's long hair gently draped over her shoulders, and she wore short-heeled high heels, because Dr. Zhao was 177 cm tall.

But Zhao Hailun, a professor at Seoul University and the leader of U-GIN, obviously couldn't get a place at today's meeting. In this dimension, Dr. Zhao Hailun's research has not yet touched the nano level, and she is now mainly working on 3D printing technology.

Standing in the front row were three high-ranking officials of the South Korean government - the Deputy Minister of Defense, the Deputy Minister of Science, Technology, Information and Communications, and the Deputy Minister of Trade, Industry and Energy.

For Koreans, although Raymond Xu is only an Asian, his political background is connected to the White House, and he is the rotating CEO of Stark Industries. He can be called an "angel from above", and the welcome he receives must be beyond the standard.

Raymond Xu shook hands with these Blue House bureaucrats one by one, but he just remained serious and said nothing until he came to Dr. Zhao Hailun, and then the professor smiled a little: "Dr. Zhao, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Zhao Hailun shook Raymond Xu's hand a little flattered. Compared with Stark Industries, U-GIN, which she founded, is a small company in any aspect. She did not expect that Raymond Xu, an American and CEO of Stark Industries, would treat her so politely.

"Professor Xu." Zhao Hailun smiled elegantly and gently, "I have heard of you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be so young."

At this time, the bureaucrat behind him had come forward and whispered behind Professor Xu: "We have arranged a welcoming banquet for you, I hope you will come!"

If it was Tony Stark, he would definitely take Zhao Hailun away directly and throw him to these Blue House bureaucrats with disdain - but Raymond Xu obviously knows how to get around in such social occasions, and how to gain benefits in such occasions.

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Another banquet with wine glasses.

In the banquet hall of a high-end hotel in the central city of Seoul, which was booked by the US Embassy in South Korea, the guests who came and went were dressed in luxurious dresses, standing in groups of two or three holding wine glasses, talking about various interesting or boring things.

Waiters in white shirts shuttled in and out with wine glass trays, and occasionally a guest put a half-drunk wine glass on the tray and took a glass of crystal clear champagne from it.

"Don't worry, even though Stark Industries is clearing out its military-related businesses, we will cooperate in more areas in the future." Professor Xu explained to the Korean in front of him, "Stark Industries is currently developing businesses in aerospace, biology, medicine, agriculture, smart machines, and smart manufacturing. I think that in these areas, our cooperation can achieve greater win-win results."

"Win-win?" The Korean raised his head and looked at Professor Xu with some surprise - this is not what an American would say. Americans don't even understand the concept of "win-win". They often think of "win-win". "Win" means "unilaterally win twice"...

On the contrary, the style of Professor Xu's words was more like the mysterious big country that was closer to them.

"Then if that's the case..." The Korean stepped back slightly and nodded to Professor Xu, "I'm looking forward to Stark Industries' subsequent investment in South Korea."

Seeing the difficult Cheong Wa Dae bureaucrats sent away, Professor Xu sighed softly, placed the champagne glass on the tray held by the passing waiter, and rubbed his forehead helplessly.

Although he could handle the situation, dealing with bureaucrats was too tiring for a scientific researcher.

Under the bright lights of the banquet, Raymond Xu, who was the center of the banquet, suddenly became discouraged - he didn't know how many times he would have to go through such situations where he was entrusted with virtual snakes before he could finally reach the peak he wanted to reach. , hold the scepter you need.

For a moment, Raymond felt a little lonely, and the girl's aqua-blue eyes, which showed infinite youthful vitality from her stubbornness, appeared in his mind.

When she opened her eyes and closed them, Gwen Stacy seemed to be wearing a purple-pink dress, gently stretching out her slender white wrists to herself, smiling gently to herself.

The professor instantly felt a warm current flowing through his heart. He stretched out his hand and took the food from the catkins. What came to his ears was not the crisp voice of the blond girl - that voice was obviously more mature:

"Professor Xu, are you okay?"

Raymond raised his head and saw Helen Zhao's worried eyes clearly.

"This kind of situation is really annoying." The black-haired beauty brushed back the broken hair on her forehead and stood side by side with Raymond Xu with a smile: "I also hate dealing with people from the Blue House."

"Yeah." Raymond gently distanced himself from Helen Zhao. He was not the kind of character who would be driven by primitive human desires.

The black-haired beauty naturally noticed the professor's actions. She just smiled softly and did not react further. Instead, she continued: "For people like us, dealing with experiments, simulations and papers, in terms of data, Traveling in the ocean is romantic.”

"That's right." Raymond responded gently, knowing that he couldn't offend this talented and beautiful doctor.

The professor handed the wine glass to the other hand, raised his right hand slightly, and pointed at the gorgeous and dazzling splendor in front of him: "Compared with the data, these things now seem very fake and artificial."

"You are indeed a CEO born as a scientist." Zhao Hailun praised. Under the bright lights, the dark-haired beauty's smile was almost breathtakingly beautiful: "That's exactly what I thought."

"What do you think about the email I sent you?" Raymond asked calmly.

"Are you talking about letting me join Stark Industries?" Zhao Hailun smiled cheerfully, "You haven't given me any conditions yet."

"Stark Industries will acquire U-GIN, but will retain your position as the president of U-GIN, will not interfere with your research, and will not require you to hand over profits." Raymond laid out all the conditions he had prepared.

"Then I agree." Zhao Helen turned around, "With such a good condition, who would disagree?"

As he spoke, the doctor gently approached the young professor, calmly touched the glass in his hand with his own champagne glass, then leaned his head forward and whispered in the professor's ear——

Raymond could even smell the fragrance of Helen Zhao's long black hair.

"I look forward to becoming famous in one fell swoop, and thank you for giving me this opportunity, Raymond~"

"Ahem." Regardless of Helen Zhao's temptation, Raymond took a step back, "I'm looking forward to your results, Dr. Zhao."

The professor pronounced the word "doctor" very strongly, as if to emphasize the difference in their status and rank.

"I understand." Zhao Helen was not annoyed at all, but still smiled softly.

"That's right." Raymond took a deep breath and silently chanted the name of "Gwen Stacy" to steady his mind, "Dr. Zhao, have you ever considered turning your research direction to nanomaterials?"

"nanomaterials?"

"Your current research direction is 3D printing of composite materials, right?" Raymond placed the wine glass on the tray in the hands of the passing waiter, coughed slightly, straightened his appearance slightly, and said to Helen Zhao in front of him. asked.

"That's right." Dr. Beauty answered quickly.

“You can think about building printing materials from the nanometer level up,” Raymond pointed out.