Is this still the old Qiao who can call the shots in Meng?
Why was he so unprepared that he just squatted in the yard and gave Corgi a bath?
Shouldn't he be an overlord with a lot of bodyguards around him, someone who will pay attention to even an unfriendly look from others, and an overlord who will make someone tremble every time he coughs?
But why do I feel that this old man in front of me is not as powerful as Ah Da?
"Out!"
"Old Qiao, it will definitely work this time!!"
The moment the chef, who was wearing protective clothing and a protective mask on his head, walked out of the sterile laboratory, he took off the protective mask, and the sweat and excitement on his face were palpable.
Just like when I was moving bricks at the construction site, the bricklayer who just scolded the boss for buckling and damaging saw the boss coming. He turned around and asked with a flattering smile: "Boss, do you need me to clean the car for you?" wipe."
This is fucking human nature!
"It makes you happy." Lao Qiao didn't even look back and continued to bathe the dog.
After a while, green soldiers brought in the table and some experimental equipment. The cook actually waited for the white coat in the room to deliver the crystallized finished product, and then began testing on site.
I really don’t understand these things, and I can’t even understand them, but I can’t resist the showoff of the cook, so I mutter the entire detection method to myself.
"This is called fluorescence spectrophotometry. It is detected by detecting the maximum excitation wavelength and the maximum emission wavelength as detection conditions..."
"The one used by the police is called ultraviolet spectrophotometry, but the impurities in this thing can easily affect the test results. My method is different. It is not affected by impurities at all and can get the most accurate content. "
To be honest, I was lying next to the window and looking out the window like I was listening to a book from heaven. At that time, everyone’s attention was focused on the wooden table. No one paid attention to me at all. Even if someone paid attention, it didn’t matter. It seemed that people here , don’t really care about this kind of thing, after all, this is testing, not production.
The cook first blended the crystals into deionized water, and then completed the test through five small steps: standard curve experiment, sample addition and recovery experiment, stability experiment, precision experiment, and detection limit experiment. The technique was skillful and fast, as if he had done it before. Countless times, finally, when pairs of eyes began to stare at a small instrument, waiting for the results...
The cook stood there stunned.
A man in a white coat exclaimed next to the cook: "This is impossible!"
"All our steps are completed in strict accordance with the procedures. There are no mistakes or omissions. It is impossible to achieve an 88.35% result!"
88.35%!
This is less than 1.65% away from 90%, which is a gap that buyers will not mind during the transaction. However, Lao Qiao turned his head with a smile.
I think he must have smiled very coldly at that time.
Because 90% of the content is king, even the remaining 89.99% is not enough to make him the focus of everyone's attention.
The cook grabbed a man next to him and asked sternly: "Did you make a mistake?"
The man responded cautiously in fear: "Impossible, I have done a good job of cleaning all the experimental equipment!"
He turned around and grabbed the collar of the other person: "Did something go wrong when you were crystallizing!"
"It's not me! You and I made the crystallization together!"
The cook looked at everyone and yelled crazily: "Who is it?"
One of the younger men, who had not yet developed so much foresight, stood up and responded timidly: "Is it possible that something went wrong when I added the raw materials?"
"I was joking with Cuenca at the time. Maybe at that time, a little more raw materials were added... But isn't this just an experiment? Next time, next time I will be more serious."
The cook glared at him, as if he had found the problem and was about to get angry...
I watched with my own eyes as Old Qiao let go of the dog he was cleaning, and slowly stood up from the small bench. He reached out and took out a pistol from the waist of the green soldier next to him, and then, without hesitation, he fired the gun at the young man. Pulled the trigger—bang!
Just a simple experiment.
It was just a slight mistake.
This completely redeemable mistake made the young man in the white coat fall straight down, his blood staining the dust red.
The entire scene seemed to have gone cold for an instant. There seemed to be no sound in the entire village at that second. Everyone stared at Old Qiao with terrifying eyes.
"It doesn't matter, 88% of it has already been produced. I believe in you. You can definitely produce more than 90% of the goods."
He clapped his hands as if nothing had happened: "Okay, that's it for today, everyone, disperse."
No one moved.
No one dares to move!
Lao Qiao turned his head and suddenly opened his mouth: "It's gone!!"
Everyone around them suddenly dispersed. The green-skinned soldiers wanted to run when they left. Almost a few seconds later, there was no one in the entire empty field.
I finally know why Lao Qiao can suppress everyone.
He never tells you useless things. As long as he comes after you, he will kill you.
Immediately afterwards, he walked over to the Corgi in the bucket like a normal person. The moment the Corgi saw this person walking over, it let out a miserable howl, as if it understood everything just now. He was hiding in the bucket with a squeaking sound, and kept spinning around in a panic, as if he was looking for an angle from which he could jump out.
Just as Old Qiao was approaching, Corgi jumped out of the barrel and ran away without looking back.
Pets are spiritual. They cannot distinguish between good and evil, but they can detect problems and feel fear from the atmosphere of the people around them.
Lao Qiao's originally outstretched hands froze in place, and I saw his eyelids shaking, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Woof!
Woof woof!
Ouch!
Ouch~
When I heard the dog barking and looked away, when I lowered my head again, I saw the dog asking me for help.
I could see its desire from those big eyes, and I could hear someone approaching quickly from the footsteps outside the door.
Look up again!
Old Qiao was already standing at the door.
"who are you?"
Lao Qiao had never seen me, but he directly asked me in Burmese based on my attire.
I opened my mouth and said, "Abba, Abba..." After two words, the green soldier guarding the door came in and told Old Qiao my identity in his ear.
He stopped looking at me, as if there was no need to look at me at all.
Instead, I squatted down and once again reached out to the Corgi at my feet, and the Corgi turned its butt and hid behind me.
This is the first time I have faced the devil alone at such a distance.
I used to think that people in society were bragging when they said, "Those who have killed people will have human hair growing on their bodies." But at this moment, Lao Qiao didn't have to shout at me or give me any orders, so I took the initiative to lower my body and Corgi picked it up and handed it over.
Ouch!
Ouch!
Corgi was shaking all over after being caught by Lao Qiao.
Lao Qiao hugged the dog and turned around to leave. When he reached the door, he lifted Corgi high into the air - snap!
Dropped the dog on my doorstep.
(End of chapter)
