After Ku Fei comforted Mino, who was furious, and sent him away, he returned to the original VIP room with glass floor-to-ceiling windows.

He looked downstairs through the glass window that was set to be visible from one side. At this time, the three little bugs had already chosen their dresses and were waiting for the tailor to do some details.

"Marshal, Professor Sen Jie is here, do you want to see me now?" A female dressed as a clerk stood in a standard military posture and asked Kufei for instructions.

"Ask him to come in." Kufei turned around and said.

Not long after, Professor Sen Jie, who was dressed simply, was invited in.

"Marshal Kufei, I haven't seen you for a few years, how are you?" Sen Jie asked sincerely.

"Very well, thank you." Kufei shook hands with Sen Jie friendly, "I invite you to come here today, I want to know something from you."

Sen Jie: "Please tell me."

Kufei brought Sen Jie to the glass window, pointed to Mir downstairs, and asked straight to the point: "Is he seeing you because of mental or consciousness problems?"

Sen Jie observed Kufei's expression first, knowing that the matter was serious, but he hesitated before answering: "Yes."

Ku Fei knew what the old professor was worried about: "As a father, I will not disclose the child's condition."

Sen Jie's face changed suddenly, he looked down at Mir who was about to leave the tailor shop, and then looked up at Kufei in disbelief.

Kufi was calm, waiting for his reaction.

"He won't be," Sen Jie felt a little out of control, and asked in a low voice, "Is he His Highness Mir?"

Kufei didn't answer directly, but he acquiesced: "So, did he lose his memory?"

"Ah?" Sen Jie regained his composure and answered truthfully, "Yes."

He told Cuffey about Mir's diagnosis.

"His amnesia was not caused by losing control of his mental power." Ku Fei heaved a sigh of relief.

"That's right, his mental strength is very stable." Sen Jie affirmed, "Also, Marshal, please rest assured, I will do my best to restore His Highness' memory."

"Okay." Kufei nodded, "I believe you, you were the one who woke Mir from a coma eight years ago, and our family has always been deeply grateful for that."

"It's just a doctor's job." Sen Jie waved his hand modestly.

After telling his cronies to send Sen Jie away, Kufei looked at the first floor where there were no customers, and recalled his excitement when he saw Mir walk into the store.

At first, he thought that Mir came here for another purpose, because he had told Mir that this tailor shop was one of the secret contact points of the military department in Capital Star.

At that time, Mir was young and didn't know the complex relationship between the royal family, the government and the military. He curiously asked why he did this, and he also gave some explanations for it.

But when Mir entered the store, he observed for a while, and found that Mir did not behave abnormally.

In order to test further, he deliberately turned off the anti-peeping function of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and began to focus on Mir.

With Mir's previous sensitivity, he must be able to detect the abnormality, but Mir's attention has been on the dress, and when He Yan raised his head, he did not respond at all.

The first thing he suspected was that there was abnormality in Mir's mental power, so he invited Sen Jie over ahead of time for an appointment in the afternoon, but unexpectedly, Mino suddenly appeared, almost meeting his father and son on the spot.

And when he went downstairs to stop him, he found that there was no trace of concealment or camouflage in all of Mir's actions. Even if he was a hidden master, he couldn't behave so naturally, not to mention that standing in front of him was his long-lost family.

It was also at that time that he began to suspect that there was a problem with Mir's memory, but just in case, he still hinted to Mir that something could be conveyed through Erica.

Headache.

Kufei squeezed the space between his eyebrows. If Mino knew about this situation, he would definitely jump up again. Maybe he would just let the worm tie Mir back to the Riya Palace.

Must find a way to meet with Mir alone.

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After He Yan and the three worms bought their dresses, they boarded the aircraft and returned to the hotel.

Lan Xing was in a good mood, and hummed the little tune he used to hum as soon as he got on the aircraft.

"Are you from Sea Valley Star?" Erica asked Blue Star after listening for a while.

Both He Yan and Lan Xing looked at Erika at the same time.

"What, what's wrong?" Erica was baffled by them.

"Why sea valley star?" He Yan asked.

"My nanny is from the planet Haigu, and sometimes she hums such an old tune, not the same, but almost the same." Erica replied.

He Yan always thought it was an ordinary folk song of the Zerg.

He thought for a while, and said directly to Erika: "Is His Majesty Mino's behavior a little strange when he saw Lan Xing today? Is he like this usually?"

"No, His Majesty Mino is usually dignified and elegant." Erica shook her head, then carefully guessed, "Is it because Lan Xing is so beautiful in that dress?"

"Do you think he knows Lan Xing?" He Yan always felt that it was not as simple as Erica said.

"Really? If you know each other, why don't you just say hello directly." Erika folded her arms in front of her chest and thought seriously, "And I've seen silver-haired, blue-eyed insects in the royal family and nobles, and they don't look like Blue Star. Beautiful lady."

"Wouldn't it be better to ask Lan Xing directly?" Erika had a flash of inspiration, then turned around and asked Lan Xing directly, "Lan Xing, have you met His Majesty Mino?"

Lan Xing rested his chin, obviously not interested in such a topic: "I don't remember."

"Huh?" Who wouldn't remember meeting the Emperor of Zombies? Erica couldn't understand.

After He Yan asked Lan Xing for his opinion, he roughly explained to Erica about Lan Xing's amnesia.

"I can help you find out." After listening, Erica offered to help, "But I haven't heard of anyone's worms getting lost recently."

"Whatever." Regarding the matter of finding his family, Lan Xing was not as resistant as before, but he didn't have much enthusiasm, and he was a little sullen when answering.

"Then keep an eye on it, especially the sea valley star side." He Yan said to Erica.

"Okay, no problem, wrap it on me." Erika was about to pat her chest when she suddenly saw the message from the light brain, and the whole worm glowed. "Haha, His Majesty Mino is finally calling me."

Taking advantage of Xiao Chongzi's happy reply to the message, He Yan held Lan Xing's hand, and Lan Xing, who was a little depressed, suppressed a smile and shook it back.

Not long after returning to the hotel at noon, Benson finally took the initiative to "summon" He Yan.

"You seem to be very busy recently." Benson probably asked his subordinates to pay attention to He Yan's movements.

"I met friends in Capital Star, and went out to meet a few times." He Yan didn't tell all the lies.

"Young, I just can't sit still." Benson pointed to the sofa opposite.

He Yan sat down, seeing Benson's expression, he was about to start talking about business.

"I plan to sign a long-term cooperation agreement with Baolun, what do you think?" Benson asked.

"What is the long-term method? Is there a draft contract? I need to see the terms of the contract before I can give you an opinion." He Yan felt that Benson's question was too general, which was not like his usual shrewd style.

Benson tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa a few times quickly, as if he was thinking about how to tell He Yan.

"80% of the mines are directly supplied to Baolun Company, and high-end mines are given priority to them." Benson said.

He Yan was a little surprised, this was almost like an acquisition.

"Leaving aside the other terms of the agreement, 80% is too much. This will cause us to lose the right to operate independently, and high-priced mines are our advantage. If we give priority to supplying them, we will not be competitive in the market at all." He Yan expressed his thoughts.

"The price they gave is still very generous." Benson did not deny He Yan's statement, but only added the price issue.

He Yan didn't reply immediately after hearing this. In his impression, Benson liked money, but he seemed to enjoy strategizing in the process of making money more than making money.

"Mr. Benson, I remember you once said that you, like me, don't like to hand over the initiative." He Yan said calmly.

"There's nothing wrong with making money without effort." Benson's gaze fell to somewhere on the carpet, but Shensi was not there.

He Yan felt that this sentence seemed to be explaining the reason, but it was actually more like Benson trying to convince himself.

"Mr. Benson, you have already agreed, right?" He Yan asked.

Benson raised his eyelids and looked at He Yan, with admiration for He Yan's keen intuition in his eyes: "That's right, if there are no accidents, the contract will be signed later."

Although he had a hunch, He Yan was still a little stunned when he got the answer: "Is it too hasty? I hope you can think about it again."

"Don't worry, even if we sign an agreement with Baolun, our partnership will still exist, and you will be responsible for the remaining 20% ​​of the sales," Benson said.

He Yan: "No, Mr. Benson, even if there is no cooperative relationship between us, I don't think this contract can be signed. Do you know what it means to lose control of your company? It means that you will be subject to Baolun It will be very difficult for the company to adjust the price at that time. This kind of cooperation is profitable in the short term, but in the long run, there are only disadvantages and no benefits.”

Benson raised his hand and signaled He Yan not to continue: "I have considered all these."

He Yan also felt that Benson was so scheming that he wouldn't fail to understand these things, so he asked straightforwardly, "Are they threatening you?"

Benson looked at He Yan and smiled softly: "You are really smarter than I imagined, yes, they said that if I don't do what they say, then 2779 will have no place for me."

"How can a commercial company threaten you? I guess they must tell you that in the next Chamber of Commerce, they will sign all government projects including military factories with the government. If you don't agree now, thenIn the future, our mineral sales will definitely be squeezed out and suppressed, and the government behind them will also interfere with what you did in 2779, right?" He Yan explained the root of the problem.

Benson nodded several times: "You guessed right."

"Then I will venture to guess again, it is Mo Ai who came to be the lobbyist, did he tell you that he has decided to cooperate with Baolun, and hinted that if you do not cooperate with Baolun, he will rely on the government's support Power has become the sole boss of planet 2779." He Yan continued to infer.

Benson was amazed by He Yan's guessing ability: "What else did you guess?"

He Yan continued to speak.

"Dali should have reported to you about my interrogation of the worm in the waste disposal site. He said that Mo Ai had contacted the femtosecond organization and had a close relationship. He also said that they would plot something about the original Power Stone thing.

You happen to have a large amount of Force Stones in your hand, and Mo Ai is also a lobbyist for Baolun Company, which shows that the relationship between Baolun Company and Femtosecond Organization is extraordinary. You have to face other than Baolun Company, the government, and Mo Ai , and femtosecond tissue.

Of course, whether the government has intervened is still not fully confirmed based on their one-sided words. "

"It has been confirmed that the government has been involved." Benson said, "During this period of time, I asked Herter to conduct a secret investigation. Baolun Company does have very close contacts with some government departments."

"I see," He Yan, who had finished thinking, leaned back habitually, "So, what we have to face is not a certain worm, nor a certain organization, or a certain company, but a huge interest group."

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