514: C514 Ten Billion Dollars of Investment(1)

C514 Ten Billion Dollars of Investment(1)

2Edward Morris took a deep breath, and with trembling hands struggled to pick up the coffee from the table and take a sip.

"Sir, it's late. You should get some rest."

Sam, the black bodyguard and part-time housekeeper, was extremely worried.

"Cough, cough …"

Morris coughed for a while, then waved his hand to stop Sam who went up to help him.

"You should go rest first, I'll stay here for a while."

"But …"

"Don't worry, I'll live another five years at the very least."

"But the doctor's premise is that you should go to bed at the latest at nine o'clock every day and not work as hard as you used to."

Sam still didn't back down.

Morris shook his head and didn't refuse Sam's good intentions. Just as he was about to get up and return to his room to rest, a sudden clear voice came from behind them.

"Hello, Mr. Morris."

The sudden appearance of the voice immediately made Sam's face change, he turned to look towards the direction of the voice, at the same time, his body released the aura of someone at the peak of the Martial Ancestor.

"I really didn't expect that a black man could reach such a level of strength." Zhou Yi walked out of the darkness into the light with a warm smile on his face, indicating that he meant no harm.

However, for Sam, the black bodyguard, to appear behind him without alerting the security guards, he must be an extremely dangerous intruder.

Sam's momentum increased once again. He realized that he couldn't see through the strength of the person on the ground, so he didn't dare to relax because in front of such a terrifying person, a bit of relaxation could mean death.

Sam's strength did not originate from the martial arts of Hua Country, but from the training methods of African land's traditional tribes. That kind of crude training method, to be able to train to his level, was already an incredible peak, but in front of Zhou Yi, it was nothing at all.

"Who are you?"

Even though Morris's body was extremely rotten, in front of outsiders, the words he said were always sonorous and powerful. No one doubted his determination and strength.

"Someone who will bring you hope!"

Zhou Yi smiled and reached out his hand.

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the outside, bringing with it a pale, piercing light that illuminated the dimly lit room in the blink of an eye.

The black bodyguard fell to the ground. The last scene before he lost his consciousness was the invader merging together with the lightning outside the window, emitting a blazing light …

"Sam, wake up, Sam!"

In a daze, Sam heard Morris's voice. The next moment, he suddenly woke up.

"Teacher, just now …"

"Huh?"

Sam rolled and got up, but he found that the intruder had already disappeared, leaving Morris sitting on the sofa quietly and not moving at all.

"Sir?"

Sam asked carefully as he walked to Morris's side.

"Well, Sam, I'm fine."

When he looked up, Morris's expression did not change much.

"Tell the servants to prepare some food. Remember, you must have a sumptuous meal. I will go to the study room first."

He stood up and walked outside.

"Sir, please slow down." Sam immediately went to help Morris up. Due to the torment from the illness, Morris's body was so weak that he couldn't even walk properly.

"No need, I'm fine." Morris rejected Sam. Under Sam's incredulous eyes, he walked with steady steps, steady steps and calm eyes. He looked like a young man at the peak of his life, how could he look like a patient?

Morris, who came to the study room alone, turned on the computer and opened his mailbox.

This mailbox was originally only known to a small number of people. Logically speaking, it was impossible for ordinary people to know about the important business contacts Morris had with some people.

However, that young man called Zhou Yi was able to easily break through the mailbox and send him an unrebuttable email. After seeing that man's extraordinary skills, he no longer cared about such a small matter.

As for why he was chosen?

Morris understood very clearly that perhaps there are more super rich people in the world than him, but those people haven't even stepped half a foot into the grave. Compared to them, Morris has no choice but to be desperate.

It was ironic that he, Edward Morris, who had more than five billion yuan in personal wealth and was terminally ill, had less than five years left to live and had to suffer enormous illness and suffering every day of his life.

So, when this person called Zhou Yi displayed a method that even he could not understand in front of him, causing all the pain in his body to disappear and obtaining the health that he hadn't had for a long time, an unprecedented feeling of happiness arose.

Losing what was given back was the most precious thing in the world. Morris swore that he would never want to lose his health again.

What's more, Zhou Yi said that he had only cured him of his illness and did not extend his lifespan. So in reality, he only had five years to live.

He did not have enough time to live, nor did he want to hand over the $50 billion in assets to those two bastards who were not related to him directly.

This was absolutely intolerable.

They were so rich and powerful that they should have lived longer and more comfortably, not just in a luxurious cemetery after death.

Therefore, Morris chose to believe in Zhou Yi. He believed that Zhou Yi could use a miraculous method to extend his lifespan, or even... Immortality.

Morris clicked on the email.

In the detailed explanations of the text, there were also images and statistical data tables, densely packed to the size of hundreds of pages.

However, Morris didn't want to miss a single word. He carefully read the most important content on the first ten pages.

This was a very detailed plan, and it also had a very high success rate. According to this file, if it was carried out smoothly, then Zhou Yi's condition would be reached within a year.

However, although the plan was good, the funds required were also terrifying.

He made three investments in a company called Tianqi Technology.

The first investment — six billion dollars!

The second investment — four billion dollars!

The third investment — two billion dollars!

It was an investment plan worth a total of $12 billion!

Morris was very rich, but facing this money that even required Amarikan, he was also a bit hesitant.2

Not to mention the remaining political resources that will be required to help in this regard.

However, Morris was not an indecisive person since he could reach this stage. He hesitated for only half a beat before his eyes became firm.

No matter how much money he had, it wouldn't matter. Once people died, even if he spent it all, he wouldn't be able to save them.

Moreover, he needed to keep his long-term perspective. As long as the operation was successful, how could he be afraid that he wouldn't be able to earn enough money back? I'm afraid the money will be ten times the profit. Get it back.

After making up his mind, Morris didn't think that it was going to be much when he looked at the $12 billion.

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