In order to race against death, Nicholas spent a lot of effort and finally obtained both visas within a week. At the same time, he directly sold off all the company shares that could be sold, reducing his worth to more than 3 billion US dollars. However, It all becomes cash, not a string of share numbers.
Everyone in the company thought he was crazy. The company was booming, and hundreds of millions of dividends went into his pocket every year. No one ever thought he had too many shares, and his move also caused the entire company's stock to fall a lot. .
But Nicholas didn't care about this anymore. He got on the flight to China alone. China's protection of T-1 is very strict. If you want to buy it, you have to go to that country in person to queue up to reserve it. Otherwise, even the President of the United States will not be able to buy it. .
However, when he was about to board the plane, he received an unexpected phone call...
"Hey, my brother, what's the matter?" Nicholas tried to force out a smile.
"Damn, what are you doing?" However, an angry voice came from the phone, "I heard that you sold all the company's stocks? Are you crazy? That's hundreds of millions of dollars in dividends every year. , just sold by you?"
Nicholas' eyes dimmed, "Is this what you called me to say?"
"Then what do you think it is? Don't forget, you have two nephews, and this money belongs to them! Do you want them to not get even a penny after your death?" The person on the phone seemed very irritated, even You can still hear the sound of things being thrown, "Listen up, my brother, before you die, please spend less of your money and leave more to your nephews, OK? You have no choice, they are the people closest to you. Isn’t it?”
Hearing the mean and irritable Chinese language on the phone, the only trace of guilt in Nicholas's heart disappeared. His expression returned to coldness, and he said in an extremely cold voice, "No, I no longer intend to leave my inheritance to you."
"What!" The voice on the phone suddenly raised an octave, "Are you kidding me? Are you crazy? Who else do you want to give to besides your nephew?"
"Aren't you asking me why I want to exchange my company shares for cash?" Nicholas said calmly, "Because I don't plan to die. I will deposit the money in a Swiss bank, and I will go to a cryonics center to hibernate. When technology can heal my liver, I will be resurrected.”
"Damn, you can't do this!" The phone almost exploded. Not only his brother, he even heard the voices of his two nephews shouting "Fu.ck-you". He seemed to see the disappointment of the three of them. The ugly face that goes crazy, the overwhelming resentment that almost wants to eat him alive...
Nicholas couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Dear brother, I'm sorry, I originally planned to give one billion of them to you after I fell asleep, but in view of your previous behavior, I decided to withdraw this idea."
"You guys, just continue to live your ordinary lives!"
Nicholas's eyes were already cold. After saying this, he didn't allow the other party to explain, so he hung up the phone and threw the phone into the trash can.
"Shakespeare said: The scenery of the past will eventually pass away. Don't care about them. Look forward and you will find that the scenery ahead is even better."
Nicholas murmured in a low voice, his eyes were calm. From now on, there was nothing in this world worth caring about except himself.
…
Half a month later, an even weaker Nicholas walked out of Mumbai's Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport in a dusty state. At this time, he was even more miserable than he was half a month ago. His face was pale, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and he was still coughing. His weakening body contracted the winter flu in China, and most of his life was gone.
During those days in China, he tried to buy T-1, but the complicated process made him give up the idea completely. According to China's process, it would take him at least two months to get the drug, a full two months. moon
Go to hell!
He didn't even know if he would be able to see the sun tomorrow after sleeping tonight.
Nicholas clutched his liver, beads of sweat constantly leaving his forehead. The failure of his body's functions made him feel like he was using up all his strength every step he took. He knew that he didn't have much time.
"Mr. Nicholas Gaunt?" At this moment, two Asian men wearing suits and stern faces appeared in front of Nicholas.
"Are you from the Cryonics Center?" Nicholas was not surprised how the other party found him. He just opened his yellow and lifeless eyes and coughed heavily, "I don't have much time. Please do whatever procedures and procedures are needed as soon as possible. I don’t want to die in this foreign land before entering the freezer.”
"We understand." The two of them nodded. One of them directly supported Nicholas, and the other briefly checked Nicholas's pupils, then took out the intercom and said, "Call the headquarters. The airport guest's life has entered the stage of exhaustion. Please request a helicopter transfer. repeat… "
"Helicopter transfer? Very good service..." Nicholas smiled mockingly, and suddenly his vision went dark and he passed out.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a white hospital bed, with the smell of disinfectant in the air. The ward was empty and clean, not at all as dirty as the impression of India.
"You're awake." Just when Nicholas was wondering where he was, a voice came from the door.
Nicholas suddenly turned his head and saw an Asian young man in his thirties standing in front of the door. He lightly knocked on the doorframe and said, "Mr. Nicholas, can I come in?"
"Come in." Nicholas nodded, and he tried to sit up. Only then did he realize that his body seemed to be stronger than before. This feeling shocked him. Only he understood how bad his body was. Could this change be a return to the past
"Don't be nervous. I have to say that you came at the right time." The Asian young man at the door walked in, sat on the visiting chair aside, and said with a smile, "Did you know? If you arrived in India ten minutes later, you would probably Your life is gone, but you don’t need to worry, we gave you first aid, and now it shouldn’t be a problem for you to live another month.”
A flash of surprise flashed in Nicholas's eyes, "Who are you? I don't seem to have paid your medical bills."
"I forgot to introduce you. I am Zhao Qing, general manager of the Indian branch of Stellar Technology. This is my business card." Zhao Qing smiled and handed the business card to Nicholas, "We know you, you are the director of Wilson Home Group Mr. Zhang, your company is one of the best in the furniture industry around the world. ”
"But I am no longer." Nicholas shook his head, unwilling to talk more about this issue, "Do you serve everyone so well?"
"No, it's definitely different." Zhao Qinglue said with some pride, "Since we announced the existence of the cryonics center to the world, our customer service has been overwhelmed. Just yesterday, 50,000 people called us to inquire about the human body. Regarding freezing, there are more than ten million messages on the company forum every day. Even yesterday, more than 3,000 people had turned on cryogenic sleep. If I were to handle them all, wouldn’t I be exhausted?”
"Then why did you receive me?" Nicholas frowned.
"Strictly speaking, you are different." Zhao Qing showed a solemn look, "Actually, there is a threshold among our customers, that is, assets of more than three billion US dollars. Our company has another set of service models..."