Leaving the matter of signing contracts with major companies to Xia Shiyu does not mean that Jiang Chen can be freed from all social activities. At the end of this business forum, as the host, of course he had to take the stage again to deliver a closing speech and shake hands with every visitor at the door of the venue.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang." A young man with a smile came forward and stretched out his hand from a distance.
Looking a little unfamiliar, Jiang Chen held his hand and asked doubtfully.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Ye Yeqi, the president of Ye Group. Mr. Yang Jiang's name is Mr. Jiang. Although we have signed a cooperation agreement with you, I regret that I couldn't meet you just now, so I thought I would come here to say hello to you." Holding Jiang's hand Chen waved his hand, and Ye Ziqi smiled gracefully.
It turned out to be someone from the Ye family.
After carefully searching my memory, I found that the Ye Group seems to be engaged in aerospace engines and industrial machine tools. It is also a listed company with a state-owned background, with a market value of more than 50 billion. Before this outer space resources forum was held, there had been many contacts with Star Ring Trading.
It seems that China has made a decision in front of them. They are very interested in the electric propulsion technology and ion jet cutting technology of the Electric Ray P-1, and even offered a sky-high price of 10 billion RMB. However, the two parties failed to reach an agreement on technology transfer. In the end, they settled for the next best thing and set their sights on the rm-320 rocket engine that Starring Trading had sold to Russia.
The materials used in the combustion chamber can withstand 500 atmospheric pressures, the engine design can reach a terrifying thrust-to-value ratio of 1:300, and the aviation fuel is several times stronger than dimethylhydrazine... Although the era of chemical rockets is over, these The technology can be used in aeroengines used in missiles and aircraft.
Since he can sell rm-320 to Mao Zi, Jiang Chen will certainly not be stingy about selling it to Chinese companies with a broader market. For this technology, the Ye family has spent a lot of money, taking out 75% of the shares from the Ye Group in exchange for the rm-320 engine and related technical data.
Although Ye's Group's annual profit is only about 2 billion yuan, after acquiring the full set of RM-320 technology, its future appreciation expectations are quite astonishing. They not only produce aerospace rocket engines, but are also involved in missiles, aircraft and other military projects. Future Man Group is equivalent to technology shares, but because it involves sensitive projects, these shares only enjoy dividend rights and cannot be reduced in the secondary market within two years.
Hiding his astonished expression behind his smile, Jiang Chen shook the hand he held in a friendly manner and said pleasantly.
"Mr. Ye is too modest. It is also our honor to work with you to develop the vast Chinese market."
Without saying many polite words, after the two exchanged a few words, Ye Ziqi took the initiative to say goodbye to him. This rookie of the Ye family left a pretty good impression on Jiang Chen, at least better than that little girl Ye Yunfei. This can be regarded as changing the image of the new generation of the Ye family in Jiang Chen's mind.
Not all the children of aristocratic families are idiots.
Then several groups of guests were sent away. Facing the empty venue and the cleaning staff who shuttled around the venue to clean up, Jiang Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a chair and sat on it.
At this time, a glass of water was handed to him.
Jiang Chen raised his head and met Xia Shiyu's gaze.
Her black hair is tied behind her head, her face is painted with light makeup, and her eyes are like water, which is really endearing. Wearing a sleek and elegant black professional attire, it could not hide her natural beauty at all, but instead gave her a touch of the temperament of a white-collar beauty.
Xia Shiyu smiled softly and said softly, "You are tired, come and drink a glass of water."
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and instead of taking the glass of water, he reached out and pinched his brow, as if he had seen an illusion.
"It seems I'm really tired."
Xia Shiyu was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Jiang Chen's words. She glared at him with feigned anger, forced the water glass into his hand, and said angrily, "Do you like to drink it?"
Jiang Chen took the cup with a smile, brought it to his lips and took a sip.
"This is like you."
"As you said, can't I be gentle, considerate and considerate?" Sitting opposite Jiang Chen, Xia Shiyu raised her eyebrows and muttered with her little mouth pouted.
If other people in the company saw Mr. Xia, who was usually meticulous, showing such a girlish attitude, their glasses would be shattered. But Jiang Chen knew very well that this was how she looked when she was relaxing.
That expression of keeping strangers away is just a disguise for excessive self-protection.
"Of course not," Jiang Chen smiled, took a sip of water, and put the cup aside, "How was the harvest?"
Speaking of work matters, Xia Shiyu's lips curled up into a proud smile, "A total of contracts worth 130 billion Singapore dollars were signed, and the extra money was even enough to build another Penglai City."
Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile and said: "One building in Penglai City is enough. We don't have to rush to repay the tens of billions of loans from the Bank of the Future. The space elevator has been completed, and investors have considerable confidence in us. Pay back half first, All the remaining money will be invested in our lunar colony."
"You don't seem surprised?"
"What are you surprised about?"
"That's 130 billion Singapore dollars. If converted into U.S. dollars, it's nearly 150 billion U.S. dollars, and it's still waterless cash." When he said this, Xia Shiyu looked quite emotional.
One hundred and fifty billion dollars.
Four years ago, she never thought she would one day achieve such success. If I hadn't met him, the best case scenario would have been to become a project manager of a small company, struggling with projects worth ten to twenty thousand dollars, and convincing all kinds of weird clients to stay calm...
"It's only 130 billion Singapore dollars." Looking at Xia Shiyu who looked fascinated, Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Actually, after the establishment of the New Federal Reserve, money is just a number to us."
If someone else had said this, Xia Shiyu would only think that he was pretending, but when Jiang Chen said this, she had no such feeling at all. Instead, she felt that he was just stating a normal fact.
He even has the final say on how much money this country prints. What is money to him if it's not a number
Of course, even though he said that, he couldn't just turn on the money printing machine at will. Issuing banknotes requires special procedures for approval, and the information must be disclosed one to half a month in advance. Moreover, the printed banknotes belong to the New Federal Reserve and can only be provided in the form of loans to many banks registered in New Zealand such as Future Bank. .
Printing too much banknotes will cause inflation. Without an open and transparent regulatory mechanism, the monetary system itself will not be able to gain enough credit and be recognized by its own citizens and even the international community.
Xia Shiyu curled her lips, not wanting to see Jiang Chen's stinky fart, she turned her face sideways and hummed.
"Okay, Mr. Richest Man in the World, now you are as rich as any country. So, what is your next goal?"
As she spoke, she raised the water glass in her hand and used it as a microphone to put it under Jiang Chen's nose.
Hearing this question, Jiang Chen smiled and reached out to hold her cold little hand.
"Change the world."
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(I was in the car yesterday and got home a little late, so I only coded four chapters. If nothing else, it will happen again tomorrow!) (.)
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