The "2019 Celestial Trade Outer Space Resources Development Plan" was like a stone thrown into the lake, creating three layers of waves.
Capital from various countries swarmed in, and the immigrants who followed the capital influx ushered in the third round of immigration, and the scale was far larger than the previous two, even exceeding the sum of the previous two immigration waves.
More and more houses were built in Celestial City, but it still couldn't keep up with the growth of the population.
With the increase in the development of space resources, new industries were born every day in this city floating in the geosynchronous orbit, and new products appeared on the market every day. Those who originally speculated on the commercial value of the space elevator had long thrown their reservations to the wind as they rushed to Xin's market.
Everyone could see the business opportunities and the broad prospects within.
If Xin was only an ideal country for immigrants a year ago, then now it had become a paradise for immigrants.
Talents from all walks of life could find a job suitable for them in Celestial City. Even if they didn't know how to do anything, they could train for half a year at the astronaut training center on Ange Island, and then drive an aircraft to the geosynchronous orbit to work as a "cleaner".
These immigrants didn't just come from Hua, but from as far away as Canada and the United Kingdom on the other side of the world, and from Southeast Asia all the way to the Russian Far East. With the help of police drones to maintain order, these immigrants from all over the world not only didn't ruin the security environment of Xin, but they also brought their own culture to Xin, contributing to the diversity and compatibility of Xin's culture.
Not only did people at the grassroots move, but international capital also didn't want to be outdone.
After the development of the forum a while ago, private companies took the lead in tasting the benefits. With the approval from the high-level officials of various countries, public institutions linked to aerospace also began to use the platform of the space elevator to develop their own aerospace technology.
Everyone wanted to sit on this rocket, and no one wanted to be left behind by competitors in the virgin land of outer space.
Zhang Yaping didn't care about the campaign anymore. No matter how beautiful his words were, it was better than his actions. His election work was handled by Celestial Trade. Instead, he mingled with the ambassadors of various countries all day long to fight for more benefits for Celestial Trade.
Although he was busy, this guy had been living quite comfortably recently. He just attended the banquet at the Russian Embassy yesterday, and today he was chatting with the UA Ambassador. As for the specific agreements reached with various countries, it was up to Jiang Chen to teach him.
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On the evening of April 20th, a private plane landed at the Moscow International Airport.
There was no grand welcome ceremony, nor was there a crowded interview venue, but the Kremlin took out the diplomatic etiquette only for the head of state to welcome this special and distinguished visitor.
Surrounded by several burly Russians, Jiang Chen sat in the black car that was waiting for him. He couldn't tell the name from the license plate, but just by looking at the car model, he could feel the extravagance. While he was wondering if he should get one when he got back, a Russian from the security department had already respectfully opened the door for him.
In addition to the Russian Minister of Foreign Affairs, Jiang Chen also saw an unexpected acquaintance.
"Eh? You're the one who came to pick me up. I thought you were causing destruction on the Russian-Ukrainian border. "
That acquaintance was Natasha. At the moment, she was wearing a lady's suit, and her long blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, making her look quite formal. The only thing that wasn't too 'formal' was his bulging chest. He hadn't seen her for more than half a month, but Jiang Chen felt that her chest had grown a lot bigger, and the buttons on her white shirt looked like they were about to burst open. But for some reason, her waist was still so thin.
With her Eastern European ancestry, it was quite unscientific.
Natasha didn't care about Jiang Chen's sight on her chest, but she expressed a considerable degree of dissatisfaction with his first sentence and retorted without hesitation.
"Correct me, intelligence gathering and destruction are two different things. Please don't put the nature of my work and …"
"Ahem."
The Russian sitting directly across from her coughed, and Natasha quickly closed her mouth.
Jiang Chen sat next to Natasha in the car, and his eyes slightly examined the Russian sitting across from him for a moment. Of course, he knew the identity of the Russian Minister of Foreign Affairs, but that wasn't what he cared about. What he didn't understand was that from the attitude of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Natasha's identity didn't seem to be simple.
At least, she didn't look like an ordinary intelligence officer.
"Welcome to Moscow, Mr. Jiang. My full name is very long. According to the language habits of the Han people, you can call me Sminov. "Unlike his rough appearance, Mr. Sminov's voice was polite. In particular, his standard Mandarin was good enough to be a broadcaster. No wonder he was made for diplomacy.
"I'm Jiang Chen."
Jiang Chen smiled, shook his extended hand, and began to chat with him in a friendly manner.
The two didn't discuss any work matters in the car, they just chatted about everything. Sminov was also an interesting guy. He didn't talk much, but he had a lot of topics. From football to golf, and from golf to fishing. Even if Jiang Chen didn't understand something, he could use clever language skills to make Jiang Chen not feel bored.
Natasha, on the other hand, sat next to Jiang Chen like an invisible person. Perhaps because of her identity, other than the first sentence, she didn't speak again.
It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a five-star hotel that Sminov began to talk business.
"… In addition to the special security group of the Russian Security Service responsible for peripheral work, Miss Natasha will serve as your security adviser during your trip to Moscow. Whether it's life or work, if there are any inconveniences, you can consult her. "
"Don't worry, it's my job." Natasha raised her eyebrows at Jiang Chen. It was the second sentence she said after they met.
"Don't worry, I won't be polite with you."
[You ate and drank for free in my house for so long. Now that I'm on your territory, wouldn't it be a waste if I don't torture you?]
Jiang Chen grinned at Natasha, then looked at Sminov. "I don't know when you plan to start talking to us about that? I'm fine with it at any time, but I hope you don't delay it too late. "
"Three days at the latest. We will arrange for you to meet with that person as soon as possible. It's just that he is now inspecting the front line and can't come back immediately. I hope you can understand, "Sminov replied.
"No hurry, I will stay here for a while. I'm free at any time," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
After a few words of greeting, Sminov said goodbye to Jiang Chen.
Accompanied by Natasha and a group of Russian security personnel, Jiang Chen stepped into the five-star hotel. But at the door of the presidential suite where he was staying, Natasha was the only one who followed him into the room as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Chen took off his shoes and suit, took off his tie, and threw it aside. He looked at Natasha, who took out a bottle of champagne from the fridge and sat down on the sofa.
"Can you tell me now? What are you going to talk to me about? "
"Sorry, I don't know the details. This is top secret … I can only reveal one thing, which is related to the situation in Europe."
Jiang Chen nodded and didn't make it difficult for Natasha.
When he walked to the bathroom door, he was about to take off his clothes and take a shower, but he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Natasha sitting on the sofa.
"I'm going to rest in a while. Aren't you going back to your room?"
Amused by Jiang Chen, Natasha pursed her bright red lips. She leaned against the sofa and drank. Not only did she not plan to move, but she elegantly crossed her legs.
"My room? Of course it's here. "
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