"We are moving towards a great era."
"Just like Columbus brought the eyes of the entire Europe to the Americas, our fleet has brought the eyes of the world to the distance of tens of millions of kilometers away."
"With the progress of our engine, I believe this number will double or even grow exponentially in the next century!"
"Now Mars is just a barren desert, full of radiation, sandstorms, and all kinds of deadly dangers. But other than the distance itself, I don't think its situation will be worse than the Moon."
"It is rich in iron ore, and every grain of sand exudes the smell of rust. The asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter will become our future mine for all metals such as titanium and rare earths, as well as helium-3 energy. "
"Our fleet is growing, and our colonists will also go there in batches to transform it into the largest industrial zone for human civilization in the solar system. We will use it as a springboard to fly out of the boundaries of the solar system and redefine the frontier of our civilization. "
"Celestial Trade welcomes any company from all over the world to participate in the development of Mars."
"It is expected that in the middle of this year, we will determine the route between Earth and Mars. At the beginning of next year at the latest, we will open the first flight to Mars. "
"…"
The venue was filled with passionate speeches.
Inside the presidential suite of the Heart of the Sea, two men in suits sat by the window.
There was expensive red wine on the table, and behind them stood a well-dressed beautiful secretary. From the suits, watches, and temperament of the two men, they should be businessmen who came to Xin to inspect the investment environment.
From their angle, they could overlook the entire venue.
"Charles, I heard you sold the diamond mine in South Africa?" The man with a hooked nose took a sip of red wine.
"Yes." The man with a Jewish face nodded and said straightforwardly, "After the collapse of Rothschild Bank, I bought back my company's debt at a low price. Now my decision is equivalent to the decision of our company."
"No, no, no, I mean … why did you do this?" The man with a hooked nose asked curiously, "I remember you were quite optimistic about the reserves of the diamond mine last year. Why did you change your mind this year?"
"Didn't you notice?" The Jewish man raised his chin and looked at the venue outside the window. "From the ambition of Future Group, I can feel that at least in the next century, the traditional resource industry has no future. Look at the stock price of Vale of Brazil. Even people on Wall Street are reducing their holdings. "
"So you plan to shift your business from downstream to upstream?" The hook-nosed man smiled and said, "I remember you bragging to me last year that the factory may go bankrupt, but the mine will always maintain its value."
"You know," the Jew shrugged. "That was last year."
The same scene was repeated in different places.
Although the market had yet to react, people's expectations for the raw mining industry had fallen to a freezing point.
In the coming days and months, the prices of iron, aluminum ores, and various types of steel in the futures market plunged. The only ones that barely managed to maintain their original prices were titanium ingots and rare earths. These two materials were widely used in spacecraft, and their demand was second only to the "large quantity" of steel.
As the price of raw materials plummeted, the development of the upstream industry welcomed a golden opportunity. In Ange Island, the New Malaysia Special District, and the newly built MLL Island Industrial Park, all kinds of factories sprung up like mushrooms after the rain. With the advantage of being close to the space elevator, they were able to obtain cheap space minerals at lower shipping costs. Global capital was also keen to set up factories and invest here.
All the changes were happening in a subtle manner.
At this moment, Jiang Chen, who stood in front of the venue and described the future of human civilization to the audience and even the world, didn't think so far ahead.
The role he played at this moment was the same as Columbus.
He portrayed the "New World" as a paradise full of gold. He led the fleet of Celestial Trade to dig the coveted first bucket of gold there. The fire of civilization would naturally travel across the sea and transform the barren land into a paradise that only existed in imagination.
In the applause, the passionate speech came to an end.
Jiang Chen nodded to the applause, then handed the microphone to the host and left the venue.
…
After the closing ceremony of the exhibition, it started raining heavily.
On the side of the parking lot, Ayesha jogged to Jiang Chen and considerately opened the umbrella for him.
Looking at her shoulder that was wet from the rain, Jiang Chen immediately put his hand around her arm and pulled her into his arms.
At this time, there was a quiet exclamation. Several reporters who had just left immediately set up their cameras and pressed the shutter before the Celestial Trade bodyguards drove them away.
"There are reporters watching," Ayesha was startled by Jiang Chen's sudden action and whispered.
"It's okay." Jiang Chen smiled. "There's nothing to hide."
Even if there were no reporters watching from the side, everyone knew about his romantic affairs.
Even though some men who couldn't eat the grapes and some feminists criticized him for his indiscreet behavior and lack of respect for women …
However, Jiang Chen didn't think so.
He had never used his high and mighty position to force anyone to do anything for him. He also didn't hide his private life and did whatever he wanted under the glamorous surface. Based on this point alone, he thought he was much more moral than people in the same class.
As for the matter of mutual consent, if there were people who liked to make irresponsible remarks, then he would just let them do it. He didn't care too much about it. He didn't plan to dress himself up as a saint and participate in the election.
Feeling the warmth from the muscular chest, Ayesha blushed and snuggled into Jiang Chen's arms, quietly enjoying this moment of satisfaction. But her eyes drifted in the direction of the reporters and used the camera on the contact lenses of Ghost Agents to capture those annoying faces.
Although Jiang Chen didn't care.
But she thought it was necessary to do something to protect his reputation and shut up some people with bad intentions …
Sitting in the Luer extended sedan, as the maglev engine started, the scenery outside the window gradually faded.
Holding Ayesha's little hand, Jiang Chen looked at the blue and beautiful buildings outside the window, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.
Just then, his watch vibrated slightly.
"Your phone call," Ayesha said softly.
"Mhmm."
He gently squeezed Ayesha's little hand and then let go.
Jiang Chen opened the holographic screen of the watch and swiped his finger on it.
The call was connected, and Calvin's face appeared on the screen. As soon as he saw Jiang Chen, he reported directly.
"We found a few stowaways."
"Stowaways?" Jiang Chen looked at Calvin in surprise, smiled, and said, "Do you still need to report this kind of trivial matter to me?"
"The main thing is … their identity and the location of the stowaway are a bit special."
"Oh?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow. "What's special about it?"
"They smuggled to Mars."
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