"Incredible technology."
After getting off the Mars space elevator, Jason stepped on the ground covered with alloy plates. He was wearing a spacesuit. He reached out and fiddled with the button on his belt. He looked at the pointer that was firmly fixed at 1G and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
Even on Mars with low gravity, he could feel the same gravity as on Earth. As long as he remembered to charge the gravity belt regularly, he could walk and live normally as if he was on Earth.
Levitt, who followed Jason down the space elevator and stood on the vertical lift, asked him.
"How do you feel?"
"Very good, I feel like I can fly with a light jump." Jason moved his limbs and said with a smile, "What do you think would happen if anti-gravity technology was used on cars?"
Although Jason said this in a joking tone, Levitt thought about it seriously before he answered.
"Isn't there already a maglev car? If the anti-gravity module is designed to support the entire car, the cost will probably not be too low. After all, the cost of a gravity belt will probably not be less than 10,000 Xin New Dollars. "
"That's true," Jason said with a smile.
Jason Loki, the last son of the Loki family, the CEO of B City Steel Group. Standing next to him was the secretary arranged by his father, Old Loki, who graduated from the Department of Economic Management at Columbia University and was about five years older than him.
The B City Consortium's involvement in the steel industry was only recent, and even this steel group was only recently registered. Now the entire B City Steel Group, in addition to an office located on Boston Financial Avenue and more than 20 employees, including accountants, had only 10 million Xin New Dollars in deposits on the books.
10 million Xin New Dollars.
As a start-up capital for a startup, this amount of money was quite generous. However, for companies involved in heavy industry, especially space resource development projects, this start-up capital was still not enough. However, Loki was not worried about money. After all, he had the backing of the First B City Bank. As long as he could show his family the profit prospects, he could easily get a loan of hundreds of millions of Xin New Dollars.
This was the difference between a rich person starting a business and a poor person starting a business. From the very beginning, it was like a plug-in.
He got on the rail train and went directly to Tiangong City from the space elevator base station at the equator.
At this time, Tiangong City had doubled in size compared to half a year ago. The alloy plates made of steel were laid from the central colony cabin to the edge of the city. The rebuilt concrete wall was taller and stronger than the previous shooting platform. Hideous electromagnetic pulse cannons could be seen on the concrete wall. It was said to be prepared for Devil Worms.
But recently, Devil Worms were rare.
The infrasound fence would make them consciously stay away from the Tiangong City, and the reason why they chose to use steel plates to pave the road was only because it was cheaper than cement paving. Upon closer observation, it could be found that the buildings in Tiangong City were basically made of metal.
After leaving the Tiangong City Station, Jason deliberately did not take a car but chose to walk.
On the way to the central colony cabin, he carefully observed the Martian city. Perhaps in response to the invasion of Devil Worms, the city was designed with the layout of a fortress from the beginning. This kind of design couldn't be said to be beautiful. From the outside, most people living inside would not feel comfortable.
Jason walked into the central colonial cabin, showed his business card to the receptionist at the front desk, and was led to the governor's office by the staff.
"Are you Mr. Hong Zewei?" Looking at the Han man standing in the office, Jason smiled, extended his right hand, and politely greeted, "I often hear my father mention your name and praise you as an outstanding manager. I still had some doubts before, but now I am convinced. "
"Mr. Loki?" Hong Zewei just smiled faintly and didn't take the flattery too seriously. "He called me. I didn't expect you to come so soon. Please sit down. There is nothing here to entertain you. I hope Mr. Loki can forgive me. "
"Not at all. It is an honor for you to take the time out of your busy schedule." Jason smiled and said humbly.
It could be seen that the little son of the Loki family had a deep understanding of the Han culture. He did not just learn the basics of Han. From the beginning of entering the door, he communicated with Hong Zewei in Han. The wording of his speech was also relatively humble, and he did not put on the airs of a descendant of a powerful family.
It was precisely because of this that Hong Zewei had a good impression of him. Compared to the nouveau riche who waved money and talked to him as soon as he entered the door, it was obviously more comfortable to cooperate with this kind of person.
Now that the development of space resources was the general trend, Tiangong City did not lack the favor of investors. What's more, Celestial Trade was the number one power. As the governor of Celestial Trade, Hong Zewei did not need to be polite to anyone.
"This is?" Jason asked as he looked at the cup of red tea on the table.
"Loxim tea, a fungus that grows in the mantle circle, a companion fungus of oxygen-producing fungi. It is surprisingly delicious when dried and used to make tea. It is a very popular drink in Tiangong City. " Hong Zewei took a sip from the teacup, smiled, and said in a humorous tone, "There is no poison, don't worry."
Learning from Hong Zewei, Jason brought the teacup closer to his lips and took a sip. He felt the sweet coolness spread along the tip of his throat, and his eyes lit up.
"Good tea!"
"You can take some back." Hong Zewei said, "Next year we plan to ship a batch to Celestial City for sale, but it is still not for sale for the time being."
"Then I won't be polite," Jason said with a smile.
The two chatted for a while, and soon the topic got down to business. This time Jason was visiting on behalf of B City Steel Group, and his purpose was self-evident. For such a large-scale international capital, Tiangong City, which was undergoing industrial restructuring, naturally welcomed it with open arms.
"We are very optimistic about the development prospects here and plan to invest in a factory on Mars. The entire B City Steel Group was established for this purpose, and I am also here for this purpose." Jason said with a smile, "Of course, in addition to steel, we are also very interested in other industries."
"For example?"
"For example, real estate development."
"Oh? Does Mr. Jason see the prospects of real estate development in Tiangong City? "Hong Zewei smiled.
"With the establishment of the galaxy highway and the second South American space elevator, there will soon be a large number of immigrants and tourists from Earth. And I noticed that the buildings here are carved from the same mold. With all due respect, in terms of comfort and aesthetics, it is certainly not much better, "Jason said with a smile.
"A lot of people have complained to me about this problem." Hong Zewei took a sip of black tea and said with a smile, "After all, in the early days, survival was the first element here."
"In the future, the citizens of Tiangong City will definitely be very rich. After all, you are sitting on a treasure. I think it is necessary to improve the housing environment in Tiangong City. If you believe me, you can leave this to us. I know a lot of talents in this area, and they will definitely be able to design beautiful and comfortable apartments for Tiangong City. "Jason looked at Hong Zewei sitting across from him and said eagerly.
Development of real estate on Mars required a lot of steel, and this steel could be supplied by B City Steel Group. The steel produced could be directly turned into housing, sold to immigrants settling on Mars, or developed into high-quality hotels. B City Steel Group would make a lot of money.
Not only that, but Jason also saw something more long-term.
Five years later, the Defense Alliance would pick up Grauvin's starship from under the ice sheet of Europa, and they would definitely find a place to settle the refugees of the extraterrestrial civilization. This place couldn't be on Earth, so the most likely place was on Mars.
As long as the B City Consortium develops well in the next five years, they will be able to take this big business.
How could doing business with one's own people compare to doing business with aliens?
What's more, this wasn't just a matter of style.
From this business, Jason saw countless money.
Five years later, people would no longer mention his name as the youngest son of the B City Consortium's Lodge family, but as a steel tycoon.
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