CHAPTER 1875: CHAPTER 1700: LAMENTABLE

They think.

-What to do.

-Where to go.

-Signs.

Should not be known by outsiders. This issue was investigated, with the most feedback from Western tourists. In response, Kan Qin just shook his head; if something really happens, whose responsibility is the criticism?

They can curse one more line.

They definitely won’t hold back.

So.

Since the decision was made.

It won’t be withdrawn, even if its presence can only save a few people, and for most, it might be forgotten the next day, but for those few, they’ve lost everything.

"We must strengthen, not weaken."

Kan Qin thought.

At this moment.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Vice President Kan Qin, the person has arrived," the Secretary said.

"Okay."

Kan Qin stood up. This month, he has been extremely busy. Due to commodities and project loans, numerous visitors were attracted, at least at the ministerial level from a country, or even the Vice President.

Some Presidents came in person.

Especially during the start of the Olympics, many high-level officials from various countries came by, under the guise of inspections, subtly expressing their desire for loans. Ling received some, and he received some.

Today’s visitor.

Is the Deputy Prime Minister of Cambodia.

After about ten minutes.

In the reception hall.

They gathered together.

After the formalities, they began the substantive topic---loans. These days, everyone who came was for this matter. Some, who hadn’t come yet, saw others had, and not going would represent disinterest.

So.

Those with some interest sent significant people over.

"You have quite a lot of projects!"

Kan Qin said candidly.

Commodities.

Projects.

They have them all.

Resources

Energy.

Infrastructure.

Medical.

Communication.

All were not lacking, with a total exceeding two hundred billion Asia Dollars, which is not much compared to other countries. However, last year, their national GDP was only over eighty billion U.S. dollars, and their finances couldn’t bear it.

Loans.

Are not free.

Repayment has to be considered, and crucially, this country’s currency system is nearly collapsing, with the primary circulating currency domestically being the U.S. Dollar, making it a unique existence among many small countries.

Moreover.

They still owe a lot of money.

Back then.

Even the demining costs haven’t been repaid; a hundred dollars per mine, taking two years to clear millions of mines, with contract prices worth several billion dollars, repayment would take at least ten years.

Now.

It’s another two hundred billion.

"So, can the term be longer?" their Deputy Prime Minister said.

More?

Of course, it should be more.

Otherwise.

If they cut it, wouldn’t it be less? It’s heard that all countries do so, throwing in a lot of projects, hoping to increase the winning probability, his target is as long as there’s fifty or sixty billion.

Half an hour later.

Their hands were clasped together.

Click, click, click!

The accompanying journalists took pictures.

In the evening.

"Today, Kan Qin met the Deputy Prime Minister of Cambodia. The two sides discussed commodity and project loans, and finally, in a friendly atmosphere, they reached a loan intent of over eighty billion Asia Dollars."

This kind of news.

Has become no longer novel.

This month.

Too many important personalities have visited, and too many intentions have been reached, causing the audience to feel a bit fatigued, but their confidence has swollen; in the past, they asked in vain, but now people are asking them.

Feels good.

At home.

Kan Qin drank fruit wine.

Beautifully satisfied.

After enduring hard times, a sudden turnaround made even him feel a little elated, fortunately, there is Ling, an always calm leader in front, so he’s not afraid that his elation would cause any impact.

Within the framework set by Ling.

Even if elated.

He couldn’t fly too high.

"This fruit is delicious."

Kan Qin’s wife.

Ate another big Apple after dinner, exclaiming with praise, "Will we have this to eat in the future?" It was delivered today, for free, as specially-supplied fruits and vegetables, nearly making her hug the lettuce to eat.

"Yes."

"What kind of variety?"

"Do you want to plant it?"

"Yes."

"Too luxurious." Kan Qin smiled wryly. It was only today he found out that the transcription fluid has such effect; Ling held a meeting in the afternoon, specifically reporting this matter, and launched agricultural-use fluid.

Amazing.

Admirable.

Joyous.

At the same time.

He also learned another shocking news, fruit wine is brewed from plants cultivated with this transcription fluid, no wonder a bottle’s ex-factory price was two thousand, Kan Qin even felt it was sold too cheaply.

Transcription fluid is more expensive than gold.

Golden irrigation.

Expensive is expected, originally thought Ling would keep the fruit wine’s formula secret forever, but now it seems, once the transcription fluid leaks out, someone would eventually experiment and figure it out.

So.

Ling simply prepares to make it public.

Thus.

As long as the transcription fluid is controlled, there’s no fear of competition. Because Ling said, to produce fruit wine of the same taste, the cost per bottle would exceed ten thousand, completely not fearful.

It doesn’t exclude others from using it to produce a second-tier fruit wine.

But Ling doesn’t care.

Even welcomes it.

Because ultimately what’s being squeezed isn’t the current fruit wine market, but the entire other middle and low-end alcohol consumption market, in the long run, the Myanmar Bank Group would become the top of this profit chain.

Ha ha.

High.

Truly high.

Not even leaving the mid-to-low-end alcoholic market untouched, by then, earning more. Conservatively estimated, it would increase profits five to ten times the current fruit wine profits, thinking of this, Kan Qin gasped.

Heavens!

How much money is that?

Three to five hundred billion per year?

More than that.

Damn.

Another super profitable project. Besides that, the high-end agricultural product market will also shock the world, bringing massive influence, while also creating enormous profits for the Myanmar Bank Group.

This is meant to change the world!

...

In Beijing.

Chai Ren was watching the news.

"The United Kingdom’s third-largest bank, Barclays Bank, announced its 1.6 billion dollar acquisition of Lehman Brothers Company’s New York headquarters, two data centers, and certain trading assets."

"..."

"Japan’s largest securities company, Nomura Holdings, signed two consecutive agreements with Lehman Brothers, acquiring Lehman’s Asia Pacific businesses (excluding South Korea) as well as its businesses in Europe and the Middle East."

"..."

"The French Power industry giant’s subsidiary has agreed to acquire the subsidiary company Eagle Energy Partners from Lehman Brothers, aiming to optimize French Power’s gas supply business."

"..."

"On the same day, two private equities reached an agreement with Lehman Brothers to acquire the majority of investment management business, including Neuberger Berman, for 2.15 billion dollars."

"..."

Chai Ren shook his head.

Lehman filed for bankruptcy a few days ago.

The big auction begins.

At this rate.

Lehman is really going to be history, but it’s not worth sympathizing with; these enterprises thrive on excitement, and since they entered the game, they should be prepared for failure, reaching this point is self-inflicted.

Now.

The United States is unreliable.

Huaxia must self-save.

As far as he knows, vast amounts of funds will soon be released, although there are disagreements on how much; according to the initial estimate, it’s three to five trillion, however, now there is another variable.

---Myanmar.

The Asia Dollar it prints is about to flood into Huaxia.

It’s simple.

A hundred million project.

Huaxia accepted it.

Received a hundred million Asia Dollars, and the Central Bank has to print a hundred million domestically, meaning that as the Asia Dollar over-issued, Huaxia has already over-issued, essentially not needing to print that much by itself.

Three hundred billion might be low.

Three point five.

Four.

Or even four and a half trillion.

He is still unsure now, quickly a massive amount of funds will go down, he has heard there’s a difference in the estimated amounts, which soon will be resolved.

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