Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1983: Chapter 1806: Can’t Wield the Blade Anymore

If you don’t donate.

You can imagine.

Tomorrow.

Sweden will once again make global headlines.

—not keeping one’s word.

It will become a new red label, journalists will block the doors again, who will explain? This three hundred million is not really a donation, but a compensation under another name, therefore, it must be donated.

“Alright.”

The Prime Minister decided.

The others didn’t say much, just feeling a bit bitter, look at them, so lucky, developed the Transcription Fluid Technology, without much effort, they can absorb wealth from around the world.

Two years.

GDP grew more than twenty times.

This year.

They hope to bring Sweden down, truly envious to the point of heartache, now, three scientists went missing, they gained worldwide sympathy, receiving tens of billions of ’condolences’.

God!

Lord!

This world… can’t be normal!

…

A week later.

“Hiss!”

The Prime Minister’s Office.

Clutching the heart area, watching the three hundred million euros being transferred to the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group’s account, feeling a bit suffocated, even though it was his decision, but giving away three hundred million, who wouldn’t feel heartache.

Stay steady.

Calm.

Don’t cry.

I am the Prime Minister.

It’s just three hundred million euros, it’s not his money, it’s the Swedish government’s, but the more the Prime Minister thinks, the angrier he gets, this was caused by the consortiums’ mistakes, yet Sweden has to bear it, why?

A moment.

“Sigh!”

A long sigh.

Consortium.

Just by this identity.

He also doesn’t dare to ask them for compensation, forget it, three hundred million, losing money to avoid disaster, at least there’s an explanation to outsiders, not to be despised as penny-pinching, what’s left, take it one step at a time.

…

Once the money arrives.

Online.

Messages spread at the speed of light.

“The Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group’s official website has been updated, Swedish authorities, three hundred million euros.” Every donation, the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group will announce on its official website, being very transparent about the source of donations.

However.

Spending is not transparent.

On the official website.

There are two types of donations; one is medical aid, the other is research donation, the former is some kind-hearted individuals wanting to assist patients with incurable diseases in other countries, like specifically aiding Africa, or one country.

This money is very transparent.

How much to spend.

Where to spend.

All have extremely detailed lists.

The other kind.

Research donation, equivalent to giving money, hoping the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group will develop more special medicines to contribute to the world’s medical field, therefore, where this money is spent will not be disclosed.

Regarding this.

People also accept, since it is a donation, it is given, and it’s clearly stated it won’t be told where it’s used, no controversy, even if the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group uses it to buy houses or land, these donors also accept.

Very simple.

Big contribution.

A corporation.

Saves a million people, might even save tens of millions in the future, such a company, even if it takes this money to buy yachts, villas, luxury consumption, many people accept because they accomplished things.

The worst is.

Those who can’t get anything done while extravagantly consuming and still clamoring for money.

Sickening.

Seen enough.

Even more aware of how conscientious the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group is, as long as it’s an incurable disease, usually a few thousand, at most tens of thousands to cure, much better than the previous ’bottomless pit’.

Look.

This is a conscientious enterprise.

Comparatively.

Unique in the world.

“Really.”

“Sweden still keeps its word.”

“This time losing scientists, Sweden cannot deny its responsibility, if the promised donations go unfulfilled, its reputation would be ruined, in this world, the only ones who don’t care about national credibility is one.”

“Who?”

“America.”

“Exactly what I thought.”

“World bully.”

“Indeed, strength defines everything.”

“This month, the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group received donations close to five billion dollars, pure profit, according to Myanmar’s law, this money does not need to be taxed, incredibly profitable.”

“Envious.”

“Just don’t know how long it can last.”

“…”

Speaking of this.

Many can’t help but feel regret, such ’windfall from heaven’ may not last long, three scientists disappearing represents potential technology leaks, Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group’s advantage wanes.

Therefore.

Most are not optimistic.

And this.

Also reflected in Myanmar stocks, Myanmar Environmental Technology Company, Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group, these two publicly traded companies’ stocks fell by about fifteen percent this month, and continue to decline.

Clearly.

Retail investors.

Capital.

All think it might go downhill.

However.

Some people are still optimistic.

“I believe, in the short term, similar to alternative products, the impact from technology leaks won’t manifest, the biggest reason is any company announcing a breakthrough in Transcription Fluid will be suspect.”

“Therefore.”

“I conclude.”

“The technological advantage of Transcription Fluid can be maintained for at least three years, those villains wouldn’t dare openly sell products, even possibly choosing to remain silent forever, that’s always possible.”

“Makes sense.”

“Can’t rule out this possibility.”

“So, is it time for bottom fishing?”

“Yes.”

“What are we waiting for, buy.”

“Increase stakes.”

“Bet once, if lose, take it as a lesson.”

“…”

Soon.

Myanmar stocks start to rebound, the stock price of the two enterprises sees a slight rise, the stock market, is a zero-sum game, doesn’t create new value, it’s really no different from gambling.

Only.

One is illegal, and chaotic.

One is legal, with somewhat order.

Thus.

Within three days.

Stock prices recovered.

…

Greece.

Seaview Villa.

Manor.

“Ah!”

The old man awoke in shock from the sofa.

I say.

Where am I.

What the hell… why so angry.

After three questions.

The old man sobered up, just had a nightmare, dreamt that his people found the three scientists, forced out the Transcription Fluid technology, at which moment discovered by other consortiums.

Pursued.

Fleeing.

Finally fell into a pit of excrement, narrowly escaped death, then… woke up.

“Heh.”

The old man smiled bitterly.

This dream.

Reflected his biggest worry and desire every day now—to find the scientists, obtain the technology, if possible, monopolize it completely, as for whether it works out or not is another matter, thinking about it isn’t a crime.

A month.

Spacing out.

Became his routine.

In this lifetime, he has faced numerous storms, but this time, it is the most frustrating one, before even if facing trouble, he could quickly decide, at worst, there was always a target.

However.

This time.

Don’t know where the opponent is.

Don’t know who the opponent is.

Vague.

So frustrated.

Can only search aimlessly, like a fool, once suspected Myanmar of staging, but without evidence, moreover, it’s not even about whether Myanmar staged it anymore.

But… why are they so ineffective.

A month.

No gain.

Yes.

The opponent is capable.

However.

Why can’t he trace the opponent at all, even the opponent can use his channels to transport weapons and ammunition inside, is this to prove that he can no longer wield a knife?

They.

Grown old?