Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2056: Chapter 1879: Is This Land Poisoned?!

Distressed.

Depressed.

Heartache.

Bluem also wants to be Jingjing.

Huh!

Why say ’also’?

Forget it.

Too lazy to think too much.

Sales is tomorrow afternoon, the new Xin’an City Highway has long opened, setting off in the morning and arriving by noon, still able to make the welcome banquet. As for this Oasis sale, as always, the United States has no interest whatsoever.

Concerning the Modulation Solution.

Interested parties are mostly enterprises.

Undeniably.

The fruits and vegetables cultivated with the Modulation Solution are truly delicious, undeniably so. After eating them, it feels like everything eaten before was fake. No wonder they can brew the Fruit wine that is popular worldwide.

But.

Currently.

No one knows the location of the Fruit wine raw materials plantation. However, since they publicly disclosed the reason why the Fruit wine tastes so good, various parties also gave up finding the plantation and turned their focus to the Modulation Solution.

March.

Destined to be extraordinary.

-Oasis.

Ten thousand square kilometers of governance area, valued at nearly one and a half trillion Asia Dollars.

-Modulation Solution.

Quantity unknown.

However.

Bluem estimates it won’t be less than two hundred billion in total, and that’s considering the yield of the Transcription Fluid. If expanding is easy, then doubling again is no big deal.

Thus.

If accounted high, two products, two trillion, if so…

Bluem shook his head.

Can’t think about it.

Easy to get headaches, feel stuffy, unable to eat.

…

Xin’an City.

Public Security Bureau.

Detention Room.

Dorne squats in the corner, eyes no longer filled with hatred, only… bewilderment. As things have developed to this point, it’s truly like having been screwed over, ’unlucky’ doesn’t even begin to describe his ordeal.

Three times in prison.

Four charges.

Finally.

Received the ’deported back home’ gift package.

Gift package contents:

1. Enter the Blacklist, permanently banned from entering the country.

2. Free plane ticket back to the U.S.

3. Family to receive benefits.

Everything.

Dorne had never encountered it before, for a moment, he wanted to laugh. Now, on the path of crime, had he not been somewhat ’complete,’ like collecting medals?

In the future.

Going out.

Can also brag.

— I’ve been deported, just ask if you’re afraid… Damn, what kind of ’medal’ is this, whoever wants it can take it, I just want to be a ’good person.’

At least.

Records clean.

Alright.

This identity, considered thoroughly ruined.

Outside the window.

Sunny.

Inside.

It’s him, Dorne.

Hm.

Good poetry.

Dorne only prayed to leave this country quickly. As for the idea of coming back to rob, it never dispersed. Where one fell must be where one rises again; this humiliation must be cleansed with victory.

Provoking me.

Is your lifetime greatest…

“Slap!”

Dorne is slapped to the ground by his ’roommate.’

“What are you thinking, singing, no rules at all.” A fierce man shouted, raised a fist, ready to strike, Dorne was startled, wanting to cry in his heart.

This ’roommate.’

Often sleeps.

Wakes up.

Just wants him to sing, pitiful, the skill learned by wooing girls, yet used on a man, but forced by fists, not wanting extra trouble, had to smile pleasingly.

“Alright.”

“Brother.”

The darkness in life will always pass.

Li Ming.

Will eventually arrive.

I.

Dorne.

Endured.

…

Next day.

In the morning.

With complex emotions and a hoarse voice, Dorne boarded the plane back to the United States, at the cabin door, turned back, looking at this country that left a deep scar on his soul.

“I remember it!”

Then.

Walked into the plane.

Reached the seat.

“I’m inside, please move.” Dorne said with a hoarse voice, his ticket was by the window.

Upon hearing.

The person exclaimed.

“Are you a singer?”

“…”

Oh, come on.

Mentioning the wrong thing, a hoarse voice, must be a singer? Hey, did you leave your brain at home? I might be cold, or maybe born this way, why does it have to be singing?

Sing, my ass.

Upon leaving.

Even fed a lump of crap, is this land poisonous or what!

Yet.

Dorne’s grim face didn’t dampen the young man’s enthusiasm but instead kept adding salt.

“I’m a singer too.”

“Loved singing since childhood.”

“Sing every day.”

“Without singing for a day, feel uncomfortable all over. Because of singing, was once punished to sing half a day in the classroom. That time, sang until my throat hurt so much, only got better after many days, truly memorable.”

“…”

One handle.

Another handle.

And another handle.

Dorne almost went berserk, fortunately, he had earphones, hurriedly put them on, didn’t listen, didn’t listen, didn’t want to listen, instantly, the whole world quieted down, at this moment, Dorne felt slightly touched.

Thank you.

Earphones are truly a great invention.

…

Shanghai Stock Market.

Park area.

Tang Qing is working on the interior design for the first commercial helicopter, the exterior design completed. As for various internal equipment, already divided into dozens of sub-tasks, dispatched below.

Have time.

Tang Qing will lend a hand.

After all.

Same time, Tang Qing has more than one project under him, he provides technical support, wherever needed, like cheats with his intelligence and knowledge reserve, making him invincible.

In his direct subordinate team.

Small difficulties.

Small hurdles.

Fighters solve them.

Big difficulties.

Big hurdles.

Everyone solves them together, brainstorming, Tang Qing only plays a certain role. More often, he delves into some truly cutting-edge, major scientific research projects followed by scientists.

Displayed.

Based on the overall technological level mastered by Tang Qing.

Low-end.

At best rated as mid-range.

Can’t go higher. External top technology has long been updated one generation after another by scientists day and night, new technologies constantly emerging, this is Tang Qing’s main routine.

Now.

Design helicopter.

In terms of difficulty.

Not exaggerating, it’s no harder than someone wanting to make a bicycle.

“Boarded the plane.”

Suddenly.

Tang Qing smiled, muttered,

Dorne.

This great thief entering Burma wasn’t a big deal, only encountered the investigation team, thus attracting attention, and later a series of events, needless to say, were naturally carefully arranged by the fighters.

Mucking around.

The fighters are professionals.

That evening.

Even if Dorne hadn’t smashed the TV, he would have entered, there’s no shortage of plans, create something, draw him in, incredibly simple, just unexpected, Dorne’s little temper was quite explosive.

Thus.

Spare plans saved.

Open the door.

Take away.

One smooth move.

Kill?

Unnecessary.

Dorne can’t stir up any trouble, sometimes, too idle, watching ants move is also a pastime, given the difficulty of entering Burma, estimated, not possible recently.

Then.

Tang Qing continued designing.

Commercial helicopter.

Massive.

Luxurious.

Regarding helicopter, sitting inside, everyone has the same feeling—noisy, must wear earphones, otherwise unbearable, and this commercial helicopter’s greatest feature is low noise.

Close the door.

Sofa.

Cinema.

Wine.

Can read books, sleep, hold meetings, no need for earphones to reduce noise, overall, luxury airliner inside a helicopter, private jet experience, specifically meets the need for comfortable short-distance travel.