h4Chapter 1760: Chapter 1590: ERV Consortium (Seeking Subscription!)/h4

    Gradually.

    More and more guests arrived.

    The atmosphere grew increasingly warm. Many people hadn’t seen each other for years. Gathering today, there were many old stories to revisit,plemented by the band’s deliberate ying of nostalgic music, it almost turned into a grand nostalgic scene.

    Back in the day.

    The industry wepeted in together.

    The rivals we tricked together.

    The wild past we shared.

    ...

    "It’s been a long time since I tasted such vor."

    Regarding the red wine hospitality,

    Many faces were full of nostalgia. They hadn’t drunk it for a long time either, andpared to the fruit wine, it was immensely satisfying. A sip today evoked memories from long ago, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

    The scene.

    Unexpectedly, it even added a touch of warmth.

    "This is to keep us from forgetting our traditions!"

    Amidst the crowd,

    Upon hearing this, some members of the American consortium families couldn’t help but blush. Forget traditions, it was just too much inventory, drinking through cases couldn’t finish it, inviting you to help consume it.

    Not to waste.

    Upon hearing this,

    Someone became generous.

    "I have three wine cers at home. If you want to drink, there’s plenty." Previously, they thought that the good stuff should be saved for future generations to enjoy, and it still is, but now, this good stuff has been reced with something else.

    "I have quite a few too."

    "My family has some too, I’ll send you someter."

    "..Thank you."

    The person receiving the gifts looked helpless.

    The narrative style,

    changed just like that quickly.

    Many present were from century-old families, or even older. Which family didn’t have a cer full of red wine, and some had more than one. Previously, they felt it was not enough, but now they think it’s so much it takes up space.

    "I’m a bit curious about what a ten-year-aged fruit wine would taste like."

    "It must be very good."

    "Fruit wine has only been around for three years, seven more years to go."

    "Slowly wait, there will be that day. I really wonder how it’s brewed." As lovers of wine, how could they not be curious about the brewing method, but so far no one has figured out the craftsmanship over there.

    Not to mention the craftsmanship.

    Even the exact location of the winery is unclear.

    Myanmar Economic Zone.

    Most of it is uninhabited mountainous area.

    Hiding a factory is too easy. If it were another country, you could bribe someone to know at least where the factory is, but over there, nothing goes through, and even satellite images show no clues.

    As for the winery that’s openly shown,

    Hmph.

    How could it produce so much fruit wine? Clearly fake. Unfortunately, the people behind it practically make thew locally, so no one questions if the origin is legitimate.

    In secret,

    the form for the fruit wine has been priced at five hundred million dors.

    However.

    To this day, there’s nothing.

    There are many who want to earn this money, but no one has seeded.

    It’s quite frustrating.

    A few years ago.

    A country with almost no surveince cameras has, within a few years, be the country with the highest density of surveince cameras in the world, bar none, on every street, every highway, even along railway lines.

    Full coverage without blind spots.

    And even in the mountainous areas, it’s as if there’s surveince there too. Some hikers, after not walking far, would be detained, at worst sent away, and if they were foreigners, would likely be directly deported back.

    No room for negotiation.

    In these few years.

    Such games of wits and courage have urred too many times.

    You could say they were quite lively.

    In the end,

    there was really no progress, so it finally quieted down a bit.

    Thinking about the fruit wine.

    Sipping the red wine.

    It felt like chewing wax, and most would just sip lightly, leading to an unavoidable truth: from start to now, it’s still almost the first ss for many, with few showing much consumption.

    When the time came.

    The band stopped ying.

    They knew.

    It was going to start.

    All eyes turned to the podium not far off. They didn’t have to wait long before today’s main character, the director of ERV, wearing a suit, slowly stepped onto the podium, a gentle smile on his face.

    No excitement.

    No thrill.

    The gentle smile,

    contained a calmness that everyone could sense.

    What kind of person is the scariest?

    Someone unppable and hard to anger, that’s the scariest.

    All along,

    the director has had this image, handling anything with a calm expression, wless in speech, humble in demeanor, but when taking action, it could leave people around him dumbfounded.

    When inactive, nothing happens.

    Once in motion,

    it’s earth-shattering.

    Rtively speaking, the group is actually weing ERV, since most here do not operate within the United States, so a risingpetitor doesn’t feelfortable for American domestic consortiums.

    Although they are allies,

    they don’t want allies to fall, but if they encounter some minor troubles, they watch it as amusement.

    Life is long.

    For people at this level, pleasures are few, and this is one of them. Plus, ERV has little conflict of interest with most here, as ERV invests in new technologies and new markets while they focus more on resource-based ones.

    Energy.

    Minerals.

    Food.

    Consumer goods.

    Manufacturing.

    Finance.

    Medicine.

    Construction.

    Military industry.

    These are their core fields, with rtively stable profits, and ERV has not touched them, so many support ERV’s official recognition into the consortium circle.

    At this moment,

    that director said:

    "Distinguished guests, good evening."

    "I am very honored to have invited you all to this banquet. Traditionally, Mr. Morgan should have been the first toe on stage, but he gave me this opportunity, for which I am very grateful."

    Here,

    he nodded to an elder below the podium as a sign of respect.

    The elder smiled, nodded back. As organizers of the event, naturally their group should have spoken first, but after a lifetime as ’big shots’, this order didn’t seem as important.

    "With the help and support of many, ERV has reached where it is today. In the days toe, ERV will not disappoint, will continue moving forward, and bear the era’s responsibilities."

    "..."

    Nothing substantial.

    Thanks.

    Wee.

    Cooperation.

    The speech revolved around these themes.

    It went on for a full five minutes. Everyone present wasposed and patient, listening quietly, as the director’s status was already different, and every word might have hidden meanings.

    Finally.

    Apuse!!

    Amidst a wave of apuse.

    ERV consortium,

    formally stepped into the circle of consortiums.

    A consortium,

    does not need to register with industrial andmercial authorities but speaks with strength. Strictly speaking, by the end ofst year when ERV aimed for consortium status, it had the strength of a general consortium butcked recognition.

    Now.

    It finally crossed that threshold.

    ERV officially became recognized as a consortium power.

    After speaking,

    the representative of the American consortium,

    the current head of the Morgan family walked up, patted the director’s shoulder, and smiled to the audience: "Today is a special day, we wee another friend."

    "The new consortium adds more strength to us. Today, the world’s transformation is elerating, new technologies, new opportunities, new challenges are leaving some unprepared."

    "But, in any case, we will continue to be the force at the forefront of transformation. Past, present, future, we have amon goal—to lead the world forward."

    "..."

    The words contained a bit of arrogance but were genuinely heartfelt and capable.

    Consortium.

    Has it not always been this way!