CHAPTER 2120: CHAPTER 1942: PLAYING A TRICK

Here we go again.

The United States speaks.

The United Kingdom speaks.

Furthermore.

Europe also has many experts shouting, regarding the interests they represent, it’s self-evident. But unfortunately, they haven’t opened financial regulations to let some troublemakers in; wishful thinking.

Nowadays.

In certain circles.

Short-selling Myanmar has become a hot trend, and the reason is simple: Myanmar’s economy is too single-threaded, relying solely on one technology. In the eyes of those wolves, it’s a one-tree stronghold.

Precarious.

The next moment.

It might collapse.

Therefore.

Rubbing hands, ready to make a fortune. As for these desires, Tang Qing doesn’t even have the interest to trap them, but the interest to toy with them is quite significant and substantial.

Immediately.

An order was given.

...

United Kingdom.

London.

It’s morning.

After the host country finished speaking, important figures from each member country took the stage one after another. As for Zero, being an observer nation member naturally couldn’t jump the queue and had to patiently wait for the last opportunity.

In fact.

It’s much like what was said at last year’s summit, just discussions about overcoming the crisis, stimulating the economy, creating jobs, opening the market, not protecting trade, and topics like tariffs and international collaboration.

One nation.

And another nation.

Finally.

It was Zero’s turn.

As soon as they took the stage.

All eyes lifted up, and the number of eyes represented the level of attention the country received. Some countries with low presence would be lucky if one-third of the audience looked up, but for Myanmar.

Ninety-nine percent.

Very high.

Before this.

Only the US and China had such a high rate of attention, one being the world’s strongest military force, the other being the fastest-growing in recent years. Movements from these two countries have a global impact.

As for Myanmar.

It gained this level of attention in a unique manner.

First.

A technology that no one can mimic.

Second.

The ability to cause a stir.

Initially, people thought Myanmar made money and surely used it to repay the infrastructural debts over the years. In fact, they did so, but unexpectedly, they also aided other countries.

Frankly.

Many people don’t understand.

So much money.

Billions in wealth, you don’t keep it for yourself but spread it broadly. Whether others would return the favor is uncertain; a small country without a decent warship, how to play?

Thus.

Looking at Zero.

There’s more confusion in the eyes, along with a bit of sympathy because playing like this, it’s doomed to fall sooner or later; years of earnings may all vanish, regardless of the economic model couldn’t be pushed through.

Recently.

They’re messing with the World Organization of Synergy.

Ha!

Too good at causing waves.

"Good morning, everyone."

"Thanks to the United Kingdom for the invitation, allowing me the chance to stand here. The world economic crisis isn’t over, but we have already seen the dawn of victory, global recovery will come."

"In a crisis."

"It requires everyone to learn from each other, to draw lessons."

"Otherwise."

"Another economic crisis will occur once again."

"..."

Rambling.

Nonsense.

Random talk.

Dragging around. After twenty countries spoke, the new content left for Zero was already not much, especially needing to match the theme, so they directly picked and chose from previous speeches.

Live scene.

Everyone listened with disappointment.

There’s text.

But no content.

If scored, thirty is enough, can’t give more.

Moreover

Watching Zero speak passionately, many felt a sense of peculiarity in their hearts. Does Myanmar have any so-called economic crisis? None, no shadow at all.

On the contrary.

It’s flourishing.

Infrastructure.

Travel.

Trade.

All are thriving; tourists increase instead of decrease, trade is climbing rapidly, infrastructure hasn’t stopped at all — railways, highways, wharfs, airports, and the most extravagant, directly building cities.

Admiration.

Frankly.

Few present can learn from them. Just when they are sleepy.

"International financial cooperation is one of the behaviors for a country to mature. Myanmar will actively seek a way to open the financial field for the world, keeping up with the times."

"Thank you."

With that.

Zero stepped off the stage.

However.

The impact didn’t end, many were shocked.

"What?"

"Loosening up?"

In fact.

Some ’well-intentioned’ individuals are the happiest now. It seems there’s a chance. Such a Zero is a good person. As for the open model they mentioned, they don’t care much.

Opening is good.

Having seedlings.

Then trees.

And finally fruits. There’s no expectation for sudden openness. Zero isn’t crazy. If they really say that, they must suspect if it’s a trap to trick them.

...

Beijing.

Evening.

Zheng Lin’s family arrived at the villa, and other partners naturally weren’t left behind. Surprisingly, Pei Yang also came, turns out it was a normal vacation coinciding with this.

"Boss Tang."

"Cheers to you."

Pei Yang downed it in one gulp.

"Ah!"

Refreshing.

Work demands are strict, though one can drink a little, it’s impossible to be provided with commodities like fruit wine. After many occasions, even if accustomed to strong liquor, its charm is irresistible.

"Young Pei, you’ve drank half a bottle from me." Chai Ren pretended to ache.

Upon hearing.

Pei Yang laughed heartily.

Simply drank from the bottle.

"Glug!"

"Pop!"

"Refreshing!"

Like drinking beer, chugged the remaining half bottle.

"My family isn’t as rich as yours, can’t drink daily, feast every time; I’m a poor man." Pei Yang smacked his lips, a look of ’I’m poor’ justified, making everyone present laugh.

Poor man?

Ha-ha!

The Pei family isn’t poor.

However.

Compared to the Chai Family now, there’s quite a gap. Most Pei family members have joined the military, few do business, tagging along these years, barely growing to around five billion.

Chai Ren?

Tens of billions.

And all of this is directly related to the handsome man nearby. Even after so long, recalling this, Pei Yang is still shocked — a dead horse was treated like a living one, and it got better.

Just over one meal.

The person far in South Africa was rescued.

Fast speed.

Upon leaving, they even permanently trapped the opponent, still recovering from it, cluelessly unaware of who tricked them. After the New Year, Pei Yang specially visited the Yunnan Province border.

Looked at old subordinates.

Very good.

Has cars.

Houses.

Career.

Now.

Their child is about to be born, life stabilizing. After a meal, Pei Yang returned without visiting Xinhua City; he’s active, under military control, can’t casually go abroad.

Has a background.

No need to surpass rules casually.

"Tang Qing, heard you’re building airplanes." Pei Yang casually asked.

"Yes."

"Can it be used for military?"

Upon hearing.

Tang Qing nodded and shook his head.

"It can be, but I don’t have that plan. I just want to create some interesting things, not planning to get involved with weapons. However, if the country is interested, it can modify them."

On the surface.

Tang Qing has never thought about becoming a weapons dealer.