Chapter 1,250 The Prelude to the Great Era

"We are heading into a great era."

"Just like Columbus brought the attention of Europe to the Americas, our fleet has brought the attention of the world to tens of millions of kilometers away."

"As our engines improve, I believe this number will grow exponentially, even exponentially, over the next century!"

"Mars now is just a barren desert, full of radiation, sandstorms and all kinds of fatal dangers, but apart from the distance itself, I don't think its situation is worse than the moon."

"There are rich iron ores there, and every grain of sand exudes the smell of rust. The asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter will become our future mine for titanium, rare earths and other metals, as well as helium-3 energy. "

"Our fleet is growing, and our colonists will also go there in droves to transform it into the largest industrial area that has made human civilization possible in the solar system. We will use it as a springboard to fly out of the solar system's boundaries and redefine our boundaries. The frontiers of civilization.”

"Star Ring Trading welcomes any company from around the world to participate in the development of Mars."

"It is expected that by the middle of this year, we will determine the route between the Earth and Mars. We will launch the first flight to Mars by the beginning of next year at the latest."

"..."

The venue was filled with passionate speeches.

Sitting in the presidential suite in the heart of the ocean, two men in suits sat by the window.

There was expensive red wine on the table, and a well-dressed beautiful secretary stood behind her. Judging from the suits, watches and the temperament between the two men's brows, they should be businessmen who came to the new country to inspect the investment environment.

From their angle, they could just overlook the entire venue.

"Charles, I heard that you sold the diamond mines in South Africa?" The hook-nosed man took a sip of red wine.

"Yes," the Jewish-faced man nodded and said simply, "After the collapse of Rothschild Bank, I repurchased my company's debt at a low price. Now my decision is equal to our company's decision. "

"No, no, no, I mean...why are you doing this?" the hook-nosed man asked curiously, "I remember that you were quite optimistic about the reserves of that diamond mine last year. Why did you change your mind this year?"

"Didn't you notice?" The Jew raised his chin.

Looking at the venue outside the window, "I can feel from the ambition of Future People Group that, at least for the next century, the traditional resource industry has no future. Just look at the stock price of Vale in Brazil. Even Wall Street people are reducing their holdings of stocks.”

"So you plan to transfer the industry from downstream to upstream?" the hook-nosed man said with a smile, "I remember you bragging to me last year that the factory may go bankrupt, but the mine can always maintain its value."

"You know," the Jew shrugged, "that was last year."

The same scene was repeated in different places.

Although the market has not reacted at this moment, people's expectations for the prospects of the original mining industry have fallen to freezing point.

In the coming days and even months, the prices of iron, aluminum ore and various types of steel in the futures market will plummet. The only ones that can barely maintain their original prices are titanium ingots and rare earths. These two things are widely used in spacecraft, and their demand is second only to steel, which is "large in quantity and full in pipes".

Contrary to the plummeting price of raw materials, the development of upstream industries has ushered in good opportunities. Various factories have sprung up in Anga Island, New Matt District, and the newly built Mindanao Industrial Park. With the advantage of being close to the space elevator, they can obtain cheap space minerals at lower shipping costs, and global capital is also keen to set up factories and invest here.

All changes are taking place imperceptibly.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, who was standing in front of the venue and using his voice to describe the future of human civilization to the audience and even the world, had not yet thought of going to such a distant place.

The role he plays at this moment is the same as Columbus once did.

Depicting the "New World" as a paradise filled with gold, where the fleet leading the star ring trade dug the coveted first pot of gold, the fire of civilization will naturally travel across the ocean and transform a barren soil into something that only exists in An imaginary paradise.

In a round of applause, the passionate speech came to an end.

Jiang Chen nodded to thank the applause, then handed the microphone to the host and turned to leave.

…

After the closing ceremony of the exhibition, it rained heavily.

Beside the parking lot, Ayesha trotted up to Jiang Chen and opened his umbrella for him very considerately.

Looking at her shoulders that were wet by raindrops, Jiang Chen immediately reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his arms.

At this time, a small exclamation came from the side. Several reporters who had just left the scene immediately set up their cameras and clicked the shutter before the Star Ring Trade bodyguards drove them away.

"There are reporters watching." Ayesha whispered after being startled by Jiang Chen's sudden movement.

"It's okay," Jiang Chen smiled, "There is nothing to hide."

Even if there are no reporters watching, everyone knows about his romantic affairs.

Although there are some men who say grapes are sour, as well as some feminists who criticize him for his immodest style and lack of respect for women...

However, Jiang Chen didn't think so.

He has never used his superior position to force anyone to do something for him. He also did not hide his private life and acted recklessly under the bright surface. For this reason alone, he believed that he was far more disciplined than people of the same class.

As for the things you and I agree on, if there are people who like to make irresponsible remarks, then let them talk about it, he doesn't really care. He has no intention of marketing himself as a saint and then running in the general election.

Feeling the warmth from that strong chest, Ayesha nestled into Jiang Chen's arms with blushing cheeks, quietly enjoying this moment of satisfaction. But her gaze drifted in the direction of those reporters, and she used the camera on the special contact lenses for ghost agents to take pictures of those annoying faces.

Although Jiang Chen didn't care much.

But she thought she had to do something to protect his reputation and shut up some people with ill intentions...

After getting on the Rulka limousine, as the magnetic levitation engine started, the scenery outside the window gradually downwards.

Squeezing Aisha's little hand, Jiang Chen looked out the window at the blue and beautiful buildings, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

At this moment, his watch vibrated slightly.

"Your phone number." Ayesha said softly.

"Um."

He squeezed Ayesha's little hand gently, and then let go.

Jiang Chen clicked on the holographic screen of his watch and traced it with his finger.

When the call was connected, Kerwin's face appeared on the screen. As soon as he saw Jiang Chen, he got straight to the point and reported.

"We found several stowaways."

"Stowaways?" Jiang Chen glanced at Kerwin unexpectedly, smiled and said, "Do you still need to report such a trivial matter to me?"

"The main thing is...their identities and the location of their smuggling are somewhat special."

"Oh?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "What's so special about it?"

"They smuggled themselves to Mars."