"We are moving towards a great era."

“Just like Columbus brought the eyes of Europe to the Americas, our fleet brought the eyes of the world to the distance of tens of millions of kilometers.”

"As our engine progresses, I believe this number will double in the next century, even exponentially!"

"Now Mars is just a desert of desert, full of radiation, sandstorms and all kinds of dangers that are fatal, but apart from the distance itself, I don't think it will be worse than the moon."

"There is a rich iron ore mine, and every grain of sand can smell like rust. The asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter will become our future metal of all metals such as titanium and rare earth and 氦3 energy. ”

"Our fleet is growing, and our colonists will go there in batches, transforming it into the largest industrial area in the solar system for human civilization. We will use it as a springboard to fly out of the boundaries of the solar system and redefine us. The frontier of civilization."

“Xinghuan Trade welcomes any company from around the world to participate in the development of Mars.”

"It is expected that in the middle of this year, we will determine the waterway between Earth and Mars. At the beginning of next year, we will open the first flight to Mars."

"..."

There was a passionate speech in the venue.

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

There was a precious red wine on the table, and a well-dressed beauty secretary stood behind him. Judging from the temperament between the two men's suits, watches and eyebrows, they should be businessmen who came to the new country to investigate the investment environment.

Standing at their point of view, just overlooking the entire venue.

"Charles, I heard that you sold the diamond mine in South Africa?" The man with the hook nose sipped the red wine.

"Yes," the man of the Jewish face nodded and said very briefly. "After the fall of Rothschild Bank, I repurchased my company's claims at a low price. Now my decision is equal to our company's decision. ”

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

“Did you find out?” The Jews carried their chins and looked at the venue outside the window. “From the ambitions of the future people group, I can feel that, at least in the next century, the traditional resource industry has no future. Look at the share price of the Brazilian Vale company, even Wall Street people are reducing their stocks."

“So you intend to transfer the industry from the downstream to the upstream?” said the man with a hook-and-hook smile. “I remember last year you and I brag that the factory may go bankrupt, but the mine can always preserve the value.”

"You know, too," the Jew shrugged. "That was last year."

The same scene is repeated in different places.

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

In the next few days and even months, the futures market has been plunging into the price of iron, aluminum ore and various types of steel. The only thing that barely remains at the original price is the titanium ingot and rare earth. These two things are widely used in spacecraft, and the demand is second only to the steel with a large amount of fullness.

In contrast to the plunging of raw material prices, the development of the upstream industry has ushered in a good opportunity. In Angka, the Xinma Special Zone, and the newly built Mindanao Industrial Park, various factories have sprung up. With the advantage of being close to space elevators, they are able to obtain cheap space minerals at lower shipping costs, and global capital is also keen to invest in this place.

All changes are being carried out in subtle ways.

At this moment, standing in front of the venue, the voice of the audience and the audience around the world portrayed the future of human civilization, and for the time being, did not think of such a far away place.

At this moment, he played the same role as the former Columbus.

Depicting the "New World" as a paradise for gold everywhere, the fleet leading the Star Trade has dug a mouth-watering first bucket of gold, and the civilized fire will naturally drift across the ocean, transforming a barren soil into only a The paradise of imagination.

In the applause, the passionate speech came to an end.

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

......

After the closing ceremony of the exhibition, the sky was full of rain.

Next to the parking lot, Aisha ran to the side of Jiang Chen, and he opened an umbrella for him.

Looking at her shoulders wet by the raindrops, Jiang Chen immediately reached out and grabbed her arm and took her into her arms.

At this time, there was a small exclamation from the side, and several reporters who had just left the field immediately set up the camera and pressed the shutter before the star-studded trade bodyguards took them away.

"There was a reporter watching." He was shocked by Jiang Chen’s sudden movement, Aisha whispered.

"Nothing," Jiang Chen smiled. "There is nothing to hide."

Even if no reporters are watching, his romantic affairs are well known.

Although some men who don’t eat grapes say sour, and some female rights activists criticize him for being unruly, not respecting women...

However, Jiang Chen does not think so.

He never used his high position to force anyone to do something for himself. Nor did he cover up his private life and act under the glamorous surface. In this regard alone, he believes that he is far more **** than the people of the same class.

As for what you want, if anyone likes to make irresponsible remarks, let them say that they are good, and he is not very concerned. He did not package himself into a saint and then went to the general election.

Feeling the temperature from the strong chest, Aisha cheeks reddishly in the arms of Jiang Chen, quietly enjoying the satisfaction of this moment. It was just her sight, but it was the direction of the reporters, and they took pictures of those nasty faces with the camera on the special contact lens of Ghost Agent.

Although Jiang Chen did not care much.

But she thinks she needs to do something to maintain his reputation and let some unscrupulous people shut up...

Sitting on the Luerka extended car, with the launch of the magnetic levitation engine, the scenery outside the window gradually fell.

Holding Aisha's little hand, Jiang Chen looked at the blue and beautiful building outside the window, and his thoughts drifted away.

Just then, his watch shook slightly.

"Your phone," Aisha said softly.

"Ok."

Gently pinch Aisha's little hand and release it.

Jiang Chen opened the holographic screen of the watch, and his fingers were drawn on it.

When the phone was connected, Kervin’s face appeared on the screen. As soon as he saw Jiang Chen, he opened the door and reported to the mountain.

"We found several stowaways."

"Stolen passengers?" Jiang Chen accidentally looked at Kervin and smiled and said, "Is this small matter still reported to me?"

"Mainly... their identity and the location of the smuggling are a bit special."

“Oh?” Jiang Chen picked an eyebrow. “Where is it?”

"They sneaked into Mars."