Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

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"This steel plant looks good to me. I might consider it and try it out..."

"This factory..."

This feeling is very good, buy and buy, Jiang Xiaobai took a pile of information and kept picking and choosing.

Investment, with billions of dollars in hand, should we wait to give birth to babies?

So it must be invested, not to mention that it is indeed a good time to invest in polar bears at this time.

The economy is on the verge of collapse, prices of various commodities are rising day by day, and factories are also in turmoil.

Jiang Xiaobai mentioned a factory, and Zhang Weiyi remembered one. Finally, Jiang Xiaobai picked out more than 40 factories.

Among them, steel plants are the most numerous, with eight in total, and steel, a means of production, is also in short supply.

"Try to get in touch with these, and then go back and collect some information to see if there are any suitable factories?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Okay," Zhang Weiyi nodded.

“There is also a need to set up a special investment department in the bank to be responsible for investment, and the number of people must not be small.

Contacting so many factories is a lot of work..."

Jiang Xiaobai ordered that the bank and Huaqing Holding Company are separate. The bank and Huaqing Holding Company are equivalent to two completely independent companies. Therefore, investments in the north must be made in the name of a bank.

“Back then, I transferred some people from the bank, and then poached some from other places, and then established an investment department.”

Zhang Weiyi took out a small notebook and wrote it down. Jiang Xiaobai's few words here revealed a lot of work he had to do in the future.

The people in the investment department certainly cannot all be formed from the current bank employees, let alone how many people will be left in the bank after the withdrawals are completed.

The key is that these people recruited from banks are not professional enough, and they still need to go to Europe and the United States to recruit some talents.

Go recruit people, set up an investment department, collect detailed information about these 30-odd factories, and then contact more than 30 factories.

This requires a lot of time and may not be completed before the end of the year.

After staying in Mosco for ten days, Jiang Xiaobai took the people on a journey to Hake.

Zhang Weiyi brought fifteen bodyguards to Jiang Xiaobai and others. They would fly from Moscow to Haq's capital, and then drive from Haq's capital to the Baikonur Cosmodrome.

"Director Jiang, take care."

"Take care." Jiang Xiaobai hugged Zhang Weiyi, and then Liu Aiguo.

"Take care, if something happens at home, ask my siblings to call me directly." Jiang Xiaobai looked at Liu Aiguo and warned.

We are in a foreign country, and we don’t know when we will see each other again.

"Okay, don't worry, Brother Xiaobai, you should also take care of yourself," Liu Aiguo nodded.

The airport has witnessed the gatherings and farewells of countless people. Whether it's the tearful hug when we meet again after a long separation or the reluctance when parting.

Every hug and tear witnessed the truest expression of emotion.

Zhao Xiaojin's eyes were reddened by this scene, and she was still a little sad until she boarded the plane.

"Okay, a real man has a home all over the world, there is nothing to cry about." Jiang Xiaobai comforted him with a smile.

"I just feel uncomfortable. Besides, I'm not a man, I'm just a little woman." Zhao Xiaojin said with red eyes.

"Haha, we can see each other soon after the Chinese New Year. This is not a war-torn era, so this parting will separate the yin and the yang." Jiang Xiaobai was very open-minded.

Embracing farewell is a normal scene in adult life. They are all running for life, and there is nothing to be sad about.

"I know," Zhao Xiaojin nodded, sniffed, and looked out the window.

"By the way, Director Jiang, what does the Baikonur Space Launch Site look like?" Zhao Xiaojin quickly changed his attention.

"What does it look like in your imagination? Don't you have some information in your hand?" Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"In my imagination, there are huge satellite launch pads, missile launch pads, and then there are very large astronomical telescopes where you can see the satellites being launched..."

What Zhao Xiaojin described was not the Baikonur Cosmodrome, but the science fiction scenes he could imagine.

"Well, it should be almost the same. Everything you want is available." Jiang Xiaobai basically knew nothing about the launch site.

It's too high-end, and he didn't have access to it in his previous life.

These are all military secrets, no matter which country they are in. It is only in this era that it is possible to see the true face of the launch site abroad.

"The point-shooting astronomical telescope is just like that kind of satellite telescope, but it is magnified countless times..." Anyway, it was idle, so Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xiaojin started chatting.

Two people who knew nothing about the launch site were still talking clearly.

"Satellite pot?" Zhao Xiaojin was a little confused.

"Yes, haven't you seen it? It's like a big pot lid that can receive satellite signals. It can be connected to a TV and can receive more than a hundred channels." Jiang Xiaobai explained with a smile.

At this time, there were already some places in China, but not too many in Shanxi Province.

It's normal for Zhao Xiaojin not to know.

Wait a few more years, and by the turn of the 20th century, almost every household in the country's rural areas will have a satellite pot.

The huge disaster is that one channel at home can receive more than 100 channels, including all kinds of programs, as well as some foreign TV stations.

It's a pity that the country banned it later. As for the reason! There are different opinions, some say it interferes with satellite signals.

Some say it is for safety during thunderstorms, while others say it is because the information received is not subject to supervision.

Anyway, there were various theories, but later the country banned it.

"Really, this satellite pot is so powerful, it can actually receive satellite signals." Zhao Xiaojin sighed.

In her eyes, this is a high-tech product.

I don’t know if in a few years, when every household has a large pot lid on the roof, she will still think it is high technology.

The plane was parked at Haq Capital Airport. In fact, it cannot be called Haq Capital.

Because at this time, Hack's capital was also Moscow.

The plane stopped at Nur-Sultan Airport, and Jiang Xiaobai and others got off the plane.

After leaving the airport, there was a local man holding a sign to pick him up.

The translator exchanged a few words with him, then looked back at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Director Jiang, he is here to deliver the car. He is outside the airport. Mr. Mou arranged to come here to deliver the car."

"Ask him, does he have a driver? Is he familiar with the way to the Baikonur Cosmodrome?"

The translator had another gibbering exchange with the other party, and then said: "There are drivers, but they are only responsible for delivering the car. If you drive to the Baikonur Cosmodrome, you will need to pay extra."