Alien Arms Empire Chapter 323

Chapter 323 Diary 323

I am an arms dealer. My daily life is actually very monotonous. When I open my eyes in the morning, I will be busy working all day.

Every morning I read the day's newspaper while having breakfast, and then listen to my intelligence network reporting on the latest news.

Some of these news are summarized content of continuous attention, and some are irregular and temporary emergencies.

If you want to make money, you must know everything that happens in the world. The gap in intelligence often affects the decision-making of a matter, and these decisions can ultimately determine the success or failure of the entire matter.

The better the details are, the faster the problem can be solved. Solving the problem faster often means more money can be made.

To be honest, I am already almost the richest person known in the world. As long as I continue to develop step by step, I will definitely be the richest person in the world.

In the morning, I will check the company's account summary report. Through this, I can roughly know how much money I have now.

Yesterday, I printed about 3 million gold coins worth of banknotes and issued them.

Including this amount of money, the current Datang Group actually controls 41 million gold coins, and the total currency issued is 54 million yuan...basically within a reasonable range.

Of course, this does not include the fixed-value assets of Datang Group... The land I own, the factories on the land and other messy things, with technology, the valuation may be higher, almost... several hundred million.

I may have achieved two to three, or four to five, of Comrade Jianlin's small goals for the time being. Frankly speaking, it is really not as good to make money in real estate as in industry.

The good news is that I also started playing real estate, and real estate started to account for a large part of my income.

The bad news is that I don't intend to rely on this thing for development at all. I am an arms dealer. I prefer to use the things I sell to destroy everything, and then rebuild the world with the things I sell.

In my opinion, most things in this world are weapons.

Medical drugs are weapons. As long as I control medical treatment and drug research and development, then all patients in the world will be my soldiers, and everyone's health will become my battlefield.

When I can decide who can use drugs and who can only wait to die, drugs that cure diseases and save lives will become weapons, weapons that control the world.

Similarly, fashion art is also a weapon. I can use it to change the target's perception, destroy the other person's worldview and values, and make my enemy unknowingly become my licking dog and a slave kneeling on the ground.

The funny thing is that they will not realize that they have been conquered. They will think that they have gained a new life and become a master, and they are willing to dedicate their personality and life savings to this.

Money is also a weapon. When the money reaches a certain amount, I can use money to destroy a powerful enemy.

In fact, countries with nuclear weapons are not invincible. As long as their economies collapse and they become poor and desperate, powerful weapons will only become a burden that crushes them.

For example, now, I only need to give an order, and the Lanes Empire, which is still under preparation, will collapse, the people will be miserable, and it will become extremely miserable...

Similarly, public opinion is also a weapon. If I control public opinion and have the mouthpiece of the world, as long as I am willing, the whole world can only hear one voice, and then I will be God.

At that time, every word I say, that is, the public opinion of this world, will be a most powerful weapon.

Whoever I say is evil is Satan, a devil, and a villain; whoever I say is innocent is as pure as an angel or a Buddha.

Speaking of food, this is the basis for maintaining the operation of the entire world. To put it bluntly, agriculture is the only core necessity of a society.

Without food, even if the network develops to 8G, even if we have nuclear bombs and laser cannons, they will eventually be reduced to dust.

So if you can control all the food in the world, food is also a weapon, or...monopoly itself is the most powerful weapon.

Similarly, the cannon and machine gun bullets I produce are also weapons, and they are the most traditional and most effective weapons.

In fact, they are the foundation of everything. Without them, everything in front of us would be like a mirror, a mirror in the water, and a rootless duckweed.

As an arms dealer, I am very aware of the relationship between gun barrels and pen holders, money bags and medicine jars.

Master these, or control these, and you can control everything in the future.

In fact, I have monopolized most of the industrial products in Dorne, Sussus and Leyte, monopolized the economies of these regions, controlled the economic development, and even infiltrated the governments of these regions.

As long as I am willing, I can control the market and earn ten or a hundred times the profit I want in an instant.

But I won't do that. Because the reason why I have control of all this is to prevent anyone except me from controlling it!

This monster is too dangerous. If left to those desperate lunatics, it will become a super weapon that plunders the world and destroys society.

With this weapon in my hand, at least I can guarantee that it will not be used—or, at least, I can guarantee that I will not use it when I have other choices.

At noon, I usually have dinner with some dignitaries or wealthy businessmen, and use this time to meet people who must be met.

These people come to see me with various purposes, most of them are to make money, and some of them are for efficiency.

It would be much more interesting if you could meet someone who came to show off your talents, or to contribute your own technological inventions.

To be honest, I very much welcome such capable people. They can bring vitality to the entire group and make me feel that the world I face is a living being with its own thinking.

This is a very interesting thing, these people are much more delicious than lunch. When they confidently unfold their drawings and introduce their technical achievements to me, I am always willing to listen patiently to their confident voices.

Although sometimes they just come up with something that I am already familiar with, I am still very happy about it.

In the afternoon I usually work in the laboratory or the drawing room, guiding some students to experiment with new techniques or simply create something by themselves.

To be frank, some things are very dangerous. Even if there is a perfect manufacturing process, the actual safety is still not high.

Even I need to be extremely careful. These are very cutting-edge experiments and are of extremely important significance to the world.

As a person whose mind is full of technological accumulation, I think I have an obligation to help the world and walk on the right path.

This is my responsibility and obligation, and it is also the way I make money! When I take away the gold coins, I will leave more to this world!

Tang Mo wrote his feelings in his diary, word for word, neatly. He would occasionally write a diary to record and organize his feelings.

Similarly, many times, excerpts from his diary will be excerpted and given to students in school, so that they can analyze Tang Mo's ideas and learn from Tang Mo's advanced thoughts.

This is a very effective teaching method. Everyone is full of curiosity about Tang Mo's ideas, and at the same time, they can also see different scenery through Tang Mo's perspective.

Just as Tang Mo was writing furiously, the door to his office was pushed open, and Harry walked in with an end-of-life report about the fashion and art circles.

He placed these documents on Tang Mo's desk, and then placed the pile on top that Tang Mo might be interested in.

Then, he took two steps back before reporting: "Master, these are the photos of the first batch of movie stars that just ended. You can take a look and give some opinions."

Tang Mo was stunned for a moment, then put down the pen in his hand, picked up the thick photo album, lowered his head and opened the first page.

Then he saw the faces of stunning beauties, some looked like Audrey Hepburn, some looked like Gal Gadot, and some looked almost exactly like Sophie Marceau.

This world is very big, so big that if you want to find some familiar faces, the probability is still very high.

Tang Mo believed that the men who went to select movie stars must have never seen movie stars in their own world, but they still followed male instincts and selected a group of women who could be called works of art.

“If you think something is bad, you can tear it up and throw it into the trash can.” Harry said to Tang Mo with a smile.

Tang Mo closed the photo album and handed it back to Harry - as a man, he also had his own instinct: "Keep them all!"

“That night's celebration ball, we invited a lot of female guests.” Harry took the album and said to Tang Mo.

Tang Mo didn't take it seriously: "Do you think I'm someone who cares about a few bottles of good wine and some food? How about a masked dance?"

"As you wish, Master." Harry had no objection. He knew that even if Tang Mo wanted to hold a cocktail party without clothes, most of the women on the list would be willing to attend.

Tang Mo nodded slightly, and then said, "Give them some nice dresses. After all, there are many rich people coming in the evening."

“Yes!” Harry bowed slightly, then retreated towards the door.

Tang Mo lowered his head and continued writing in his diary: "I don't like cocktail parties. Going to cocktail parties is a waste of my time...I have no interest in those women at all..."

(End of this chapter)

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