"I think this steel factory is good. You can consider it and try to contact it..."

"This factory..."

This feeling is very good. Jiang Xiaobai kept picking and picking with a bunch of information.

Investing, holding billions of dollars in your hand, are you holding it in your hand waiting for a baby?

So you have to invest, not to mention that polar bears are indeed a good time to invest at this time.

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

Jiang Xiaobai said that one factory was, and Zhang Weiyi remembered one. In the end, Jiang Xiaobai picked out more than 40 factories.

Among them, there are the most steel mills, with as many as eight. Similarly, steel means of production are the most in short supply.

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

"Okay," Zhang Weiyi nodded.

"Also, this matter requires a special investment department in the bank to be responsible for investment, and the number of people cannot be reduced.

Contacting so many factories is a great workload…”

Jiang Xiaobai instructed that the bank is separate from Huaqing Holdings Company, and the bank and Huaqing Holdings Company are equivalent to two completely independent companies. Therefore, investment in the north must be invested in the name of the bank.

"I pulled some people from the bank, then dug a little from another place, and then set up an investment department."

Zhang Weiyi took out his small notebook and wrote it down. Jiang Xiaobai's short sentences came out, and he would do a lot of work in the future.

The people in the investment department must not be able to establish all the enemies among the current bank staff. Not to mention how many people can be left after the bank is drawn.

The key is that the people who were drawn from banks are not professional enough, and they still need to go to Europe and the United States to find some talents.

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

This will take a lot of time and may not be able to be done before the end of the year.

After staying at Moske for ten days, Jiang Xiaobai and his men embarked on a journey to Hack.

Zhang Weiyi brought fifteen bodyguards to Jiang Xiaobai and others. They will fly from Mosco to Hakk's capital, and then take a bus from Hakk's capital to Baikkor's space launch site.

"Mr. Jiang, take care of yourself."

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

"Take care. If you have something to do at home, let your younger brother and sister call me directly." Jiang Xiaobai looked at Liu Aiguo and told me.

I am in a foreign country, and I don’t know when I will meet again after this separation.

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

At the airport, we have witnessed the reunion and separation of countless people. Whether it is the tears of reunion after a long separation or the reluctance of parting.

Every hug and tears witness the truest expression of emotions.

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

"Okay, a real man is home all over the world, what's there to cry about?" Jiang Xiaobai comforted with a smile.

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

"Haha, it's okay, we'll meet again during the Chinese New Year soon. This is not an era of war. This parting will separate the yin and yang." Jiang Xiaobai was very open-minded.

Embrace and parting are the most normal scene in adult life. They are all running around for life, and there is nothing to be sad.

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

"By the way, Mr. Jiang, what is the Baikonur Space Launch Site like?" Zhao Xiaojin quickly diverted his attention.

"What do you think? Don't you have some information in your hands?" Jiang Xiaobai smiled.

"In my imagination, the huge satellite launch pad, the missile launch pad, and then the huge astronomical telescope can see the launched satellites..."

Zhao Xiaojin is not describing the Baikonur space launch site, but the science fiction scene he can imagine.

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

It's too high-end, and he couldn't get in touch with these in his previous life.

These are all military secrets, and they are the same in any country. It is only in this era that we can see the true face of the launch site abroad.

"The astronomical telescope is just like that kind of satellite pot, but it is enlarged countless times..." Anyway, it is idle, so Jiang Xiaobai started chatting with Zhao Xiaojinshen.

Two people who knew nothing were still very knowledgeable about the launch site.

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

"Yes, have you never seen it? It just like a large pot lid, it can accept satellite signals, connect it to a TV, and can collect more than 100 units." Jiang Xiaobai explained with a smile.

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

It is normal for Zhao Xiaojin not to know.

After a few more years, by the turn of the 20th century, almost every household in the country had satellite dishes.

A huge disaster can be collected at home, and it can collect more than 100 TV stations, including all kinds of programs, as well as some foreign TV stations.

Unfortunately, the country later banned it, so why! There are many different opinions, some say that it interferes with satellite signals.

Some say it is for the safety of thunderstorms, while others say it is that the information received is not regulated.

Anyway, there are all kinds of statements, and the country later banned it.

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

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

I don’t know if she will think this is high-tech after every household has installed a large pot on the roof in a few years.

The plane parked at Hack Capital Airport, but it cannot be called Hack Capital.

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

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

After leaving the airport, a local local was holding a sign and picking up the plane.

The translator communicated with him for a few words, looked back at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Dr. Jiang, he is here to deliver the car. He is outside the airport. It was Mr. Mou who arranged it to deliver the car."

"Ask him, are there any drivers? Are you familiar with the way to Baikonur Space Launch Site?"
Chapter completed!