He flatly refused, saying, "Sorry, I don't have time for this kind of thing."

"It won't take up much of your time. You can just casually mention it while you're having coffee and chatting with your friends," Ellie continued, still trying to retain Xing Baohua as a potential downline.

At this moment, Wozniak had already put his arm around the waist of the Latina girl he had just been talking to and walked over.

“I have a friend who wants to talk to you,” Wozniacki said.

Xing Baohua apologized to the girl first, then immediately turned and left. He mentally gave Woz a thumbs up; he'd come at just the right time.

Woz introduced friends of all ages, and each of them had their own female companions.

Xing Baohua is the only one who remains single.

Five or six people, each with a female companion, sat together, seemingly listening to one of them speak.

Judging from Xing Baohua's demeanor, he was either giving a lecture or sharing his experience!

He thought to himself, "Has this guy wandered into a den of iniquity?"

As I listened, I realized something was off; the other person was talking about some kind of convention on outer space.

Xing Baohua immediately perked up, thinking it would be a good opportunity to learn about this topic and broaden his horizons, since he was going to be involved with satellites with a motorcycle.

It also falls under the category of outer space operations, so there shouldn't be any irregularities. I feel it would be beneficial to listen to their advice.

After listening for a while, they talked about the land on the moon?

According to the contract, someone purchased tens of thousands of acres of lunar land. If a spacecraft from that country were to land on the moon, and happened to land on the land you purchased, you could mail an invoice to the space agency.

If a lunar base is to be built in the future, and your location happens to be chosen, great! You can choose to sell or rent it.

If any minerals or other metals are found beneath the land you purchase, they belong entirely to you.

In other words, all minerals on the lunar surface up to a depth of 30 miles belong to the landowners.

The speaker said that the land is only $3-4 per acre now, which is a long-term investment. Didn't you see that President Reagan bought 300,000 acres of land?

Investing now will yield returns in just a few years.

Didn't you see the space agency constantly sending people up there?

Xing Baohua wanted to complain, "They keep sending people up there; all the major news this year has been reported. The Challenger didn't even leave the atmosphere before it exploded like fireworks."

Unfortunately, not a single person inside could be found.

Before Xing Baohua transmigrated here, the Great Beauty Kingdom had never sent anyone to the moon again.

Back then, with such primitive technology, we were able to land on the moon. Why didn't we go there again after fifty or sixty years?

Was the moon landing really as difficult as legend suggests, with footage created in a Hollywood studio?

Whether or not Xing Baohua lands on the moon is irrelevant. The person selling lunar land is a genius; he can even concoct a way to make money from this.

And it's all done legally. Where is justice?

Suddenly, Xing Baohua remembered Grandpa Mou, the man who wanted to blast open a hole in the Himalayas.

This plan is somewhat plausible.

This guy suddenly thought: Why not set up a housekeeping company in the United States, specializing in cleaning space stations and satellites in outer space, including maintenance services?