In the 5960th year of the Xia calendar, in Yunshan, Huaxia Federation, in a certain
manor , when Lin Jiang appeared, everyone in the room walked out silently. Lin Jiang walked into the room, and there was an old woman with wrinkles on the bed.
"Sir"
"Lie down, don't get up"
"Thank you sir for coming to see me off for the last time, I'm going to find my sisters"
The old woman's face glowed with some red light, and Lin Jiang knew that this was called the last light of life.
"I'm sorry for you"
Lin Jiang was silent for a long time, and said something. This old woman was called Chen Ai, the last secretary of the first generation of secretarial group after he abandoned Lin Yang's vest. This year, she was over 90 years old and was about to reach the end of her life.
Lin Jiang really felt sorry for them. These secretaries and Lin Jiang were husband and wife in reality, but not in name. Lin Jiang never owed them materially, and let them enjoy the material life of the world's top ladies.
But they also lost a lot, such as hiding their merits and fame. They should have left a deep mark in history. They should have their own children, but they didn't. They even lost their freedom. Even if they retired for many years, they were under surveillance no matter where they were.
"Sir, don't you understand? This is our own will. My sisters and I love you and will love you until death."
"No one knows your love."
"It's enough for us to know, sir." "
I'm sorry."
"Don't say sorry anymore."
"Okay."
"Sir, I'm dying. Can I take another look at your true face?"
"Okay."
Lin Jiang nodded and took off the mask on his face. This is a high-tech mask, similar to the human skin mask, which is extremely realistic.
"Sure enough, the sisters guessed it right, sir, are you an immortal?"
Chen Ai looked at Lin Jiang's young face and was only slightly surprised. You can wear a mask on your face, but you can't hide it on your body, such as your hands, feet, and neck. The skin has never been loose, and there has never been age spots.
They are all extremely smart women and have guessed something long ago.
"I'm not an immortal, but I have a long life"
"Really, sir, how long can you live?"
"I don't know, maybe the world is destroyed, I will still be alive"
"That's great, sir, you can continue to watch the world develop calmly, but it's a pity that I can't see it"
"I will visit you more often in the future"
"Sir, you are a man of great things, you don't have to waste time on us, sir, can you tell me about your past, you must have a lot of stories" "
Okay"
Lin Jiang nodded, at this moment his cold heart was extremely soft, and he told her a lot of things, including things in the immortal cultivation era and things in ancient times.
After talking for an unknown amount of time, Lin Jiang sighed, Chen Ai had no breath, her face was still full of smiles, Lin Jiang seemed to see the first time he saw her.
Lin Jiang rubbed his face, put on the mask again, then walked out of the room, and ordered his men to arrange a grand funeral for her.
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Harbour City, a manor villa
Lin Jiang is back, Harbour City is his old nest, he doesn't like Kyoto, he likes Harbour City, there is no reason, he just likes it.
In the huge conference room, there were several young and beautiful female secretaries waiting for Lin Jiang. They were the fourth generation of secretaries around Lin Jiang. For each generation of secretaries, Lin Jiang would spend about 30 years with them. When they were old, he would arrange for them to live in retirement, and they could go anywhere on the planet.
"Sir, the first manned spacecraft is ready. It will be launched at 12:00 tomorrow noon,"
the secretary said after handing a document to Lin Jiang. Lin Jiang picked up the document and looked at it silently.
The development of this world is very different from that of Blue Star under Lin Jiang's intervention and its own inertia. After World War II, aerospace technology on Blue Star developed rapidly, but there was a background, that is, the Cold War. Many technologies were born based on this background.
But there is no Cold War in this world, so aerospace technology has no motivation for development. The successful launch of the first artificial satellite five years ago was still Lin Jiang's initiative.
Because of decades of peaceful life, many people have lost their goals, and even the country's scientific and technological development goals have been lost. They don't know how to develop. For example, military technology has stagnated after the end of the war. Decades of development are not as fast as the previous two or three years.
So Lin Jiang set a new goal for the world, that is, the sea of stars. Because of the strong technical accumulation, the first artificial satellite was successfully launched very quickly, and now the manned spacecraft has begun.
"Sir, do you want to change the name of this first manned spacecraft?"
"No, it will be called Shenzhou No. 1, and then No. 2 and No. 3."
"Yes, then I will reply to them and ask them to announce it to the public as soon as possible."
"Okay, go ahead."
Lin Jiang waved his hand. Now he is the undisputed underground king of the Huaxia Federation. From his awakening to Harbor City, it has been nearly a hundred years. The political figures have changed several times. The current federal prime minister was still pushed up by Lin Jiang. As for the masters in the parliament, more than half of them have a close relationship with him.
He directly controls six of the top thirty consortiums in the Huaxia Federation, and indirectly controls or has the ability to influence more than a dozen. He can influence the direction of the federation with just one word.
Not only that, even other countries have not escaped Lin Jiang's clutches. There are dozens of small countries that can be collapsed by Lin Jiang's words. Even the Zhou Liao United States and the Qingyun Republic have important figures controlled by Lin Jiang. The mountains in the west of the former Qingzhou are basically Lin Jiang's private property.
"Sir"
After a while, another secretary came and handed a document to Lin Jiang.
"Sir, these are the most promising companies selected by professional organizations. Please take a look at whether you want to invest in them or destroy them."
"Let me see."
Lin Jiang nodded, and then flipped through them again.
In the past few decades, all the epoch-making products that have appeared in society have the shadow of Lin Jiang, such as the first generation of computer operating systems, the first generation of social software, etc.
Lin Jiang did not take the initiative to invent them, but waited for some geniuses to have a flash of inspiration, and then set up some companies, and Lin Jiang's team would pay attention to these companies.
If Lin Jiang needs them, he will invest in them and control them in various ways. For example, the famous computer operating system company now has more than 100 shareholders, of which 70 or 80 are Lin Jiang's people, but they don't know each other, and Lin Jiang will not care about how the founders operate.
Only when there is a need, these foreshadowings will be activated. Of course, so far, no such thing has happened, because Lin Jiang is hidden behind the scenes.
Now the documents in Lin Jiang's hands are also these emerging companies, which are selected by professional teams. Lin Jiang can choose to invest in them or destroy them.
"We don't need these anymore, just leave them alone."
Lin Jiang finally rejected all of them. None of these companies had anything groundbreaking. Although investing in them could earn huge amounts of wealth, it might not take many years to get hundreds or thousands of times the return.
But it was meaningless, it was meaningless. Lin Jiang didn't know how much money he had. He really didn't know. The cash flow of the consortiums under him alone was estimated to be more than one trillion. As for the real estate villas, it was too much to count.
So Lin Jiang didn't want to play the wealth growth game anymore. He was tired of it.
"Yes, sir."
"Anything else?"
"I see that sir, you're not in a good mood. It just so happens that several actresses in your entertainment company have won the award for best actress. Why don't you let them come over to accompany you to relieve your boredom?"
The secretary said. As long as Lin Jiang nodded, the most popular actresses in the Chinese entertainment industry would appear in the villa tonight at the latest, like rows of goods for Lin Jiang to choose from.
But no matter whether it is the secretary or the actresses, they will not think that this is a humiliating thing, because Lin Jiang is a very generous person. After a night of spring, they will have a very generous reward, enough for them to have no worries about food and drink for ten lifetimes. If Lin Jiang is willing to lower the conditions, the women who are willing to do this are enough to line up from Harbour City to the other side of the Endless Sea.
"No need"
"Yes, sir, then I will..."
"No need, I need quiet, go out"
Lin Jiang waved his hand, and the secretary's face changed. He didn't dare to say anything more and hurried out.
Lin Jiang leaned back in the chair and sighed. His sexual desire is getting lower and lower now. It's not that he is not good enough, but that he enjoys too much. Pure carnal desire is boring. What he wants now is emotional resonance, which is the so-called love.
Unfortunately, it is difficult for him to get love. He knows what those women who approach him are thinking at a glance. It's too boring.
"I finally understand why there were secretaries who cut off their own memories in the era of cultivating immortals. Living too long and being too transparent will make it boring."
Lin Jiang sighed. It was a pity that he couldn't cut off his own memories now, because that was a secret technique of cultivating immortals, otherwise he would definitely cut off his own memories.
"It's time to change my identity and live for a while, otherwise I will go crazy. A god in the eyes of mortals is still a mortal,
which is boring." Lin Jiang hesitated for a moment and made a decision. It's time to change my identity and live for a while. I have to feel the fireworks of the world, otherwise he can't feel his existence as a human being. It's quite boring to be a god without desires.