"There is a possibility, and there is another possibility that we humans did not evolve. Darwin's theory of evolution is wrong. We humans were created by a higher creature, and they may be created like machines. The earth may be just a human tank, and we are ornaments.

It is also possible that the earth is just a petri dish, and we humans are nine billion billion billion... countless microorganisms under the microscope, and aliens have always been studying and observing us."

Nan Yi grabbed Nan Ruoyan's chin, "Ah, this microorganism is not good, it's crooked, take some 84 disinfectant to clean it up."

"Dad, you are too pessimistic. Maybe we are the overlords in the universe?" Nan Ruoyan said, breaking away from Nan Yi's hand.

"Dad told you very early that before doing something, you must first imagine the worst possible outcome. Only when you can bear this result can you take action. If you think so well from the beginning, you are not afraid that the truth will deviate too far from your expectations. Will you collapse because you can't accept it?"

"No, I have the awareness of dying and my yearning for beauty."

"Then I didn't say it, do it and try to realize your ideals. My dad just wants to go to Mars. We can still go together in the first half. Should we work with my dad? We will build an alien research institute independently of the Nan family?"

"Okay, let's start by studying the space transportation system." Nan Ruoyan cheered.

"Hmm? Why haven't I heard of this term?"

“Nasa’s sts.”

"You seem to be able to do it, right? Next time I will talk about the space shuttle directly. Your starting point is really not very high. We have nothing except money. You dare to say that you are studying the space shuttle. Don't be too ambitious and start a research project on improving rocket fuel."

Nan Ruoyan stuck out his tongue and shrank his head, "Hehe, okay."

Nan Yi then explained the lottery matter to Nan Ruoyan, letting her focus on the preparations, and then launch the project when the right time comes.

...

After Nan Ruoyan left with his mission, Nan Yi became a full-time dad.

Remote control command, taking care of children, reading newspapers, and venting wind in the garden every day. These four things have become the themes of Nanyi's life for nearly half a year.

In the past six months, Nan Yi has not been idle.

After reading the public announcement report of the National Education Commission's work points in 1989, Nan Yi called Huang Saner and told her that the spring of the adult training class was coming. If you want to do English training and other training, you should take advantage of this year to move. Of course, you have to find a collective unit to get appointed.

In late April, Nan Yi took Nan Ruojin to the hospital for physical examination and accidentally saw a poster on the hospital wall about hepatitis B prevention in children, which made a memory in Nan Yi’s mind jump out.

At this time, the country was still using stainless steel injection needles in large quantities. One needle was repeatedly used to inject subcutaneously to different patients. The barefoot doctors in the countryside were not able to take full advantage of ginseng. Some medical staff were lucky enough to inject the next patient without disinfection or incomplete disinfection. This caused many patients to get sick, especially hepatitis B.

Thinking of this, Nan Yi called Leng Yan again and asked her to introduce a production line of disposable syringes and organize production as soon as possible. He planned to buy a syringe worth 50 million and donate it to the health department in the name of Wuchen Pharmaceutical for free to distribute it to medical stations in rural areas.

As for where the billion comes from, Nan Yi hasn't thought of yet. Anyway, the money doesn't need to be received in one go. He still has two million US dollars to find a private exchange for RMB. He can hold on for a while. Let's talk about the rest.

In May, Nanyi saw from the newspaper that Carnegie Mellon University developed a driverless car.

This car uses a combined laser and sound control device to enable it to judge distances and obstacles like a bat. The multi-lens stereo camera on the car can scan the road ahead, and the car automatically adjusts the driving speed and direction based on the data processed by the computer.

Nan Yi is not sure whether there is any prospect for unmanned driving in this research direction, but since he has developed a physical object and is extremely related to high technology, he is willing to make some money.

I called Rachel and asked Pan American Investment to make an assessment internally. It doesn’t matter if I invest more or less. It doesn’t matter if I just want to use data to reduce the investment success rate of Pan American Investment. Of course, I also have to hold an investment press conference to promote the great sentiment of Pan American Investment’s “I pay for your dream”.

If you don’t invest money in Nan’s family, you will have a good idea if you invest.

As June begins, Nan Ruojin is no longer so sticky and can accept the hug of Catherine and the maid, but Nan Yi continues to huddle in Bolin Castle, and from time to time to adjust the satellite pot to aim it at the Dongfanghong 2A satellite to watch the TV program of the imperial court.

At the end of June, Nan Yi estimated that the weather in the capital had turned from cloudy to cloudy, so he embarked on a journey back to China. Instead of flying directly to Xiangba, he made a transfer from New York.

...

Scarlett Manor.

In the bedroom, after a scalpel attack from the storm, the ground turned into a mess.

Nan Yi lay on the bed with his face pale and his eyes were dull. His chest and back were covered with blood strips scratched by wild cats. It was a terrible sight.

"Show me the photos."

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Look at when I let the photo go on my body."

Nan Yi always brings his wallet with him, and he doesn't want to take him. He throws away everywhere he passes, and it is impossible for him to put photos in his wallet. Besides, except for Fang Mengyin's photos, it is not appropriate to put anyone else.

"Who do you look like?"

"The hair and nose are like me, and the others are like Catherine."

"Well, that should look good and it can be used to marry in the future."

"I'll just think you're joking." Nan Yi said angrily.

"No, I'm serious."

"Don't make this idea. If you want to get married, just adopt one. It's not a pity for her to marry the second generation of the consortium."

"Ha, then who do you want your daughter to marry?"

Nan Yi pulled the quilt and turned around, "No one will marry, I will raise her for the rest of my life and sleep."

Scarlett kicked Nanyi on the butt and said, "Don't sleep for now, I have something to discuss with you."

"You said, I'm listening."

"The first thing is that the drone that has been tested in Sierra Leone is very good. Do we open a weapon manufacturing company that specializes in the development and production of such small drones?"

"No, except for firearms, Nan will not engage in other weapons business."

"Ok, as I expected, you will not agree. I respect your opinion." Scarlett shrugged and said, "I will say the second thing. I will bring back a very cute black orphan from South Africa. You, a dad, will visit him as soon as possible."

"Well, I'll go tomorrow. How is the charity fund in Cape Town running?" Nan Yi turned over and sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Everything went well. Many of our fund's sponsors went to buy wine after receiving the money. They spent the money in a few days. I was considering whether to talk to the wine company in Cape Town about sales commissions."

Nan Yi sneered, "It just so happened that more funds from charity funds can be used for advertising and tracking and recording. When someone slanders us in the future, they can use this evidence to slap them in the face when someone slanders us for fake charity."

"Whether to exchange part of the funds for food, there are many black children in South Africa living in slums, and their diet and medical care are not guaranteed."

When Nan Yi heard what Scarlett said, his brows frowned and then stretched out, "You make a decision and you are fully responsible for South Africa's plan. I will take over some of the work of the Soviet revisionist."

"Hmm, when do you think the black people in South Africa will rise?"

"It depends on when the oil problem in the Middle East will be resolved. A powerful South Africa ruled by the Boers is only in line with the interests of their Boers. Other countries are not willing to see that there is an overly powerful country in Africa. This will destroy the good situation of world peace, and it is not in line with the positioning of a large African mine and a great power to eliminate the dumping place of weapons stocks."

"What a pity, if you can do weapons trading, you should be able to make a lot of money." Scarlett said regretfully.

"Scarlett, has it been developing too smoothly in recent years, which makes you feel like you are omnipotent? You are really not afraid of weapons groups all over the world targeting you. You will definitely not look down on the money for selling AK. If you dare to touch other things, it is time for the ground-based missile to visit Scarlett Manor."

"Fuck, don't treat me like an idiot. I know what I can't touch." Scarlett turned over and jumped onto Nan Yi, "You have enough rest, continue."

...

Nan Yi, who was sobbed by Scarlett all night, continued to look through various information the next day.

Since the first advance payment was made to Wuchen Pharmaceutical in June, Nan Yi has been looking for speculative opportunities that suit him. The shorter the time, the better, and the higher the return, the better.

It is difficult to find such an opportunity, and it needs to hit the turning point of the big market. Nan Yi searched for it, either various pitfalls or the amount of funds needed is large, suitable for Nanshi. He didn't have to join in the fun at all.

In two or three days, Nan Yi read countless information, and finally he fixed his attention on the report of the US-Soviet talks.

Nan Yi is very clear that the United States and the Soviet Union have had several contacts since this year, and are preparing for summit talks between the two sides. Combined with the memories in his mind, Nan Yi knows that the Cold War is about to end.

Nan Yi used to only consider the issue of "end of the Cold War" from the perspective of the Nan family. Now, from a personal perspective, he has discovered a new continent.

After picking up the phone and talking around, Nan Yi confirmed that the Soviet revisionist was short of money and that it was very lacking.

What to do if you are short of money?

Attracting foreign capital or issuing public bonds, but the credibility is bankrupt. Who will go to the trap?

"Credit... How will Su Xiu win back his credibility?" Nan Yi's mind was spinning at high speed while pounding the table with rhythm.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nan Yi couldn't even think of it.

Just as he was muddy, Scarlett walked to him, "What are you thinking?"

"Don't bother me, I'm crazy and wonder how to make money."

Nan Yi waved his hand impatiently.

Scarlett smiled playfully, "The annualized interest rate is 30%. According to your reputation, I can lend it to you within 300 million US dollars."

"Go out and turn right and walk straight for three miles, and there is a Wells Fargo bank."

"Adam, I kindly remind you that you have promised to send a baseball team to Adler. Now it's been a long time since you promised."

"You don't need to remind me, I remember it. I ask you when did the Soviet scholar's reputation start to become worse?"

"Ha, your history is really bad. In 1917, the Soviet revisionist announced the abolition of all debts during the Tsar period. From then on, international capital has questioned the reputation of the Soviet revisionist."

"Tsarist Russian government bonds." Four words popped up in Nan Yi's mind, "If you want to borrow new debts, you should pay back the old debts first. It is not difficult to borrow and repay them again."
Chapter completed!