allendalepharm Chapter 51: The world's top billionaires line up for temporary residence permits; sorry, the vi
Chapter 51: The world's top billionaires line up for temporary residence permits; sorry, the vi
Lin Xian followed Ma Hualong's trembling finger and lazily lifted his eyelids to glance at the horizon.
The once clear blue airspace over Qingshui County is now densely packed, as if a hornet's nest has been stirred up.
The dense black dots blotted out the sun, completely blocking out the little bit of sunlight that managed to peek through in the afternoon.
As the black dots slowly approached, accompanied by the low roar of engines, it became clear that they were not a flock of migrating birds at all.
It was a luxurious fleet of steel aircraft consisting of top-of-the-line private jets from around the world, including Gulfstream, Bombardier, and Dassault.
Their exclusive vehicles, which normally enjoy the highest level of navigator service at major international airports, are now crammed together like sardines in a can.
In a struggle for a hovering position near the gravity barrier of the tech zone, two private jets painted with the logos of Middle Eastern royalty nearly had their wings knocked off mid-air.
Pilots were hurling insults at each other in various languages on public channels; the dignity of the aristocracy was utterly worthless in the face of fighting for a parking space.
Lin Xian picked up the chilled mutated watermelon juice in his hand, took a sip, and frowned in disgust.
Who opened up the air route to Qingshui County? So many pieces of junk are floating in the sky, blocking my view of the clouds.
Ma Hualong's palms were covered in cold sweat as he gripped the stun gun. His Adam's apple bobbed twice with difficulty as he swallowed hard.
Boss, this isn't about whether the flight routes are open or not; it's about all the world's wealthiest people coming to pay homage to you!
Since the surveillance footage of the Ageless Granny drinking the potion of immortality and regaining her youth was leaked on the dark web, the world's top circles have been in an uproar.
Furthermore, the golden pillar of light that pierced the universe when the special zone was upgraded completely confirmed the rumors that the Azure Water Divine Kingdom could isolate all diseases and aging.
Those old tycoons who usually rely on sheep placenta injections and blood transfusions to prolong their lives kicked open their coffins upon hearing this news.
The road below the light guide staircase, which was originally a wide eight-lane road in both directions, has been completely paralyzed like never before.
The queue stretched for ten kilometers from the entrance of the special economic zone all the way to the highway toll gate in the neighboring county.
There wasn't a single ordinary person in the team; any one of them was a global financial tycoon who had consistently topped the Forbes list for years.
There are oil tycoons who control the lifeline of Europe's energy, Silicon Valley giants who monopolize North American internet technology, and African chiefs who own dozens of gold mines.
These tycoons, who can shake the global economy with a single stomp of their feet, are now like elderly people queuing up at a supermarket for free eggs.
A North American mining tycoon, leaning on a solid gold cane studded with South African diamonds, was sweating profusely under the sun, leaving his bodyguards with nowhere to stand.
He clutched a black titanium alloy combination safe tightly to his chest, as if afraid someone would steal all the chips he had used to buy tickets.
The European arms dealer ahead of him went even further, sending over a truckload of uncut natural pigeon blood rubies.
Several heavily pregnant tycoons got into a brawl in a muddy puddle, pulling at each other's bespoke suits and ties over a dispute about cutting in line.
Aunt Li led a patrol team of several hundred middle-aged women, waving red ribbons and swaggering around, maintaining order.
Aunt Li kicked the North American mining tycoon in the butt, sending the billionaire stumbling forward two steps.
Hey you, foreigner with the golden stick, I'm talking to you! No cutting in line! If you push forward again, I'll whip you to death with this red ribbon!
This tycoon, who usually swaggered around Wall Street, not only dared not get angry after being kicked, but instead bowed and scraped, smiling obsequiously in broken Chinese.
The old lady is right to teach me a lesson. I'll take two steps back and ask you to inform Mr. Lin that I'm willing to exchange three gold mines for a temporary residence permit.
Instead of speaking up for him, the surrounding nobles gloated and accused him of breaking the rules.
The big yellow dog in the manor, wearing the jade plaque symbolizing supreme authority, was lying on the lawn gnawing on a bone, too lazy to even glance at the sky.
Lin Xian lay on the rocking chair, looking at the chaotic queue scene on the holographic projection screen, and felt his head throbbing.
Xia Anran, wearing a floral dress, came closer and gently massaged Lin Xian's temples with her small hands, her watery eyes filled with admiration.
Brother Xian, those old men outside look so pitiful, sweating profusely in this sweltering heat. Why don't we be kind and let them come into the yard for a drink of water?
Su Qinghan walked over with a cup of cold brew coffee, tapped the marble table with a cold smile, and interrupted the little girl's naive thoughts.
Anran, what do you know? If you let any one of those people in, they could turn the world upside down.
Mu Qingxue even adopted the demeanor of a special zone steward, holding the newly copied jade token in her hand.
Boss, the assets they brought together could buy half the world. Should I go out and sign a share transfer agreement with them?
Lin Xian rolled his eyes and accurately tossed the watermelon rind in his hand into the smart trash can three meters away.
What's the point of buying half the world? Would it let me sleep for ten more minutes at noon?
He pressed the intercom button and directly connected with Ma Hualong in the guard post outside the gate.
Old Ma, go and chase away all those beggars outside. Tell them that the Special Economic Zone doesn't issue temporary residence permits, not even if the Heavenly King himself came.
These people are so well-fed and oily; if we let them all in, there wouldn't be enough public toilets in our village for them to line up and poop.
This bizarre reason for refusal was clearly broadcast throughout the surrounding area via the loudspeaker at the guard post.
Upon hearing this, the billionaires queuing below the light guide staircase were all stunned, as if struck by lightning.
They had prepared tons of gold, diamonds, and controlling stakes in multinational corporations, but were defeated by the absurd reason that there weren't enough toilets in the village.
Upon hearing Lin Xian's command, Ma Hualong felt his blood boil.
The most satisfying moment of his life wasn't ringing the bell at the IPO, but rather now, dressed in a blue security guard uniform, carrying a 200-yuan stun gun.
He swaggered out of the guard post, his beer belly protruding, and struck a speed limit sign on the roadside with an electric baton, sending up a burst of blue sparks.
Did you all hear that? Our boss said that there are limited slots available in the village, so we can't accept out-of-towners like you with sensitive stomachs!
Get out of here with your junk and stop polluting the pristine air of Qingshui County!
Several Silicon Valley tech giants recognized Ma Hualong, and their jaws nearly dropped to the floor in astonishment.
Mr. Ma, you, the internet tycoon of Shanghai, are actually working as a security guard here?
Ma Hualong sneered and kicked over the several boxes of foreign currency cash brought by the Silicon Valley tycoon.
You don't know anything! Being able to guard the gate for Master Lin is a blessing that I, Ma, have accumulated from the good fortune of my ancestors' graves. You couldn't even ask for that!
The richest men looked at each other, none daring to step forward and force their way in, after all, the cannons of the ten Star Destroyers in the sky were flashing red lights indicating they had locked onto their targets.
But for the sake of the potion and technology that could make people young again, these pampered big shots gritted their teeth and endured it.
Since they couldn't get in, they simply set up camp on both sides of the asphalt road, determined not to leave no matter what.
In less than half an hour, all sorts of colorful high-end camping tents filled the roads outside Qingshui County.
Several billionaire tycoons squatted on the curb, wolfing down a bucket of pickled cabbage and beef noodles.
All the bodyguards they brought were driven ten kilometers away, leaving only these old men shivering in the cold wind while waiting for their turn.
Ye Xiu watched this scene from the underground server room and laughed so hard that the soda he had just drunk sprayed out of his nostrils.
He typed a few lines of code and directly posted the video of a billionaire queuing up to eat instant noodles on the street to the top of the dark web's homepage.
As hackers and onlookers across the internet watched these high and mighty capitalists suffer a setback, the barrage of comments instantly crashed the server.
Chu Yiyi covered her mouth and chuckled to herself. When she was in the entertainment industry, she used to have to wait in line for three months just to meet these bigwigs.
Now, these big shots aren't even qualified to carry Lin Xian's shoes; they can only smell car exhaust at the village entrance.
Su Xiaoxiao was completely dumbfounded. The education she had received since childhood was completely overturned today. Money had become the most useless piece of paper here.
As night fell, the temperature in the mountains dropped rapidly, and a cold wind whistled through the gaps in the tents.
Those tycoons who usually sleep in villas with constant temperatures of several hundred square meters could only shiver in the cold while wrapped in military overcoats in tents.
The head of a wealthy European family wanted to spend ten million to buy an old cotton-padded coat from Aunt Li, but Aunt Li kicked it away in disgust.
Don't try to fool me with this piece of paper. The bricks used to pave the roads in our village are worth more than your colorful foreign currency.
Ma Hualong, holding a thermos filled with mutated goji berries, surveyed his former colleagues who were eating instant noodles in the cold wind.
He deliberately walked up to the Silicon Valley giant, took a big sip of the steaming hot goji berry tea, and let out a satisfied sigh.
Hey buddy, it's windy outside. Drink a few more sips of this pickled cabbage broth to warm your stomach, lest you freeze into an icicle tomorrow morning.
The Silicon Valley giants stared longingly at the steaming thermos in Ma Hualong's hand, their eyes filled with envy and regret.
He cursed himself inwardly for not going bankrupt sooner; if he had, he might have been able to get a security guard position in the special economic zone.
Night completely enveloped Qingshui County, and the plasma defense tower inside the manor emitted a faint blue glow.
After finishing dinner, Lin Xian took a hot shower and was lying on the zero-gravity waterbed in his bedroom playing online games with Xia Anran.
The invisible smart butler, suspended in mid-air, suddenly emitted a soft alarm and forcibly cut off the holographic game screen.
A blinding red spot of light suddenly flashed on the holographic radar screen, breaking the silence of the night.
The spot of light did not appear at the crowded main gate, but rather on the steep, ten-thousand-meter-high cliff behind the manor.
The image zooms in, revealing a dark figure dressed in a tight-fitting black night suit with two huge hang gliders spread out behind him, climbing along the wall like a giant bat.
The shadowy figure moved with such agility that it defied human biomechanics, perfectly evading all conventional infrared scans.
She moved swiftly across the nearly vertical, smooth, explosion-proof glass exterior wall, using all four limbs, and was about to climb over the top holographic railing.
Liu Rushuang, who was in charge of internal security patrols, had just walked to the edge of the balcony when the high-voltage electric baton in her hand suddenly burst out with blinding electric sparks.
She raised her head, her clear, cold eyes fixed on the dark figure about to land.
Liu Rushuang sneered, drew her spare bronze short sword from her waist, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the bat-like black shadow.
"The manor is already fully staffed with chefs and security guards. Are you here to apply for a job as a toilet cleaner, climbing over the wall in the middle of the night?"