In the car.
Ge Zhong looked out the window.
Suddenly.
He felt a little unfamiliar with this world.
In just a few years.
The world seed to accelerate in developnt, with new technologies erging one after another, bursting onto the scene and repeatedly changing people’s lifestyles, and for many, their entire lives.
4G.
Big data.
Cloud computing.
Artificial Intelligence.
Transcription Fluid.
Oasis.
Holographic Image.
Smartphones.
...
So he could understand because they were built upon years of groundwork and were the result of breakthroughs in related technologies, while others appeared without any signs.
Such a great trend... it seems the Ge Family didn’t grasp any of it!
No.
They did catch the tail end.
That is Microcrystalline Technology; they have so stocks, but still, it’s not controlled by the Ge Family.
Which ans.
The Ge Family perfectly avoided these waves of major trends.
Phenonon.
His heart couldn’t remain calm.
Tis create heroes; an era full of heroes represents significant opportunities and transformations in society. Seizing the opportunity could allow one to skyrocket, and ERV is a good example.
The Ge Family once again stood as re spectators.
As the head of the family.
He would never accept it calmly; amidst the tides of chasing opportunities, the Ge Family remained at a standstill, even digging a pit—a pit deeper than his height.
Want to climb out?
It’s difficult.
"It’s ti for a change."
Ge Zhong’s mind beca increasingly clear.
If he didn’t act.
He would rust.
...
At two in the afternoon.
Ge Zhong’s convoy arrived in New York.
Manhattan district.
He didn’t go to his own villa but directly to an old friend’s place.
At the entrance.
An old man, accompanied by several juniors, personally greeted him.
Seeing Ge Zhong.
He went up and gave him a hug.
"Brother Zhong."
"Old Yu, we haven’t seen each other for five years." Ge Zhong sighed.
"Indeed."
The old man sighed.
As you age, you beco more nostalgic, and there are people you may not see often. Last year, Ge Feng got married, and he only sent his son because of his health, almost at death’s door.
Fortunately.
Last August.
The appearance of Transcription Fluid.
It pulled him back from the Ghost Gate, and after six months of treatnt and recuperation, he’s now fit enough to fly. It was due to this recovery that he donated fifty million Euros to the Myanmar dical Foundation after it was established.
Not much.
But unlike the billions donated by the Ou Wei Foundation, it was a gesture.
"Grandpa Ge."
Beside him.
A young man politely called out.
When Ge Zhong saw him.
He smiled and said, "Xiao Sheng, you ca too."
Swiss Yu Family.
The largest Chinese family in Switzerland. Back then, when Tang Qing went to Davos, he stopped by Zurich, where the eldest grandson of the Yu Family, Yu Sheng, personally received him, and he didn’t expect him to be here today.
This ti.
Only the head of the Yu Family was invited.
Being a local family stronger than the Yu Family, the Ge Family only had two invites, so the Yu Family having one was already quite good. Essentially, families like the Yu Family attended such gatherings to make up the numbers.
"I ca with Grandpa to see the world and visit so friends." Yu Sheng said.
Ge Zhong nodded.
This was their gathering, as well as one for the juniors.
"Co on, let’s go in and chat." Yu Family head Yu Jiang stepped aside.
"Alright."
Living room.
The two sat down.
Yu Sheng personally poured the tea.
"So, how’s your health now?" Ge Zhong asked with concern.
Yu Jiang nodded.
He waved his arm and smiled, "I’m completely recovered. The dical technology over there is incredible. Not only did it cure my cancer, but it also treated all my minor ailnts."
"The doctor said I could live for another ten or twenty years without a problem."
Speaking of this.
Yu Jiang beca excited.
No one wants to die. Back then, seeing even a glimr of hope, he was among the first to get in line, flew over on a special plane, and received imdiate treatnt due to his critical condition. In just a month, he was rejuvenated.
"That’s great. Overcoming the challenge of cancer could increase the average human lifespan by at least ten years." Ge Zhong marveled. Millions of people recovered without any dical accidents; it was phenonal.
"Exactly."
Yu Jiang wholeheartedly agreed.
"This is true benevolence."
"However, it also disturbed many people’s interests. dical workers in Europe are still frequently protesting, strongly opposing the introduction of Transcription Fluid into Europe, citing so ridiculous reasons."
Talking about this.
Yu Jiang found it laughable.
Seriously.
Isn’t this just causing trouble? If they keep ssing around, aren’t they afraid of being beaten on the streets?
Ge Zhong asked.
"Oh? What’s going on?"
"These people, I don’t know where they found an ’internet ghost army.’ Originally, it was a matter of dical workers’ jobs and interests, but now it’s been escalated to issues of retirent insurance and human resources."
"They claim curing cancer would significantly increase countries’ pension expenses, causing a burden, suggesting raising the retirent age, and even calling the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group evil."
"With cancer and blood diseases cured, fewer millions of people will die each year, or even more, and these people will consu massive resources, exacerbating Earth’s resource strain."
"Pfft!"
Hearing this.
Ge Zhong also laughed.
It’s suicidal.
If they want to fight for their own interests, so be it, but they stood on the wrong side of ’justice.’ If they don’t die, who will, for these dical workers who cannot accept reality or technological progress, and lack compassion.
He despised them.
"It’s not even their concern." Ge Zhong said.
"Exactly."
"I’ve heard so experts say Earth can support a population of ten billion. Beyond that, it’s viable, but the average living standard should reach a ’comfortable’ level, which is a reasonable limit."
"The main issue is food limits. Now, with the oasis, transforming the desert is possible, and in terms of food, I think we can provide about thirty percent more ’comfortable’ capacity."
"I think even fifteen billion is fine."
"That’d be at least fifty years later when society develops to a certain level, and birth rates will decrease."
"..."
Next to them.
Yu Sheng could only listen with ears wide open to the elders discussing such ’macro’ issues, feeling it was greatly mismatched with casual family gossip, and thinking if it’s really fitting to talk about such topics after not eting for so long?
"Ahem."
After chatting for a while.
Feeling it was sowhat pointless and out of his control, Ge Zhong quickly ended the topic.
"I heard you donated money to the Myanmar dical Foundation?"
"Fifty million Euros."
"For research and developnt or aid?"
The forr is for the Foundation itself.
The latter is for dical Aid to impoverished countries.
"Research and developnt," Yu Jiang said.
Since the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group saved him, he naturally picked the forr. Those choosing the latter were mostly large philanthropists, driven by a love for humanity or funds gathering investnts from many tycoons.
He is Chinese.
If he had to provide aid.
He would help Huaxia.
However.
Huaxia has dical Loans, so it seems his money isn’t needed; he decided it as a token of appreciation, also supporting public welfare. Moreover, if the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group cos out with more redies for terminal diseases in the future.
At least, he contributed a part.
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