Inside Naypyidaw.
"Pff!"
Embassy.
Saw the news.
Sun Jiang spat out a mouthful of tea, unable to swallow it. He couldn’t believe that the Myanmar Bank Group still had so much ’excess’ gold.
Moreover.
He was more shocked than most people.
After all.
As one of the insiders of the gold transaction between the two countries, he deeply understood that the amount of gold the Myanmar Bank Group sold to Huaxia was an astronomical number.
At first.
Fifty tons, per month.
Later.
Eighty tons, per month.
This ant that, just exporting gold to Huaxia alone was nearly a thousand tons annually, yet even with this, there was still more to sell elsewhere.
Damn!
What a high-yield gold mine.
Alright.
No matter how abundant, it belongs to the Myanmar Bank Group, all that can be done is to envy, as for the outside thinking they misappropriated the Myanmar Central Bank’s gold, Sun Jiang sneered.
Tch!
Ignorant.
Misappropriation?
Would they even need to? Just the gold sold to Huaxia, nearly eight hundred tons, is already approaching the Myanmar Central Bank’s reserves, they truly have gold.
Envy.
Truly.
Because according to current data, the Myanmar Central Bank’s 2,650 tons, plus what’s sold to Huaxia and these eight hundred tons, the total exceeds five thousand.
Five thousand.
That’s five thousand tons of gold.
Heavens!
What gold mine allows Ling to mine five thousand tons in just over three years? It’s terrifying, but as promised, it will soon be known.
At that ti.
Hope to see it, to be enlightened.
...
Xin’an City.
On the street.
"Five hundred tons, this is truly eye-opening, we buy gold by the gram, they do it by the ton, not ten tons, but by the hundred, God!"
"It’s a blessing!"
"With such lucrative transcription fluid and nurous derivatives, along with such a large gold mine, calling it a divine favor is justifiable."
"Unbelievable."
"..."
Coming to this country, seeing all sorts of incredibilities, the massive gold sell-off, it is truly shocking, three hundred tons is not enough, then five hundred tons.
They believe.
Good thing it’s modern tis.
Otherwise.
A hundred years ago, for thousands of tons of gold, the Great Powers would have fought doggedly for it, at that ti gold was a truly hard currency.
British Pound.
Dollar.
Franc.
...
Each country’s currency issuance was based on gold, for this gold, everyone would definitely fight to the death, turning this place into a battlefield.
But now.
Ha!
They can only watch impotently.
Fight?
Finding a reason is hard, nowadays Myanmar, though like Iraq, rich and weak, like a child holding cash and unprotected.
However.
Its location is too close to a great power.
Push them too hard.
And they might switch sides.
Everyone would be dumbfounded.
...
That day.
A large number of countries sent official requests.
"I want ten tons."
"..."
"I want twenty tons."
"..."
"I want fifteen tons."
"..."
There is a strong demand for gold worldwide, as long as it appears, and is clean, and in large quantities, countries are naturally keen to buy so for future use.
At the sa ti.
Many companies also sent purchase requests.
Ten tons.
...
Twenty.
...
Fifty tons.
More generous than so countries.
One word.
Want.
So companies even had bigger appetites and wanted to gobble up over a hundred tons, but the Myanmar Bank Group ignored them, these gold are primarily for selling to countries.
Thus.
Only a hundred tons are reserved for companies.
Dostically.
Internationally.
Divided between both sides, foreign companies could hardly get much, just like last ti, in rely a day, five hundred tons of gold were sold out.
Envying countless.
In a day.
The inco exceeds a hundred billion U.S. dollars, for many countries, this is already an astronomical number, such a pity that within their own country, can’t be found.
For millennia.
Human exploration of shallow surface gold mines has been quite thorough, gold as a precious tal, once discovered, faces frenzied mining.
Nowadays.
It’s hard to find new gold mines.
Moreover.
Even if found, it doesn’t necessarily an profit, as the gold content in mines varies, most gold companies, refining gold isn’t profitable.
Mostly narrow margins, even losses.
However.
The production that easily reaches a thousand tons gives them reason to believe that this gold mine must be highly profitable, not like most gold companies with narrow margins.
Profits are at least two-thirds more.
...
That night.
With much anticipation, the Myanmar Bank Group announced the na of the first gold mine --- ’Tian Duan Mountain Gold Mine’, located in the southwestern mountainous area of the Myanmar Economic Zone.
And.
They also stated that in a week, it will be opened for visits, in short, they are preparing to turn the place into a tourist attraction, later open to the public.
After reading.
Many were stunned.
"First gold mine? Is there a second?"
"Nonsense."
"The year before last, the Myanmar Bank Group said they discovered several gold mines, just didn’t reveal the quality or reserves, let alone the location, it wasn’t just one."
"Oh!"
"I thought it was just one."
"Foolish."
"One gold mine can’t produce so much, but the significance of the first gold mine is that at least a third or more of the gold cos from there."
"Possibly even a higher proportion, even so, it can be considered the world’s first, very representative."
"Oh."
"That’s right."
"..."
Many are eager to try, curiosity piqued, it is the world’s first after all, though it may not be in reserves, in content it’s already unquestionable.
Thus.
They all looked for ways to go, and just an hour later, on the itinerary of major travel agencies in Myanmar, this route appeared, the first day’s ticket sold out imdiately.
Afterwards.
Day by day the tickets turned gray.
Not long.
Booked until the end of the month, no choice, many co to Myanmar for treatnt, with ti restrictions, most plane tickets booked a month in advance.
Therefore.
Want to see.
Only during this period.
...
At this mont.
United States.
Washington, a certain building.
Underground.
"Southeast?"
A middle-aged man asked puzzled, here is the CIA Asian Information Processing Center, specializing in Asian affairs, naturally including Myanmar.
Before.
With the ergence of transcription fluid.
They were tasked with seeking and stealing technology, to them this task seed an easy one, with the Bureau’s elite capabilities, a small matter.
However.
The dream was beautiful.
Reality.
Taught them lesson after lesson.
And it’s the sa lesson repeatedly, the na of the course is "On how to shalessly go to the Burse Security Departnt to bring people back, parenthesis, must bring a smile."’
Exactly.
These years.
They did just that, sending elites, who got caught one by one, with good luck, they could have a few days trip, bad luck, only half a day’s trip.
Then.
Notified to collect their people, CIA going alone was not enough, needed diplomats personally.
Otherwise.
They wouldn’t release.
Also had to pay fines.
God!
When did they ever face such humiliation, but had to endure, after all, they didn’t use torture, not even interrogations, quite benevolent.
Good food.
Good drinks.
After returning, those elites all said it felt quite okay.
Helplessly so.
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