I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 322 - 320: The End, Zhang Menglong is Coming

"Ah, who would have thought that our Huaxia’s five-thousand-year civilization would be so suppressed by this tiny chip that we couldn’t rise again? It’s truly lamentable," Zhang Menglong perused the list of companies.

Apart from those developed European and American countries and Kaibong, even a tiny place like Qingqiu Country has a world-class semiconductor enterprise.

"Mr. Zhang, this was a product of the era. Actually, in the late 1970s and early 1980s, our country’s chip technology was only five to six years behind America, and far ahead of Qingqiu Country. However, its development was completely reliant on the market, without any policy support. Plus, with foreign chips rapidly capturing the market, that led to the current situation."

"But Qingqiu Country recognized this point in their time of backwardness and took direct national action to fund independent research, which is why they could eventually surpass us."

"It seems that, aside from claiming other countries’ things as their own, they’re not completely useless!" Zhang Menglong exclaimed.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you plan to do? The nature of those companies almost always involves the state, and it would be very difficult for you personally to acquire their shares. Moreover, most of their core personnel have signed non-compete agreements. If you’re thinking about poaching everyone to turn them into shell companies, I’m afraid it’s not going to be easy!"

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Zhang Menglong’s previous methods for taking down companies were rather straightforward—either buy them outright and do with them as he pleased, or poach all their key people. However, these tactics were clearly not going to work this time.

"Who said I was going to do that," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "Those companies should be surrounded by a not-so-small industrial chain, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang," Hong Yi said, "Just like Silicon Moonlight, these large tech enterprises are surrounded by numerous raw material suppliers, machinery and equipment dealers, and so on. But these enterprises are not as technologically advanced; they’re mostly labor-intensive industries or have some degree of automated production."

A faint smile played at the corners of Zhang Menglong’s lips. Hong Yi felt a chill looking at Zhang Menglong’s expression but was certain that he must have some cunning plan in mind!

"Qualcomm Electronics!" Zhang Menglong glanced at the materials and finally set his eyes on this particular company.

"Mr. Zhang, are you interested in this company?" Hong Yi asked. "Founded in 1985, they’ve been involved in 3G, 4G, 5G technologies around the world, and their collaboration with Kaibong is very close. After many years of partnership, America holds a 51% stake, and Kaibong holds a 49% stake, making it one of the world’s leading communication technology companies!"

"That’s the one!" Zhang Menglong declared. "Change the plans, we’re not going back to Jiangnan City tomorrow; we’re heading to America first!"

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"Hong Yi, who is currently managing our family’s assets in America?" On the plane, Zhang Menglong sipped his fine wine and nibbled on snacks as he suddenly became quite curious about this matter.

"You might have heard of them; the Duber family is in charge," Hong Yi replied.

"The Duber family? The one that started from the arms trade?" Zhang Menglong sought confirmation. The Duber family too was a family of legend, among the oldest, most mysterious, and wealthiest in America.

"Yes, them," Hong Yi said.

"No way? The Duber family’s assets were reported to be only 150 billion US dollars in the 1990s. It is said that the Rothschild family in Europe have assets exceeding 500 trillion US dollars! But the Rothschild family is just a minor part of the Dorellas clan. The Duber family’s assets wouldn’t even come close to a finger of the Dorellas’s, would they?"

"Those are just online rumors," Hong Yi said seriously, "The Rothschilds’ assets are calculated based on a 6% compound interest, and in reality, they’re estimated to be around 34 trillion US dollars."

"As for the Duber family, their actual assets probably have three more zeros."

"150 trillion?" Zhang Menglong was shocked by the staggering number. "That’s truly astronomical. How did our family get involved with the Duber family?"

"That’s a story from over two hundred years ago," Hong Yi said, "You know, the Duber family started from gunpowder, but in that era, it was a very dangerous business. Throughout history, the Duber family’s gunpowder factories exploded at least five or six times. The blast in 1818 wiped out their fortune, and even their founder, Yled Duber, nearly died in that explosion."

When that explosion occurred, Zhang Menglong’s great-grandfather, Zhang Fei, was in America conducting a wine business. He lived near the Duber’s gunpowder factory, and the sky-high flames and explosion jolted him from his sleep.

Zhang Fei had immediately stepped in to rescue Yled and his wife from the exploding factory. At the time, they were poisoned and burned all over their bodies; with the medical conditions of those days, there was absolutely no chance of survival. However, Zhang Fei used two Spirit Pills to snatch them directly back from the Grim Reaper’s grasp.

After that incident, Yled, the founder of the Duber clan, treated Zhang Fei as a deity and was even willing to follow him for life to repay the life-saving grace.

But Zhang Fei refused. He greatly admired for Yled’s grateful and virtuous character, so he personally financed to cover all the losses caused by the factory explosion and even guided Yled into the wine business.

Behind several of Yled’s subsequent investments was the shadow of Zhang Fei, and they gradually became the largest business family in America. Yled always remembered the kindness of the Zhang Family, vowing to serve the Zhang Family loyally forever.

"Who would have thought there were such stories. My predecessors really ran around the world, doing everything short of conquering it!"

"However, in order not to expose the connection between the Duber family and the Zhang Family, the Duber family was split into two parts, operated respectively by the eldest and second sons of this generation. What outsiders see of the Duber family is just the portion managed by the second son of this term’s family head. The rest, even America can’t find out!"

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America International Airport, a convoy was waiting in the airport. Normally, outside vehicles are not allowed inside the airport!

"Mr. Kriya, who are these people? How can they come in through the special passage?" An airport staff member who was new to the job had never seen such a scenario before.

Under normal circumstances, only the visits of important foreign personnel to America would allow for the entry of designated vehicles to meet and greet. There had been no recent news of a visit from any significant personage to America, had there?

"Didn’t you see that emblem?" The old staff member known as Mr. Kriya replied, "That emblem is the Clan Emblem of the Duber Family, and that’s their convoy!"

"The Duber Family?" The new staff member was shocked. This family was as mysterious and powerful as the Rothschild family in Europe, yet a household name.

"See the man in the suit at the head of the convoy? That’s James Duber, the next head of the Duber family. When he comes to the airport, even the president comes out to greet him. If such a personage has come in person, he must be here to welcome some important figure."

"Who is so important that even Mr. James has been roused?" For these employees, a figure like James was as unapproachable as the president himself; they hardly had any dealings with him.

The appearance of the Duber family at the airport to welcome an unknown figure was completely unforeseen, and for America’s media, that was absolutely big news. Upon receiving the information, hordes of media flocked there.

They were unable to enter the airport and could only observe everything from a distance in the waiting hall.

"Here it comes! It must be that private jet!"

"That private jet looks like Boeing’s BBJ; the base price of the jet alone is over 80 million US dollars."

"Huh? The writing on it... a Huaxia plane?"

"Someone’s coming out! Quick, change the lens!"

"That face... it looks like... Zhang Menglong, the world’s richest man?"

"What? Zhang Menglong has come to America?"

"It’s over! America is going to be in turmoil!"

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