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I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse. If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation. But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven. Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere. What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day. iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom? Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat. Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time...

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Editor: Caron_

"Haha, Mr. Jiang is quite comical." Elder Ye chuckled. "If Mr. Jiang is just a businessman, what are the tens of thousands of businessmen around the world?"

Jiang Chen smiled and didn't continue on this topic. He raised his hand slightly and invited Elder Ye to sit.

"It's not appropriate to stand and talk. Please take a seat, Elder Ye."

The trio sat down in the parlor room. The waiter poured tea for Jiang Chen, Elder Ye, and Ye Yunfei then stepped to the side respectfully. Ye Yunfei took out a notebook and a pen from her briefcase and prepared for the recording of minutes.

Seeing Jiang Chen sitting there alone, Edler Ye was slightly surprised. Although it was a private visit, the things to be discussed later would be related to cooperation between the two countries. Jiang Chen's attitude was still too informal.

Out of good intentions, Elder Ye reminded him, "Mr. Jiang doesn't need an assistant to record conference transcripts?"