NOVEL I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property Chapter 703 - 701 Are you ok?

I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 703 - 701 Are you ok?
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"Zhang Menglong?" Many people in the room were visibly moved upon hearing this name.

The incidents that had occurred previously were only fully understood by the higher echelons of each party. However, due to the urgency of the meeting today, most of the attendees were not significant figures; they had only vaguely heard that their country's current predicament was related to a man from Huaxia named Zhang Menglong.

But had they really owed Zhang Menglong so much money? To the extent that they even had to offer their national treasures as collateral for the debt—that seemed incredibly far-fetched, didn't it?

However, these precious artifacts were of significant concern. If they ended up in other countries, it would carry a sense of national humiliation.

Imagine, how would the people of their nation feel seeing their national treasures in museums of other countries? How could anyone take pride in their country then?

"Minister, I saw one of our national treasures in Huaxia," someone immediately contacted his superior, "Wasn't that item supposed to be in our national museum? How did it end up in Huaxia?"

"Ah..." A long sigh came through from the other end, "It's a long story."

"They say we owe Zhang Menglong several billion US dollars; we've mortgaged it to them..."

"Indeed, that's the case, don't bother about it. Today, our biggest goal is to find a solution to this pressing matter. As for those items... we will someday reclaim them anyhow."

"I understand." The representative from that country resignedly hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, many other representatives were also confirming this matter with their leaders, and it was explained just as the Huaxia staff had described—they really were using it to pay off debt!

"See, I didn't deceive you, did I?" the staff member said with a smile.

The representatives' faces turned from green to purple as they suddenly realized that this Zhang Menglong was definitely doing this on purpose!

You say our country owes you money, and using items to pay debts is naturally justified. But can you be a bit more humane? Can't you keep this humiliating affair a little more discreet and hide these national treasures away?

Now, you insist on donating them to Huaxia's exhibition hall for display—isn't this just an intentional move to disgrace us? It's like twisting the knife in our hearts!

They were filled with resentment, yet they dared not speak out.

Initially filled with anticipation to appreciate the display in Huaxia's exhibition hall, they now saw these exhibits as columns of shame; they constantly felt as if people were looking at them with that same view.

"Hmm? Isn't that the crown of a king from your country from over 600 years ago?" Among today's meeting attendees, there were also some from countries with very good relations with Huaxia; for them, this was indeed a unique exhibition.

"I... I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

"I suddenly have a stomachache, I need to go to the restroom!"

"I need to use the restroom too!"

Urine escape and defecation escape have always been the best excuses for humans when facing a major social embarrassment.

But when they entered the restroom, reality still delivered a harsh blow.

On the walls of the restroom hung paintings from their country!

Even these artifacts had a friendly reminder written next to them:

Debt collateral exhibition item from XXX country, non-staff please do not touch indiscriminately.

Friendly reminder my ass! Could you maybe remove the first half of that sentence in your friendly reminder, or shall we just hang our national flag up there as well?

...

"Wait, isn't that the flag of Ianoya? How... how is it printed on a toilet paper brand?"

"Hahahaha, Ianoya hasn't mortgaged even the rights to use their own flag, has it?"

The representative from Ianoya underwent relentless ridicule.

Ianoya, a small country that had only emerged in the last decade or so and had a population of just over a million, had clung to the coattails of several developed nations, hoping to get a share from Zhang Menglong.

As one might expect, their meager foreign exchange reserves stood no chance against Zhang Menglong's onslaught, with the compensation demanded by Zhang Menglong amounting to several times their annual GDP!

Moreover, such a small country didn't have any valuable cultural relics; the only thing of slight worth was their land, but even that tiny spot didn't appeal to Zhang Menglong.

After some bargaining, they ceded a piece of land to Zhang Menglong, and then authorized him the use rights of their national flag, whether Zhang Menglong needed it for registering a trademark or a patent!

To be honest, that tacky national flag was barely recognized by anyone; Zhang Menglong simply despised it!

So, with a bit of a mischievous mindset, he promptly registered it as a toilet paper brand. Under his operations, a trademark registration process that normally took several months was completed in just two days, and then mass production began.

Enya brand toilet paper, an internationally renowned trademark!

The representative from Enya, feeling the mocking glares around, quickly snuck into a booth.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled down his pants, and began to pee, then his gaze froze on the toilet beside him.

Enya brand bathroom fixtures, designated brand of the World Economic Summit! 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"This... It's only been a few days. How many brands has this Zhang Menglong registered with our national flag?"

...

This agonizing half-hour finally passed, and the delegates tidied up their appearances and entered the center of the conference.

In front of the major media journalists, they also adjusted their attitudes, each spirited and smiling since they now represented the face of their countries and couldn't afford to lose face internationally.

"Welcome, everyone, for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend our international economic summit!" the host said with a smile as he stepped onto the stage, "It's been several years since the last economic summit, and in these years..."

A speech, a video, and a PowerPoint presentation displayed Huaxia's recent economic development to the world.

Normally, representatives of each country needed to report, but besides Huaxia, most of the countries were in economic decline or had no notable progress, so the process planned for several days was completed in just three hours of sharing.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the host returned to the stage. The next segment was what everyone eagerly awaited: What solution did Huaxia have for the current tense economic environment?

"I believe everyone is eagerly anticipating the next segment. We know everyone is hassled by their economic troubles, and today, we have taken on the international mission to find solutions for you all."

"What kind of solution?"

"Yes, what kind of solution?"

"Unless we can now get a large amount of foreign exchange to stabilize our currency rate, nothing will work."

"It's simple, borrow money from banks!" the host said succinctly.

"Isn't that obvious? If we could borrow money, would we still be in this situation?"

"Exactly, did you deceive us here just to tell us this? Are you here to humiliate us?"

"Even the world's largest International Bank couldn't issue so many loans now; they have already cut back on lending, we absolutely can't borrow money."

"Ladies and gentlemen, since we have gathered everyone here, we certainly aren't joking. We have now found a bank strong enough to help everyone stabilize their exchange rates and cope with the difficulties."

"What kind of bank has that capability?"

"With less than several trillion US Dollars in cash flow, it's impossible. Even all the banks in America combined don't have that much liquidity, right?"

"Now, let us invite the president of Nitian International Bank to the stage!"

"Nitian International Bank?"

"What kind of bank is that? I've never heard of it!"

...

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a young man slowly walked up to the podium, waved at the audience below, and said, "Hello, everyone, I'm Zhang Menglong, are you ok?"

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