Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2385 - 2225: The Shock of 3 Trillion!

Exhibition Hall.

Right now.

Standing on the platform stood an unexpected individual—the leader of the Myanmar Agriculture Group. Once the audience shook off their initial shock, all gazes locked eagerly onto the person up there.

A tangled look crossed faces.

Before this.

Nobody had foreseen the arrival of something like the Modulation Solution. The Myanmar Agriculture Group had kept a low profile until now, but on this day, they burst back into the spotlight.

Rocketing to the peak!

Going forward.

It's clear to all that without cracking the Transcription Fluid, this firm would rise to rival the stature of the Myanmar Environmental Technology Company.

Shocking!

Jealousy-inducing!

Yet another global powerhouse has sprung up beneath the Myanmar Bank Group. Could this growing behemoth swell even further down the line?

Unclear.

Yet with a nation backing it.

Regardless.

They'll never go hungry or thirsty! Just consider the wealth piled up over these years... Oh! Truth be told, in the recent past, global spending has left little in reserves.

Still.

Debt counts as wealth too; they can keep enjoying a carefree life!

…

Up on the stage.

Following a few opening remarks.

"Last year, we offered five trillion Asia Dollars in shares. This year, factoring in rising demand and output, the allocation for 2010 stands at:"

"Fifteen trillion Asia Dollars."

The announcement dropped.

A wave of relieved sighs swept through the audience.

Fifteen.

Triple the previous year's figure, plenty to go around for sure. Last time, plenty walked away with nothing, so spirits lifted across the room.

Gripping a tablet.

Displayed on the display.

They'd already entered their needs, just one final action left—hitting submit. But the clock hadn't started, so the button stayed dimmed in gray.

"Get ready, everyone."

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

"…"

As the count reversed, folks began fidgeting, tapping the submit button over and over, eager to jump in first and lock down their purchases.

Precisely.

It's a scramble.

Top items fly off the shelves; who can say some big players won't swoop in with huge buys. Lag behind, and you might as well not have shown up.

"…"

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"Go!"

The command hit the air.

In a flash.

The button lit up for them. Innumerable attendees jabbed it on reflex, and screens flipped to—"Order Confirmed!"

"Whew!"

Letting out a deep exhale.

Luckily.

The purchase cleared.

Glancing upward.

Figures on the big screen tumbled swiftly, not like Oasis ticking off land by square kilometers, but the Modulation Solution vanishing by the dollar amount.

Fourteen.

…

Thirteen.

…

Twelve.

…

Nine thousand.

…

In barely thirty seconds, it sank below eight thousand, and the plunge accelerated wildly, stunning the crowd. It outsold Oasis in speed.

After one minute.

Three thousand!

Two minutes in.

Five hundred.

At two and a half minutes.

All gone!

*Gasp!*

When it flashed red at zero, gasps rippled through the hall; it wrapped up so swiftly, quicker than Oasis, in a mere ten-plus minutes.

Close to three trillion in revenue!

"…"

Stunned.

Lost in thought.

Three trillion Asia Dollars equals over four hundred billion U.S. dollars. That sum could eclipse Walmart, the Fortune Global 500's top dog.

If counted as GDP, it'd storm into the world's top twenty-five.

…

Nearby.

Kan Qin couldn't hide his beaming smile; nearly three trillion in sales shattered records once more, and he grasped exactly what fortune that represented.

Highways.

Rail lines.

Airports.

Hydro plants.

Enough to overhaul Myanmar from top to bottom; for urban rebuilds, the nation's six largest cities could get a full makeover—tons of cash either way.

The aim of hitting a trillion-dollar GDP this year.

Solid.

Certainly.

Though this cash flows to the Myanmar Bank Group, not directly to Myanmar—a key distinction—yet with funds for the government to tap, what's the issue?

Next to him.

Su Yu grinned.

"Excellent!"

"Excellent."

"…"

Uttering several "excellents" in a row, companies tied to the Myanmar framework base their HQs in the Myanmar Economic Zone, so the Special Zone rakes in hefty taxes too.

Yet.

He isn't too fussed; the Myanmar Economic Zone falls under Myanmar Bank Group's iron grip, with massive investments flowing in lately.

Thus.

Funds abound.

Thoroughfares.

Urban areas.

Infrastructure.

All top-notch already, scarce urgent public needs, leaving the Myanmar Economic Zone flush with finances.

Filthy rich.

That said.

Even without shortages, today's haul delights them. Su Yu's prime supporter is the Myanmar Bank Group, which also oversees the Special Zone for Ling.

The stronger Myanmar Bank Group grows, the sweeter his position.

"You're thrilled."

Spotting Su Yu's face, Kan Qin chuckled.

"Ha ha!"

"We'll hit a spot for drinks soon."

"Sure."

With a massive deal sealed, a toast is in order. Entertaining the crowd? That's on the two firms, not them.

All at once.

Kan Qin recalled another matter. The Ou Wei Foundation's water cleanup gifts this year topped two hundred billion dollars, add the recent medicine sales.

Altogether.

By March this year.

Sales from three Myanmar Bank Group outfits topped five hundred billion dollars; pondering that, Kan Qin gave a wry smile—since when?

Did earning cash turn this effortless?

Back then.

We truly scraped by.

…

Within five minutes.

The report.

Blasted worldwide; a four-hundred-billion-dollar deal rattled the globe, especially amid the lingering worldwide economic slump.

United States.

Clawing back.

Europe.

Grapples with a budding debt storm.

Looking around.

Just a handful of nations thrive, and Myanmar ranks among the strongest—how could that not stun the world?

Practically turning folks emerald with envy.

Greece.

"That much cash? Heavens!"

"Why over in the East... If only it was ours."

"Yeah, yeah!"

"…"

Amid their rallies, sour stares shot eastward; four hundred billion dollars could wipe out every debt they owe.

And leave surplus behind.

No.

Better yet than debt payoff.

Hand it out.

Everyone could pocket tens of thousands of dollars, coasting easy for a while... Plenty imagined it; dreaming's no offense.

…

Post-order.

Contract signatures.

Naturally, payment time. Expecting credit terms? Forget it; firms came loaded, since these products sell like hotcakes.

Credit?

In your dreams!

Seller's turf rules now; buyers hold zero leverage.

…

Observing the account balances soar.

In the courtyard.

Tang Qing lounged in a seat, legs propped up, eyes half-closed. Such vast sums won't just sit idle; hoarding is for ordinary folks' basic mindset.

Foreign reserves in Myanmar hover near a hundred billion U.S. dollars.

For everything else.

Sure, spend it freely, and he didn't need to fret. Loans already flowing out, excess can revert to standard reserves.