Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Autumn on the other side of the ocean is always accompanied by the clamor of elections.

This was especially true in November 2020.

When the vote count was displayed on the screens of major media outlets, countless people stared at that string of numbers.

Old Baitou secured the victory by a narrow margin.

Despite his once-high hopes for re-election, Trump ultimately failed to change the outcome.

The moment the news broke, social media was like it had been branded with a scalding hot iron.

Trump's personal account was the first to explode, with dozens of tweets flooding the screen in less than half an hour.

The anger conveyed in the words almost burst through the screen:

"This is the biggest fraud in US history! The ballots were tampered with; all those mail-in ballots were fake!"

Then, he abruptly changed the subject, pointing the finger directly at the vague and elusive "foreign forces."

"They manipulated everything from the very beginning. They stole our victory with the aim of destroying this country! I refuse to accept this result!"

These remarks were like a bomb, creating a huge uproar in the public opinion arena.

It is important to know that since the United States implemented the presidential election system...

No matter how fierce the competition, the loser always manages to maintain dignity at the last moment.

Congratulating opponents by phone or in public statements helps maintain the superficial glamour of the system.

But Trump insisted on tearing away this facade, slamming his fist on the table and yelling "Election invalid!" in front of the cameras.

They also called on their supporters—those "red hats" wearing red baseball caps—to "fight bravely and reclaim the justice that belongs to us!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of protesters gathered around the Capitol.

Slogans such as "Stop stealing" and "King Trump will win" are visible everywhere.

A standoff ensued with police maintaining order.

Even more absurdly, Trump explicitly stated in an interview:

“I will not move out of the Black House. It is my house. The voters let me live there, and no one can kick me out.”

Meng Chuan, who lives in a county town in China, is sitting in his yard basking in the sun, flipping through a latest journal about quantum computing.

He glanced at the news notification that popped up on his phone screen, lost interest, and casually swiped it aside.

Meng Chuan already knew the fate of the "King of Understanding".

This outcome aligns with the historical trend.

"This 'King of Knowledge' really has a bizarre way of thinking."

Although Meng Chuan wasn't interested, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Liu Qian, who was pruning potted plants nearby, smiled and struck up a conversation upon hearing this:

"I heard from the news that things are getting pretty bad. Is that Trump really going to stay in the Black House and refuse to leave? I've never seen anything like it before."

Liu Qian is becoming more and more virtuous.

As her belly grew bigger day by day.

She always exuded a maternal glow.

The only drawback was that, in the quiet of the night, she couldn't help but miss Meng Zhili.

Meng Zhili is now following Prince Fu and is gradually getting into the swing of things.

His extraordinary talent for cultivation was also greatly displayed.

Of course, compared to a monster like Meng Chuan, he's ultimately inferior.

However, he has already surpassed many of his peers.

It was precisely because of this that Liu Qian and her mother Zhang Mei repeatedly asked Meng Zhili to come home.

However, in order to allow Meng Zhili to cultivate without distraction.

Prince Fu repeatedly refused.

Meng Chuan didn't have any good solutions to this.

"He's probably just talking big."

Meng Chuan put down the journal and said in a calm tone:

"No matter how arrogant he is, he has to consider the laws of the United States and the attitude of the military. If it really comes to the point of using force to clear the area, he can't afford the consequences."

Liu Qian asked curiously:

"Who is this 'foreign force' he's referring to? Could there be something fishy going on?"

Meng Chuan smiled but did not answer directly.

He certainly knew that Trump was referring to him.

The current Trump suspects that his failure to be elected was due to Meng Chuan.

It was Meng Chuan's support for Lao Baitou that led to his defeat.

However, Meng Chuan was certain that no matter how much Trump suspected, he would never dare to say exactly who it was.

If he really dares to expose Meng Chuan, he'll be the one who suffers first.

Because Meng Chuan still holds onto those shady deals he made with him back then.

Once that agreement is exposed, it's hard to say whether he can even save his life, let alone be re-elected.

Liu Qian nodded as if she understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

She knew that Meng Chuan's world contained many unspeakable secrets.

Since he was unwilling to talk about it further, I didn't need to delve into it.

In the following days, the farce on the other side of the ocean intensified.

The protests by the "red hats" escalated, and even resulted in minor clashes with the police.

Trump's legal team filed lawsuits in multiple states, but they were repeatedly rejected by the courts.

Even the vice president publicly stated that "the election results should be respected," distancing himself from Trump.

Trump's daughter also said she accepted the election results.

For a time, Trump gave people the feeling of being abandoned by everyone.

Of course, this has also generated a lot of discussion internationally.

Even when Huang Lao called Meng Chuan every now and then, he would unconsciously bring up the topic of Trump.

"That old bastard has really embarrassed himself internationally."

Mr. Huang sighed on the other end of the phone:

"But it's good, let the world see what their so-called 'democracy' really looks like."

"It's just for fun."

Meng Chuan said:

"No matter who comes to power, the impact on us will be limited. We will continue with the projects we are supposed to be working on."

Old Huang smiled:

"You're quite optimistic. By the way, the projects for those hydropower stations have been approved, the funding is in place, and construction can officially begin next month. Also, the share distribution I mentioned last time has been decided. It will be calculated based on your investment amount, so you won't be treated unfairly."

During this period, Mr. Huang has been calling Meng Chuan very frequently.

It's all because of investments.

"I've already said, the number of shares doesn't matter."

Meng Chuan spoke casually:

"You're in charge of asking questions, I'm only responsible for investing the money, and I won't ask about anything else."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan got up, went to his study, and turned on his computer.

The screen displays the research and development progress of major high-tech enterprises in China.

These are all companies supported by his foundation.

Several of these AI companies have successfully developed third-generation smart chips.

The processing speed is three times faster than the previous generation.

In the field of robotics, medical surgical robots have passed clinical trials, achieving an accuracy of 0.01 millimeters, and are about to be put on the market.

In the field of new energy, the energy density of solid-state batteries has exceeded 600 watt-hours per kilogram, and the charging time has been shortened to less than ten minutes.

Looking at these figures, Meng Chuan smiled with satisfaction.

He knew that behind these breakthroughs was the silent support of hundreds of billions of yuan he had invested.

The initial decision to invest heavily in high-tech fields was based on the belief that future competition will ultimately be a competition of technology.

In retrospect, we were on the right track.

The United States is currently preoccupied with internal strife.

Only the Dragon Kingdom is developing quietly.

With this shift in momentum, Meng Chuan believed it wouldn't be long before things improved.

The Dragon Kingdom will surely stand at the top of the world...