I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Jiang Chen has never been someone that treated other unfairly, he at most is someone without boundaries at times.

At least he thought of himself this way all along.

He spent a happy Christmas Eve and Christmas with Ayesha. Then, on the night of Christmas Eve, he returned to the apocalypse with Ayesha’s hand-made fruit pudding and turkey.

Even with the unbelievable amount of wealth, he had never forgotten this mansion. His subordinates once proposed to rebuild this mansion since the building had been bathed in the nuclear explosion. However, even if the radioactive dust had been cleared, the cracks on the walls were still hard to cover up.

However, Jiang Chen decisively rejected the idea.

For him, this place offered a lot more sentimental value; it was not just a place for sleeping.

“Hum! It’s so delicious! How is this made? The perfect blend of mango and strawberry flavor… this is amazing!” The little hand held the fork and her white hair shook. Lin Lin’s red and black eyes were filled with happiness.

[You’re only eating a pudding… No need to act like you’re orgasming!]

But from the scene, both Lin Lin and Tingting in her body appreciated Ayesha’s cooking skills.

“Brother, brother Jiang Chen.” Pulling on Jiang Chen’s clothing, Yao Yao timidly said.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Chen looked at Yao Yao with a smile and asked,

“That … that girl named Ayesha, is her cooking skills better than mine?”

Yao Yao asked a difficult question to answer, just like girls who always loved to ask, “Who is prettier, her or me?” It was the same for this question, “Who’s cooking is better?” It seemed Jiang Chen could only say that each person has her advantages and disadvantages. However, of course, he wasn’t going to say the foolish truth.

“Of course Yao Yao’s is better,” Jiang Chen used his hand and rubbed the little girl’s head with a smile. “Yao Yao’s cooking is the best. ”

It was a reaction Jiang Chen didn’t expect as Yao Yao didn’t respond with a smile, but instead, she started to blush. Although the joy could be seen in her big eyes, Jiang Chen thought something felt odd.

Sun Xiaorou was still grinning when she elegantly sent the soft pudding into her even softer lips.

“Sister, a powerful enemy has appeared.”

“Mhmm!”

“Hmmm? Is sister not jealous?” Sun Xiaorou turned her head and looked at Sun Jiao who was busy working on the turkey.

“Humph, I’m already used to how perverted this guy is!” Then, Sun Jiao gave Jiang Chen a dirty stare.

Even with the stare, Xiaorou on the side could still read the gentleness hidden in her sister’s eyes.

After the delicious dinner, havoc filled the table.

When Jiang Chen cleaned up with the girls, it was already getting late. Yao Yao and Lin Lin went to shower and rest.

But Jiang Chen’s Christmas Eve with Sun Jiao and Xiaorou had just begun…

When Jiang Chen returned to the modern world, it was already the second day after Christmas.

Carson Loki called him to congratulate him on the successful public offering of High Tech Freshwater.

“Congratulations, Mr. Jiang Chen, your assets under your name ballooned once again. I wish you a Merry Christmas on behalf of all the Wall Street investors!”

The call should have arrived two days ago, but Jiang Chen didn’t manage to pick up then as he was in the apocalypse.

“Thank you,” Jiang Chen pleasantly responded.

“If you have any plans to IPO your subsidiaries, please contact us!”

“Haha, yes, if there is any.” Jiang Chen selectively ignored Carson’s attempt to gain information from him.

While B City Consortium was an ally, Jiang Chen never considered them to be the trustworthy type. The high valuation of the company meant that there must be institutions pushing for the price. And the institution most likely to do that was B City Consortium.

And there were two reasons why.

One was because of the shares held by Carson Loki.

Two was because B City Consortium wanted to promise a giant cake to convince Future Group to be “cake chefs” together and bring more cakes to the stock exchange. The more subsidiaries that go public in the UA, the more there are to gain by B City Consortium, and the more assured the Capital would feel toward Future Group.

But Carson’s expectation was destined to fall short.

The subsidiary going public did make Future Group taste the sweetness, but it was not sweet enough for Jiang Chen to completely “faint” from it.

He must admit that public listing’s one-time gains are really attractive; a second to earn money that could only be made in 20 years, but Jiang Chen never expected to rely on this to make money. High Tech Freshwater going public was only a decision made after weighing the pros and cons. After all, the Gulf of Aden was next to Somalia and Celestial Trade temporarily do not have the overseas troops to exert diplomatic influence.

It was also unnecessary.

For the B City consortium and Wall Street’s attempt, Jiang Chen could only describe it in two words.

Too obvious.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen took a trip to New Moon Island.

As the population of Coro Island surged, the number of employees in Celestial Trade expanded several times. The expansion of the business from pure military contractors to aerospace and telecommunications fields plagiarized Raytheon’s development model.

New Moon Island has the most powerful military force of Xin and was the strongest card in Jiang Chen’s hands. From the initial scale of more than 100 people, it has now grown to 3,000. One in five of the employees were office and logistics personnel, and the remainder were war machines!

When Jiang Chen stepped onto the Island, Ivan was waiting for him at the port.

Jiang Chen didn’t make any stop and directly headed to the middle of the island.

Lying there was a spacious warehouse and at the same time the entrance to New Moon Island’s underground arsenal. The location was used to store weapons that must be kept confidential, such as the Power Armor.

Since the Moro War and the undersea missile silo demonstration, an eye has grown above the head of New Moon Island. Jiang Chen simply collected the topographic data of New Moon Island and submitted it to the architects of the apocalypse. Their “professional ability test” was to design a reconstruction program, and then mobilize the engineering robots to carry out the underground arsenal expansion.

The design would be based on the specifications of the fallout shelter. Jiang Chen not only brought the new equipment training ground down deep into the ground, but an L-shaped underwater harbor was also built that could allow submarines to dock. The waters around New Moon Island was shallow, but fortunately, there was a fault leading to the deep sea. Just on the fault’s side walls, amphibious construction robots opened up an exit for small and medium-sized submarines such as the Water Droplet.

The project, which took five months, was completed around October that year. At that time, Jiang Chen was in the apocalypse and did not visit after the completion of construction. Now, the underground training facilities have been put into operation.

Such as the Power Armor.