roccoschili Chapter 500 Different and Impossible
Chapter 500 Different and Impossible
America.
California.
About 50 miles south of Los Angeles, in Irvine, Orange County, is the University of California, Irvine.
University of California, Irvine (University of California, Irvine), referred to as "UCIrvine" or "UCI", also translated as University of California, Irvine or Irvine.
Founded in 1965, it is affiliated with the University of California system. It is a public research university and one of the youngest among the many branches of the University of California!
In 1960, the Irvine Company, a famous real estate developer in California, sold 1 acres of land to the University of California system for $1000, a very barren plain, for the construction of a new campus.
In 1964, then-President Lyndon B. Johnson attended the school’s groundbreaking ceremony.
Perhaps due to its relatively late establishment, the Irvine campus has a very open school spirit and is very willing to accept new culture, information, disciplines, etc.
Therefore, its development is extremely rapid. In addition, the university's campus environment is very charming, the architectural design is novel, the teachers are excellent, the climate is pleasant, and the location is close to the beautiful west coast. It is very popular among young college students.
Therefore, it is often known as "Public Ivy".
. . .
at dusk.
South of the University of California, Irvine, at the foot of Pelican Hill next to Newport Bay.
In the private estate of Piro Jan Cherov, a famous business tycoon in the west.
Livlin G. Cherov and her family finished the holiday dinner "in harmony". After saying hello to everyone casually, she got up and went upstairs to her room.
Old Cherov glanced at his silent sons, turned to the Hollywood actress Diane Yullington, who had a swollen belly and was already pregnant, and said warmly.
"I'll give it up later... I'll take a walk with you~"
"I'll go upstairs and take a look first!"
"Okay, go ahead." Diane Yuelington wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and said with a smile.
"Ok!"
Old Cherov threw away his napkin, glanced at the butler standing at the door, took big steps, and walked up the stairs.
. . .
The third floor of the manor house.
Livlin stood in the living room of her room with a lonely expression, looking at the slowly darkening sky outside the window, her mood became increasingly gloomy.
Old Cherov walked to the door of his daughter's room and looked at the crack in the door. .
He twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and suddenly remembered a few words that the boy had said to him when he met David in New York.
"People always think that Livlin has a weird temper and is difficult to get along with...even intolerable~"
"But her true character on the inside is not what people see on the outside."
"She lacks love!"
"As long as you can give her enough attention, enough care, enough patience, enough alone time and company, and enough love~"
"She will never let you down!"
. . .
Livlin stood in front of the window with her arms folded in front of her chest. She heard the footsteps at the door, but did not look back and said softly.
"I'm going back to New York tomorrow."
"..good!"
"Before dinner, I asked someone to find out that Warner Bros. has a movie called "Superman" that will be released next month."
"David told me that if there was news about it... he would like to see the movie in advance~"
"But I can't get the film of it..."
Old Cherov sat down, looked at his daughter's back with a strange expression, and sighed.
"That bastard boy... still likes such childish movies?"
"...I'm going to take it back tomorrow!"
"can!"
"It will go back to New York with you."
Old Cherov paused for a moment, blinked his eyes, took two deep breaths, and tried his best to speak in a "fatherly" tone.
"Then tonight, can you have a good chat with me and then... dance a few times?"
"Dance?"
Livlin turned her head and glanced at her father suspiciously, thought for a moment, shrugged, and said indifferently.
"This is your home, your house~"
"You want to dance, but you need someone to accompany you?"
"..."
"The person I lack is you~"
"Livlin!"
"..."
. . .
There was a brief silence in the room.
Livlin looked at her back outside the window, which made old Cherov have mixed feelings for a moment~
Ever since Livlin entered high school, he had hardly paid much attention to this very sensitive little daughter~
A few years go by in the blink of an eye~
In addition to Maybelline and the large amount of "pocket money" in her name~
He owed his daughter's love. .Too much!
. . .
Livlin slowly turned her head, walked to sit diagonally opposite the old Cherov, and asked with calm eyes and a cold expression.
"Have you seen the baby in Diane's belly?"
"Is it male or female?"
"...It should be a boy~"
"Hehe~"
"Is he a younger brother?"
“Not bad~”
"You still have some time to teach him to become a member of the family..."
Old Cherov waved his hand with clear eyes and interrupted: "You are the closest siblings."
"I will treat him the same as you~"
"Same!?"
"Hahaha~"
"Then he will be in trouble~"
Old Cherov still maintained a calm smile.
"I met David and Leslie and asked them... why did you choose Leslie."
"What about you?"
"What's your answer?"
Livlin slowly stopped laughing, and replied with complicated eyes: "No reason! I recognized Leslie only after I got to know him..."
"I don't want to be you ~ meet one and love one!"
“I don’t even want to follow in your footsteps and put my family and children into an embarrassing and unbearable situation~”
Old Cherov was speechless for a few seconds, and his smile turned into a bitter smile. .
"Okay~ You're right!"
He raised his head and laughed at himself: "Money is a good thing!"
"It can buy almost everything~ but it's so cold...it can't make people feel warm~"
"Before I met the two of them, I once thought that David would be the same as me many years ago..."
"But after we met, he only used a short story to make me understand... He is different from me!"
"Wewillsee~!"
"Hehe~"
"...?"
Old Cherov saw the confusion in the woman's eyes, and shook his head without explaining too much.
"What do you think of his investment plan? Are you confident?"
"Hehe~"
"Don't you also want to join this plan?"
"...Is something like confidence important?"
"Forehead.."
Old Cherov was speechless again~
Livlin seemed to feel her father today. .It’s different~
She stood up, walked to the old Cherov, her hands naturally drooped, looked down at him and said: "I will only use all my money when I go back this time... to invest in him!"
"Wait until this investment plan is over."
"No matter how much money you gave me, I will give it to my younger brother who will be born in a few months as a gift to him!"
Old Cherov frowned for the first time since he came in and whispered: "He is my child, and so are you!"
"he.."
"I'm telling you, not asking for your opinion!"
"That's it!"
"..."
Livlin waved her hand gently and turned towards the bedroom: "Do you still remember my favorite dance music?"
"..of course I remember!"
"Then I'll go change my clothes first and see you downstairs later~"
"it is good!"
The old tycoon Cherov, who had been "deflated" twice in a row in front of his daughter, looked at the slowly closing bedroom door and smiled like an old fox.
He really didn't expect this trick to be very useful!
hehe~
----
California.
The home of Louis Rockefeller, southeast of San Francisco.
(San Francisco, also known as Gold Mountain, San Francisco, or San Francisco.)
Tonight’s family holiday banquet is over~
Lewis called his grandson Bob, and the two walked into the study and sat down.
"You were in New York during this time. How was it at David's company?"
"very good!"
"Oh? Haha~"
"Did you learn anything?"
Bob seemed prepared for this and said with a smile: "If you study with David, you can only learn how he is a hands-off shopkeeper..."
"Hahaha~"
Lewis picked up an old-style empty pipe, held it in his mouth, shook his head and smiled.
"He is different from others!"
"Don't always look at what he has done. You should listen more to what he has said to others!"
"..OK!"
"Well~what did he say to you?"
Bob lowered his head and recalled it seriously, and said, "On the first day I joined the company, I met..."
. . .
ten minutes later.
Bob stopped telling, and Louis frowned~
"sugar!?"
"This fructose syrup...have you done any research?"
"Yes!"
"Fructose syrup, also known as high fructose syrup and corn syrup."
"I went to the factory that produces fructose syrup two days ago and saw the entire production process."
"It is converted from glucose in corn starch into fructose. It is a colorless viscous liquid with good fluidity at room temperature and no peculiar smell as a sugar substitute sweetener~"
"Its fructose content has increased from around 42% to between 55% and 42% because the production process has been upgraded from F55 to F65."
"Moreover, I found several professors and learned about many of the excellent properties of fructose~"
"The sweetness of fructose has a great relationship with temperature. When the temperature is below 40c, the lower the temperature, the higher the sweetness of fructose, which can be up to 1.73 times that of sucrose. The reason for cold sweetness is that fructose has two molecular configurations; a-type and beta-type. The sweetness of a-type fructose is three times that of beta-type fructose. At low temperatures, part of the beta-type fructose is converted into a-type fructose, which increases the sweetness."
"Due to this characteristic, fructose syrup is very suitable for ice drinks and other cold drinks, such as carbonated drinks, fruit drinks, popsicles, ice cream, etc."
"Also, fructose is an amorphous monosaccharide, which can easily absorb moisture from the air. It contains half a molecule and one molecule of crystal water. It is highly hygroscopic and has good water retention capacity and drying resistance. This characteristic can make The pastry remains fresh and fluffy, extending product shelf life.”
“果糖溶解度为糖类中最高，当温度为20c、30c、40c、50c时，果糖溶解度分别为蔗糖的1.88倍、2.0倍、2.3倍、3.1倍。”
"Glucose is less soluble than sucrose, and fructose-glucose solubility increases with temperature faster than sucrose."
"It also has many advantages in terms of moisture retention, fermentation performance, chemical stability, etc.~"
"So, its stable properties, high sweetness, and extremely low cost all add up... making it very suitable to replace white sugar and become a new food sweetening additive!"
. . .
Bob's introduction to fructose syrup made Louis frown even more.
He thought for a while and then said slowly: "It has been decades since the world's first sugar futures appeared~"
"It, like cigarettes, salt, coffee, tea, etc., are all highly addictive daily consumer products~"
"David first found Livlin's plan to develop the fashion industry and then took it out to ask you to take over the merger and acquisition plan."
Louis frowned and smiled with shining eyes: "This kid once said to Old Morgan...clothing, food, housing, and transportation!"
"About food... he didn't tell everything!"
"Hehe~"
Bob raised his eyebrows in surprise, frowned, and asked.
"You said, I..."
"Do it!"
"...Okay~"
Louis then added: "I will say hello to the people at home. If you have any difficulties, you can contact them for help~"
"This is an excellent training opportunity for you!"
"Get it! Finish it!"
. . .
After more than half an hour.
When Bob walked out of Grandpa Louis' study, he was a little dizzy~
Lewis did not ask him any more questions, but introduced him to a lot of knowledge related to sugar production and deeper insights into sugar futures~
The characteristics of the sugar industry are destined to have an extremely long industrial chain that can involve almost all foods ~
Therefore, it has very rich investment themes~
If glucose syrup can be approved by the US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) and enter the list of sweetening additives. .
It will bring subversive impact to the entire sugar industry chain!
Moreover, its extremely low price will also cause the entire world's sugar futures market to enter a period of severe volatility~
This chain-like supply and demand system pattern is violently turbulent~
It's a crisis, but also an opportunity!
If you can prepare for it in advance, grab it. .
. . .
Bob stopped at the top of the stairs, took a few long breaths, and slowly exhaled~
He feels that he is still too young and too inexperienced!
But~
David had already conceived it in his mind after seeing and knowing about fructose syrup. .Any subsequent developments or changes?
impossible. .Bar! ? !
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midnight.
New York JFK International Airport.
Grace, who rushed back from a flight from California, pulled her suitcase alone, walked out of the airport lobby and got into the car.
(Grace, Morgan Sr.’s eldest daughter and partner of Cheryl Norton Morgan, had just divorced Mr. Elder, Panaris’ partner, and had been busy with the media conglomerate’s plans.)
on the way.
Grace asked in a low voice while looking at the street scene outside the window.
"When did they leave?"
"noon."
"..take me to the hotel~"
"Ok!"
. . .
Blue Crystal Hotel.
Grace returned to her room.
When she threw off her coat, threw away her suitcase, and was about to lie down on the bed in the bedroom, there was a knock on the door~
"Clang clang clang~"
Grace frowned and said loudly: "The door... is not locked!"
"Okay~" A female waiter's voice came from the door.
As she spoke, she slowly walked to the bedroom door: "Miss, I have a gift for you!"
"You see...?"
Grace, who was sitting by the bed, was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up and walked to the waiter, looked down at the gift box in her hand, and asked.
"Who sent it?"
"The visitor said it was a gentleman named David Coleman."
"David!?"
"Give it to me ~ thank you!"
"You're welcome~"
. . .
Send the waiter away.
Grace held the gift box in her hand and sat on the sofa in the living room, in a daze. .
She looked at the gift box for a long time, then stretched out her hand to tear open its outer packaging, opened the gifts inside, found a holiday greeting card, and started to read it~
"To Grace~"
"Ludwig van Beethoven, a representative of the Viennese Classical School in Europe and one of the world's greatest composers, once wrote an independent piano piece "Bagatel in A minor."
"Later, due to someone's mistake, the original name was changed from "To Theresa" to "To Alice."
"I'm not Beethoven!"
"You are not Theresa or Alice~"
"I want you to know!"
“At Wildfire, there’s always a room just for you!”
"In Wildfire, there is always someone who will keep a warm light for you~"
"In Wildfire, you are always free to do whatever you want!"
"As long as you like it, you're happy, you're willing... anything will do!"
"I want you to know!"
"When we become friends, you will never be alone and spend the holidays that should be a family reunion~"
"Wildfire and I will always shine brightly for you!"
"Happy Thanksgiving Day!"
"Finally~ Wildfire Bar, you haven't been here yet?!"
"You should come once!"
"I promise ~ you will fall in love with it!"
"But I don't guarantee that you can fall in love with me..."
"Hahaha~"
"I miss you and want to stick to you, but I am afraid of losing you... David!"
. . .
Grace gently touched the slightly blunt corner of a greeting card with her fingertips, feeling its "sharpness" and "frustration" ~
She reached out and picked up the orange and light green lampshade in the gift box. .I feel like a "wildfire" has really been stirred up in my chest and heart~
She slowly lay back on the sofa, put the greeting card on her belly, closed her eyes, and murmured with a smile on her lips.
"David~"
"You are really a...bastard!?"
"Hehe~"
(The color design of the lampshade inside the gift box here refers to the color description of the "nuclear weapon" wildfire in the "Song of Ice and Fire: Game of Thrones" episode.)
----
a new day.
The east has just gained some light.
New Jersey.
The training base of the security company.
Lawrence, the person in charge, made phone calls with a lot of black lines on his face. He finally found a few buses and put all the large group of yawning "beauties" sent by Ludi last night onto the bus and returned. Manhattan~
. . .
The jackal with a pair of big dark circles under his eyes, carrying his pants in one hand and a cigarette in the other, walked out of the building with a relaxed and contented look, looked at Lawrence's slightly "short" back, and laughed.
"So early...where did you find the bus?"
Lawrence turned back with a dark face and rolled his eyes at him, and whispered bitterly: "This is only half of it!"
"Wow~ wow!"
"I know~"
"There are still half of the beauties in the building who are continuing to work~"
"Aren't you going?"
"I￥%...%..."
"Hey~ why did you start cursing again?"
"Didn't you agree to it last night?"
"Only this time, no next time!"
"fxxxyou!"
"Hahaha~"
----
new York.
To the west of Hamlin, in an area where a large number of African Americans gather.
Radi Bumgarner, who brought people from Los Angeles, California, to New York for development, summoned his subordinates who had "recharged their batteries" last night and gave instructions.
"The Bronx and all that here..."
. . .
After a few minutes.
Watching his men leave, Lady Bumgarner tilted her head and looked at the wardrobe not far away. She stood up and walked to it. She whispered a few words to herself in the mirror~
----
Manhattan.
Upstairs at Wildfire Bar.
David stretched out his right arm and touched to the side, but there was no one there. . ?
He opened his eyes, sat up, and glanced at the watch on the bedside.
"Already...eight o'clock?"
"Hey~"
"You can't drink anymore, you're in trouble~"
David muttered as he found his own clothes, put them on, and walked to the bathroom.
. . .
ten minutes later.
David, who felt a little better after taking a warm bath, walked out of the bedroom, saw his family sitting at the dining table, and smiled.
"Good morning everyone~"
"Haha~ What time is it, is it still early?!" Old David teased his son cheerfully.
Sierra's mother, wearing an apron, waved to her son and said with a smile: "Cui Yingying and I have learned two new breakfast dishes. Come over and try them."
"Hahaha~ OK!"
David walked to the dining table, looked at Susan and Cui Yingying next to Sierra's mother, sat down, and smiled.
"It seems that I will be very lucky in the future!"
"Hehe~"
"Drink a glass of milk first and then eat to nourish your stomach!" Susan, who was wearing the same apron as Sierra's mother, glanced at Cui Yingying and said with a smile.
"Um... to nourish the stomach?"
"ok~"
"Good obedient boy" David raised the milk glass and smiled at his family: "Here's to you~ Cheers!"
"Hahahaha~"
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(Our country once opened a sugar futures market, but closed the market in 95 in order to join the WTO.)
(Later, sugar prices will be increasingly affected by the international market. At this time, the sugar futures opened by Zhengzhou Commercial Exchange will provide a real place for hedging for sugar production, processing, and circulation companies.)
(Also: Due to population, income, eating habits and other reasons, our country has become one of the world's largest sugar consumers.)
(But for a long time, my country's per capita annual sugar consumption was only a few kilograms - far lower than the world's per capita annual sugar consumption of 21 kilograms.)