Lin Haoran was reborn in 1978 Hong Kong, becoming a wealthy young heir.

At this time, the glory of the British financial consortiums was beginning to fade, while Chinese capital was rising rapidly like bamboo atter the rain, starting to shine on the international stage.

Former British-controlled giants like Wharf and Hutchison Whampoa were becoming prime targets pursued by Chinese entrepreneurs.

So, with growing strength, Lin Haoran set his sights on the leading British trading firm

-Jardine Matheson...

Mr. Chen, who had been rolling in the mud and steel bars, and fluctuating among the stock market K-lines, opened his eyes and returned to the era when the Internet bubble first emerged and infrastructure construction was surging.

The former contractor was a bit path-dependent and wanted to make some money by doing infrastructure construction.

As a result, by chance, the technological infrastructure behind the Internet was developed.

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When a great power is rising and the economic cycle is being reshaped, no one believes:

At first, he just wanted to make a smartphone.

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The entire technology industry chain, finance, Internet, real estate, 20 years of economic history, I love what I write.

Slow pace, real background, challenging writing style, half of the brain is stored.

Lin transmigrated to detective conan universe with the death note.

"Anyone whose name is written in the note will die."

"How can such an unscientific thing be possible?"

"If it's true, wouldn't we be able to rule the world?"

"You think so, don't you, Mr. Gin?"

"By the way, could you please sign an autograph for me?"

"Use your real name."