Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 610 - 608: Polar Industrial Group

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Ah Qing livestreams her tour of Steel Park, and the high-energy and hardcore scenes not only astonish outsiders but also leave local viewers dumbfounded.

The things Ah Qing plays with are something they've never seen before.

Tank performances can be watched, but the audience sits in the stands to watch. Who would think of racing in a tank?

You can handle firearms, but they're all disarmed, with just an infrared at the muzzle, shooting clay pigeons through electronic simulation, like a small park stall.

Real bullets? What's that?

But...

It's normal that everyone doesn't know, because these things just opened before National Day, and there's even been no time for publicity. Potou plans to use this round of National Day tourism to build a reputation, and then do business next year, just like the Ice and Snow World.

They have the Ice and Snow World in Harbin, and we have heaps of old steel companions in Potou City.

No one can take away the title of Steel City, Hardcore Capital from our Potou City!

And that friend of Tang Lian's is actually someone from the publicity department in Potou City, specially coming over to help line up.

Ah Qing's livestream has many live viewers, and there's no black history or past failures, and she's even promoted tourism for her hometown, sparking a resort boom.

It's a bit hard to evaluate if she's professional, but Ah Qing is exceptionally good at discovering quirky and interesting things.

If they weren't afraid of scaring Ah Qing, Potou's publicity staff would have loved to invite her over and hang a plaque on her saying [Potou Promotion Ambassador]

Because of this logic, some facilities that were originally scheduled to open later were opened early for Ah Qing for livestream promotion, including some corporate visits.

If Ah Qing came a bit later, she could even ride a multi-floor high mining truck and a J-5 fighter jet.

......

From newly retired tanks to armored vehicles, and Red Sword missile casings mounted on helicopters, Ah Qing toured with her livestream audience, leaving everyone in awe.

Military enthusiasts were the only ones who were shocked, hastily taking green-skin trains to rush to Potou overnight, fearing they might miss out.

"Wow~"

Ah Qing leaves Steel Park, temporarily closes her livestream, and sits in the transport bus of the Wanderer's Home. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Upon seeing the bus's living room, bathroom, and lounge, Ah Qing couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

Before.... she'd never thought bus space was this spacious, but now, Ah Qing felt Sister Lin's bus was a bit outrageous.

The interior space was practically a complete apartment.

Even well-traveled Momo looked around the bus with great interest.

She'd seen RVs plenty, but converting a bus into a mobile apartment? It wasn't unheard of, but very niche, costing millions in modifications, yet only selling for scrap iron prices when second-hand.

After all... driving this needed an A-level license.

After the tour, everyone sat on the sofa in the living room, buckled up, and set off to eat local seafood.

Ansheng wandered into the lounge, looking at Ba Mountain Mosquito, lost in studying.

"Dad!"

Seeing Master Fuli, with no one else in the room, Ba Mountain Mosquito effortlessly called him dad.

"Off you go!"

Ansheng rolled his eyes, jumped onto the bed, and asked, "Open my WeChat and see if there's someone named Miyel adding me."

"By the way, also check on Blue Bird, I asked her to add me as a friend."

Ansheng said to Ba Mountain Mosquito.

Before going home, he specifically gave Miyel his phone number and Blue Bird ID, asking her to add him.

Currently, Miyel is free; Li Wenkang and his team don't mean to detain the three giants, but due to their actions against Northern, they are attending political lessons.

Steel = Food ≈ People's Well-being Index.

If we can't eat peanuts, drink beer, and boast, then we must invite you to eat peanuts.

Though Miyel is a bad seed, Ansheng still wanted her social media account.

He didn't quite understand geopolitics, but Miyel's abilities and connections were very useful.

Perfect, she could help Spirit Beast Gang expand international business.

"There is a Miyel in WeChat."

Ba Mountain Mosquito opened WeChat, accepted Miyel's friend request, and smoothly sent a smile and handshake emoji to Miyel.

Then, on overseas social media, there was also an account called [Polar Industrial Group] and one with Miyel's name, sending private messages to Master Fuli.

"Wow..."

Ba Mountain Mosquito clicked on the opposite account and, upon seeing the pinned content, couldn't help but gasp.

The Polar Industrial account had a very bold pinned post: [Rakshasa Country military weapons, globally fast delivery, as long as there's land, we can deliver]

Attached below the post was a world map.

Seeing this information, Ba Mountain Mosquito's face clearly showed a shocked expression.

In its impression.

Military-grade weapons should be as outrageous as the way Li Wenkang attacked that night, missiles leveling the ground, drones bombing, and ground forces advancing.

And these things were being publicly sold, claiming as long as there was land, they could deliver fast.

"Huh?"

Polar Industrial Group's name was a bit unfamiliar; Ansheng hadn't heard of it, but he glanced and saw the Polar Industrial account's avatar, noticing Miyel's family crest at a glance.

But with just one look, Ansheng was stunned, subconsciously rubbing his eyes, then widening them, staring at the world map posted by Polar Industrial.

"What the hell? Where did Xia Country go, how did our country become an ocean?"

Ansheng was dumbfounded, seeing the original location of Xia Country on the world map turned blue, the land turned into an ocean.

The people and animals of Xia Country, in the Polar Industrial's world map release, were neighbors to Atlantis.

Master Fuli also changed from a red fox to a sea fox.

And.

As Ba Mountain Mosquito browsed the Polar Industrial account, Ansheng saw even more startling content.

An hour and a half ago, the Polar Industrial Group posted:

[Novik Industrial Group, from today, is renamed to [Polar Industrial], management restructure, taken over by Honorary Chairman Polar King. We will invest 12 billion rubles into the Northern Mining Group.]

[We are still us; with the funds ready, where there's land, we still offer fast delivery services.]

Just two hours ago, it was still named Novik Industrial Group, but now it had changed its name.

Miyel's full name is Miyel Novikova. Clearly, Novik Industrial Group was her open business.

Despite calling itself an industrial group, it often resembled more of an international logistics company.

It included services like rapid weapons delivery, visa-free immigration, and supermodels' global deployments.

And with Novik Industrial Group's rebranding, based on the posted content.

That night.

Master Fuli's grand fist style was deeply imprinted in Miyel's heart.

She now turned away from darkness to light, choosing to side with Master Fuli.

And Master Fuli, from originally relying on Sister Lin's subsidiary card for monthly expenses, suddenly became the honorary chairman of Polar Industrial Group, granting visa-free access globally to whoever he wished.

"....."

Ansheng looked at the phone screen, full of black lines, somehow feeling like he might have veered off course.....

Good heavens!

I don't even own a single gun, but somehow, I've become a head of international arms dealers!