Chapter 443: The Syndrome of Feeling Restless If You Don't Cause Trouble

Ultimately, what Fang Huanxiang wanted wasn't an invincible fleet capable of dominating the seven seas.
What they sought was merely an armed force sufficient to deter pirates from crossing the line, to create an effective deterrent around the shipping lanes, and to deliver a decisive blow in the event of conflict.
That's all.
"The places with the most serious problems right now are Somalia, Nigeria, and Togo. They're dirt poor and can't even muster a decent navy, so they just let things drift.
If their navies had any fighting power, we wouldn't be having such a headache..."
Liu Bo continued his rambling analysis, attributing the root of the problem to the chaotic order and weak national strength of those regions.
The pirate groups have precisely targeted this weakness, which is why they've been able to take root and flourish there with impunity, turning those waters into their hunting grounds.
"...?"
However, the instant Liu Bo finished speaking, Su Hao's intuition seemed to be suddenly activated by an electric current, trembling slightly.
An inconceivable yet perfectly logical thought sprouted like wildfire.
"If those countries possessed powerful navies, would the piracy problem be alleviated?" Su Hao asked.
"Of course! The reason those pirate organizations have established their strongholds there is because the local military is a sieve, full of loopholes, and no one can control them!
That's why they dare to so brazenly treat it as their own backyard, frantically expanding their power."
Su Hao's intuition signal became stronger than ever before at this moment.
The breakthrough... is right here!
"In other words, as long as those countries' navies become powerful, all these problems that are giving us a headache will be solved, right?"
"Theoretically, yes... ah!"
Liu Bo stopped mid-sentence, as if struck by lightning, his face filled with disbelief.
"Chairman Su! You... you wouldn't be thinking of... establishing a 'strategic partnership' with those countries, would you?!"
***
Meanwhile, across the ocean.
"Fanghuan Investment... is going to take action against 'Aaron'?"
Smark, the tech fanatic who single-handedly built the Tesla empire and launched countless rockets into space, even while fully immersed in the blueprints for autonomous driving and the "Starlink" project, is still someone who can't sit still for a single second.
This guy, whenever he feels even the slightest sign of life becoming boring, immediately opens social media, transforming into a high-powered "keyboard warrior," posting all sorts of shocking remarks, frantically attracting the world's attention.
For him, this was life's stimulant, a source of dopamine, a syndrome of feeling restless if he didn't cause trouble.
And now, news that was enough to make his dopamine explode had been delivered to him.
"Yes, boss. At first, it was just some unfounded rumors, but now it seems Fang Huan Investment is really going all out against 'Asia.'
They've not only cut off all semiconductor supplies, but a large batch of critical materials that should have been shipped to 'Asia' are now stuck in the middle of the ocean.
It's estimated that 'Asia' will soon face an unprecedented material crisis."
Upon hearing the news, Smarck's face broke into his signature, slightly sinister smile.
Jack Bezos, the founder of Amazon.
Smarck's loathing for that man ran deep.
He wished he could hang that bald, gleaming man on a rocket and launch him into space as fuel!
His feud with Bezos was already a well-known "legend" in the tech world.
Years ago, after visiting Smarck's SpaceT company, Bezos turned around and copied his idea, quickly founding Blue Origin.
Smarck was furious and publicly protested, but Bezos pretended not to understand, even mocking him in return.
From that day on, Smarck's daily routine consisted of relentlessly "friendly greetings" to Bezos on social media.
“You think Su Hao from Fanghuan Investment… is he here specifically to avenge me, out of consideration for our friendship?”
Smark stroked his chin, lost in a blissful self-admiration.
“Well… it’s hard to say. But Fanghuan Investment is certainly well aware that you and Mr. Bezos are sworn enemies.
After all, there aren’t many people on Earth who don’t know that,” the assistant replied respectfully.
Moreover, Tesla and Fanghuan Investment are now true partners.
Fanghuan Investment holds substantial shares in both SpaceT and Starlink projects.
However, this partnership hasn’t been entirely pleasant for Smark.
Initially, he was practically coerced by Su Hao into joining Fanghuan.
“But… to help me get revenge this way, tsk tsk.”
Smark felt a smug satisfaction.
Who cares if Su Hao's intentions are genuine? Perhaps he really just wants to take over the lucrative "Aaron" company.
But so what?
As long as that bastard Bezos gets humiliated, nothing else matters!
"Is there anything we can do to help?"
"Unless you personally intervene and acquire shares in 'Aaron,' getting involved in the control battle…
Otherwise, leveraging your social media influence might be a good option?"
The secretary's suggestion made Smarck's eyes light up.
Social media! That's his domain, his most reliable weapon!
Why did he spend so much money buying Twitter?
Just to be able to "criticize" more freely?
In the era where traffic is king, whoever attracts the most attention and sets the tone holds the key to wealth and power.
This is the current answer!
"Although people are always criticizing your tweets, the most important thing is that almost everyone reads your tweets."
That's right, that's the key!
Whether they curse or not is irrelevant.
What matters is how many people watch!
"Hehe, it's time to let that bald guy taste my maxed-out power."
Smark felt his fingers starting to itch; his fighting spirit was burning fiercely.
"By the way, boss. Fanghuan Investment sent a request, hoping to connect their PMC security system to our 'Starlink' network for interoperability/coordination."
“Oh, that.”
Starlink was originally designed to provide network services in areas with poor communication.
After numerous combat tests, its capabilities are beyond doubt.
“Approved! We must support it! That's our major shareholder!”
Smark waved his hand, appearing exceptionally generous.
Besides, this guy is personally helping him humiliate Bezos; how could he not give him face for such a small matter?
“But speaking of which, isn't their PMC project a bit too risky?
It's one thing if others do it, but that's Fang Huan.”
Smark muttered again.
“Even if Fang Huan is powerful, he wouldn't act recklessly, would he?
Especially at sea, international law is much stricter than on land.
If they dare to act recklessly and build some armed warships, it won't just be a fine; it will really cause a huge mess.”
“Hmm… that's true.”
Even so, Smark still felt uneasy.
Because the one stirring up trouble this time is Fanghuan Investment, which never plays by the rules!