Tang Qing finished speaking.
Both of them looked at him intently.
"I heard it from a friend," Tang Qing explained with a smile.
Chai Ren was pleased.
"Listen to this, I’ve been saying, if it keeps going like this, I feel that casinos in that region will have to shut down a great deal, and it’s not just in Macau. I’ve heard that many casinos haven’t made much money in the past two years."
Mu Jian pondered deeply.
"Now that you ntion it, I seem to recall a friend who owns a casino saying sothing similar recently. They’re barely breaking even. It’s really strange, and the impact seems to be so extensive. Could this be so new thod of tax evasion?"
"Possibly."
"These people have so really devious minds."
As for gambling.
Chai Ren was also very critical.
This thing.
It has ruined so many families, leading people to a downfall, changing villas to single rooms and cars to motorcycles. It has played an ignominious role. He thought it would be good if they all went bankrupt, but that, he realized, is impossible.
There are those few industries.
That might exist from the ergence to the end of human civilization.
Gambling is one of them.
It is decided by human nature, regardless of how advanced social developnt is. Therefore, Tang Qing never considered eradicating this industry and was unable to do so. He thought of it as a cash machine.
Apart from the casinos.
The global gambling industry also faced similar situations this year.
For example, the fighters who were sent to Europe, now, have contributed more than seven billion US dollars to the Pixiu Plan, all earned from boxing matches.
And they continue to reap profits.
Alongside the efforts of those fighters who joined the teams.
Tang Qing thus lifted the restrictions on the competitive gambling aspect of the Pixiu Plan because, through a series of maneuvers, the fighters now controlled three of the top ten global competitive gambling companies.
Out of the top one hundred.
The fighters controlled twenty-seven.
And this number was still growing. As they kept predicting the outcos of competitions, more and more companies were shuffled out, becoming a part of history. Thus, Tang Qing felt he really hit the big ti.
At the sa ti.
He also felt that it was too easy to make money in this industry.
This kind of money, teetering on the edge of morality.
Tang Qing always held it with awe. After a series of laundering, seventy percent of the money served as the developnt funds for the fighters, and the rest was used for public welfare projects.
Not just in the gambling sector.
In order to protect these industries.
The fighters inevitably had to be involved in both the legitimate and illegitimate sides of the local context.
Every ti Tang Qing saw the reports on the extent of the fighters’ influence.
He always felt he was on the verge of becoming the world’s greatest villain, but once on this path, he could only stay the course. Fortunately, his heart was pure.
"Tang Qing, how about visiting my farm for a few days after the wedding?" Mu Jian invited.
"That’s fine," Tang Qing nodded.
Having co all this way.
He wasn’t in a rush to go back imdiately.
Chai Ren also beca enthusiastic, "Let’s go hunting, it’s been a long ti since I’ve played with guns."
"Alright."
"..."
...
The next day.
Morning.
Guests in formal attire arrived at the wedding venue, which was a large cathedral specially used for the Ge Family’s celebrations, adopting a Western-style wedding.
To balance the East-West culture.
And considering the guests’ acceptance.
The Ge family typically had both public and private wedding ceremonies, with the Chinese-style wedding, involving only the imdiate families from both sides, held three days after the Western-style one, preserving traditional practices.
"You seem very familiar with this place; how many tis have you been here?" Chai Ren asked Mu Jian curiously.
"Seven tis," Mu Jian said.
"That many?"
"The Ge family and mine go way back. Nearly every major family event, we send soone to attend—I’ve been here seven tis myself," Mu Jian said nonchalantly.
In such great families, there’s nearly always a wedding each year.
"So that’s how it is."
The wedding lacked anything spectacular or surprising.
It was quite conventional, and one might even say a bit stiff, unlike the lively scenes in Arican TV weddings. But it was understandable considering the abundance of older relatives in the Ge Family, which made it hard to liven things up.
In the evening,
the banquet began.
Ge Feng, with his new bride, weaved through the crowd with ease, deftly making their rounds, while Ling Ya, with her background as a lady of high society, had the experience to handle such situations. Mu Jian’s wife, Liu Zhi, accompanied Lin Jiaxue through groups of won.
Liu Zhi seed capable of striking up a conversation with anyone.
Lin Jiaxue was quite envious.
Of that ability.
Which she lacked.
While Liu Zhi discussed fashion and jewelry with various high society won, she... seed as if she had never bothered with such concerns. When it ca to clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, it seed she never used anything that was available for purchase.
Which skincare products are effective?
She truly didn’t know.
How do won maintain their beauty?
She felt she had never considered this issue.
It was so frustrating.
Liu Zhi originally brought Lin Jiaxue along to give her a sense of what the won in their circle talked about, but soon realized Lin Jiaxue really seed to lack any knowledge in those areas, and with that thought, could only offer a wry smile.
Lin Jiaxue.
Under Tang Qing’s wing.
Lived like a princess.
She enjoyed luxuries that even the wealthy typically don’t have access to. Asking her which costics work best or which beauty salon has superior techniques was clearly challenging for Lin Jiaxue.
She couldn’t cause trouble.
After a while.
Liu Zhi returned with Lin Jiaxue to Tang Qing’s group.
Mu Jian asked with surprise, "Why did you co back so soon?"
"..."
Liu Zhi explained why.
Hearing her explanation, Mu Jian and Chai Ren burst into laughter. It seed funny indeed that she didn’t deal with those ’mundane’ things; expecting her to talk about them would lead to awkward conversations. Seeing them laugh made Lin Jiaxue bow her head.
At that mont.
A pair of strong hands circled her waist.
Tang Qing said tenderly, "It’s okay, there’s nothing much to talk about with them, so don’t force it. As long as you can talk to , that’s enough."
"Mhm."
"Liu Zhi, at this rate, your Lin Jiaxue will soon be out of touch with worldly matters," Liu Zhi teased.
"It’s okay, worldly matters aren’t necessarily that appetizing."
"..."
Watching Tang Qing.
Liu Zhi was full of admiration.
After that.
Lin Jiaxue didn’t continue to join Liu Zhi and her sisters for chit-chat but stayed by Tang Qing’s side, listening to them discuss company matters. Tang Qing wasn’t insistent; he didn’t need his woman to help him maintain relationships.
He, Tang Qing,
was more than capable of holding up his own sky,
allowing his woman to live as she wished.
"Thank you, Tang Qing, Young Master Chai, Old Mu..."
After toasting everyone,
Ge Feng and his wife approached Tang Qing. They were separate from the elders, who had already been greeted in their circle, and as a couple, they were there to entertain their peers.
"What’s there to thank for? The real deal is to hurry up and have a child. If it’s a boy, perhaps he could beco in-laws with Chai Ren, hahaha," Mu Jian joked. Hearing this, Chai Ren imdiately showed a reluctant expression.
"No way, to be my son-in-law, you’d have to be able to beat ."
"Pfft~~"
"What kind of requirent is that?"
"You’re just asking for a beating."
"I don’t care. If he can’t protect my daughter, how could that be okay?"
It was just a joke.
No one brought up any child betrothals. In such families, even child betrothals require careful consideration by the family before deciding. The freedom to marry, as always, wasn’t part of the dictionary for these kinds of families.
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