Completed the procedures.
Walked out of the airport.
"Tang Qing, this."
A shout ca through.
The voice was sowhat ’disturbing’, making several Europeans nearby who were also there to pick up people unconsciously look over, their glances filled with slight disapproval—it’s a public place, after all, and a VIP channel too.
But the person shouting seed utterly unaware.
Just bellowed out loud.
I didn’t scare any kids, though.
A week ago.
Upon learning that Tang Qing was going to Switzerland, Ge Feng also decided to make a trip to join in the fun. He had been here once before, but the forum’s discussion topics were too ’high-end’ and had almost nothing to do with him, so after joining the fun, he never ca back.
This ti.
He still ca to join in the fun.
And to see Tang Qing.
The man who was soon going to topple Bill Gates.
Although globally there are many hidden tycoons, most of them exist in family forms, not as individuals. For example, the Ge Family, controlling properties over one hundred billion dollars, but it is the family’s, not an individual’s.
Therefore.
The world’s rich list is also of great reference value.
He also recognized Ma Yun instantly; the face was very recognizable. After Ali went public, its market value exceeded forty billion dollars, and now it was heading towards fifty billion dollars, and he had bought quite a lot of them.
In another month.
Microcrystalline Technology will be listed on Nasdaq.
The Ge family’s six hundred million dollar investnt would grow fivefold, even tenfold, thanks to Tang Qing’s backing, which made the Ge family who were accustod to steady investnts take it very seriously, even more so Tang Qing himself.
Unbelievably incredible.
Whatever he does turns into sothing big.
"Big Brother Ge, Sister Ling."
Walking over.
Tang Qing greeted with a smile, standing next to Ge Feng was his wife, Ling Ya, her slightly bulging belly indicating she was soon going to upgrade to be a mother, expected to be around the sa ti as Dou Jiao.
"Haha, changed style again." Ge Feng laughed.
Ever since he knew Tang Qing, he had only ever seen Tang Qing with short hair, totally not looking like a ’successful person’, hence, changing style ant Tang Qing had grood his beard differently.
"More mature now," Ling Ya said with a smile.
Ge Feng nodded.
"Mm-hm."
Tang Qing rolled his eyes.
You guys are so boring.
First thing upon eting.
Discussing my handso beard.
After introducing Ma Yun and Zeng Rou, they walked out of the airport, and suddenly, the cold winter wind hit them in the face, the temperature outside was already below zero, Lin Jiaxue and others had put on their winter attire.
As for Tang Qing.
A shirt plus a jacket, with the zip still open.
"Young lad, full of vigor," Ge Feng chuckled to himself internally, not advising Tang Qing to put on more clothes. Tang Qing was no kid. He knew how to take care of himself; if he wore this, it surely wasn’t a problem.
"Tang Qing, I always feel like you travel with a Logistics Departnt." Looking at the cars picking up Tang Qing, Ge Feng comnted speechlessly. It was just like that ti in Japan, four identical rcedes-Benz were parked outside.
Looking at the details.
Undoubtedly they are armored vehicles.
In the middle.
Are two ’March’ vehicles.
About this.
Tang Qing just smiled.
Ge Feng indeed guessed right.
For his travels, just the Fighters who ca in advance were dozens, and these vehicles were from Zhongyu Special Guard. In Zurich, this city with the most tycoons in Europe, the security business was quite lucrative.
Beyond personal security.
Renting various types of special vehicles was also within their business scope. After ’March’ went public, at the end of the next month, Tang Qing had Zhongyu Special Guard take a five hundred million RMB bank loan, buying thirty vehicles of low, mid, and high range.
Conducting rental business in so major cities globally.
Imposing looks.
Powerful engines.
Strong defense.
Attracted a large number of people to rent the vehicles.
Especially Zurich.
There are many tycoons who like to try new things, and a daily rent of nearly 30,000 RMB can’t stop their enthusiasm. Many people, after driving or riding in such vehicles, can’t help but buy one to take ho.
These two vehicles seem to have rental license plates.
But they were both sent over from the security main depot last night; the Command Room would never let Tang Qing ride in a car rented to others.
"Safety first when you are out," he said.
"Indeed."
Ge Feng said enviously.
After boarding the vehicle.
The convoy headed out of the city. This area, known as a famous tourist destination in Europe, has many tycoons, so there are lots of villas for rent outside the city. Tang Qing had reserved one before arriving.
Saying he reserved it.
Isn’t quite accurate.
Because this villa is owned by Fighters.
The Fighters own over a hundred properties in Switzerland, and this is just one of them. Moreover, calling it a villa isn’t quite accurate - it’s a European manor, originally belonging to a British earl.
Unfortunately.
Misfortune fell upon his family.
After his son inherited the property, he imdiately sold it for money and bought a yacht to travel around the world. Most absurdly, last month, he encountered a storm and, just like Maruyama Takeshi before him, got stranded on a solitary island.
A week ago.
Tang Qing accidentally learned about this news.
He felt a surge of compassion.
Had soone rescue him; now, he’s in France recovering from psychological trauma. A month living wildly and the death of four fellow sailors made it difficult for the pampered man to recover.
...
After more than thirty minutes.
Ge Feng: "..."
Ma Yun: "..."
Zeng Rou: "..."
Looking at the manor.
They were all stunned for a mont.
Is it necessary to be so luxurious? You are staying just for two days, and you’ve booked an entire manor? And, what’s with those black-clad bodyguards inside and outside the manor? You didn’t really bring a platoon of bodyguards with you, did you?
"How much does one night cost here?"
Zeng Rou clicked her tongue.
"I don’t know, who cares," Tang Qing said casually, stepping inside. He had teleported to this place before, and he chose it after finding it good.
Big.
Clean.
The earl lived in the United Kingdom the whole ti, having others rent out this place. He set high prices, so few people rented, and it remained vacant. For Tang Qing’s visit, the Fighters even renovated it once more.
Ge Feng sighed.
Indeed.
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Who is Tang Qing after all?
His assets surpass those of Bill Gates.
Just a manor.
It’s not that he’s being ostentatious.
Ordinary people see billionaires driving rcedes-Benz and BMWs and accuse them of showing off wealth, but those might be the cheapest cars in their household. For Tang Qing now, a manor is just a sowhat larger house.
It’s not showing off.
He’s wealthy.
Is wanting to live in a spacious place wrong?
Should he cram himself into a presidential suite? Ge Feng quickly accepted it, excitedly saying, "Let’s go, let’s have a good look around. I heard these kinds of ancient castles all have so secret underground chambers, let’s hunt for treasures..."
After speaking.
Ge Feng, holding Ling Ya’s hand, walked in.
"Wow, so many art pieces."
"Really beautiful."
"I love this big fireplace."
"..."
Because it was so large.
It took them more than an hour to tour the entire castle. With too many rooms and decorations akin to a palace, they expected to see a dark and secretive chamber, but it turned out that the original owner had converted it into a wine cellar.
No one drank.
Because they were all types of Red Wine which, even though aged, had really beco ’collectibles’ after the ergence of Fruit wine, ant only for collection, not consumption.
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