Chai Ren crossed his arms, a look of jealousy, and his eyes shifted.
"Tang Qing."
"Hmm?"
"Do you have so sort of magic?"
"Oh no, you found out."
Tang Qing put on a startled expression of having a secret unveiled.
"Do you really know magic?"
"Yes."
As he said this, Tang Qing sighed deeply, looking at the ceiling, accompanied by a face full of sincerity and a sense of ’relief’ from having the secret uncovered, "I’ve hidden this for twenty years, yet still..."
But he hadn’t even finished speaking.
Before Chai Ren interrupted him.
"Tsk."
Chai Ren dismissed it with a wave of his hand, a slight smile on his lips.
You sure know how to add drama to yourself, "Your acting is sowhat exaggerated!" How could there be magic in this world? As a master’s degree holder, a materialist, he’s exposed to very high levels.
Supernatural powers?
Nonexistent.
If there were.
He would definitely know a bit about it! Over the years, he has seen many so-called weird and bizarre things, either they’re swindlers or rumors spread by ignorant masses. Even if they have abilities, they’re within the human range.
"Is it the eyes or the expression that’s not right?" Tang Qing asked with a smile.
"Both."
"Why don’t you try one?"
"Watch carefully."
"..."
Then, Chai Ren’s funny daughter-rearing acting skills suddenly exploded, Zhan Xi was recording beside him, and probably ten years later, seeing this video, Chai Ren would be ashad enough to crawl under the table.
A while later.
Chai Ren finished his performance, "How was it?"
"Drama king."
"Really?"
"Fake."
"..."
Chai Ren rolled his eyes, I tried really hard, alright!
...
The next day.
Morning.
"It’s snowing!"
Snowflakes drifted in the sky, landing on the ground, lting quickly. In December, Beijing’s temperature had already dropped several degrees below zero. Judging from this, it would be difficult to snow to the extent of building a snowman.
In the courtyard.
Tang Qing raised his hand.
A snowflake landed in his palm, one second, two seconds, ten seconds, showing no signs of lting. Tang Qing chuckled to himself; his abilities are really becoming less and less human-like.
Unaffected by heat or cold!
Luckily.
There’s no big BOSS to fight.
And he.
Is probably this world’s biggest BOSS.
...
In the morning.
At Huaxia Restaurant, the annual eting continued.
Audiences.
Guests.
Tang Qing continuously switched roles, and the organizers were inevitably troubled by his arrangents. It’s already not easy for others to run a business and reach the top in one industry; they have fought desperately.
It’s easy to categorize.
However.
What about Tang Qing?
He’s involved in over a dozen industries, almost all of which are industry giants, so even at the world-class level. In arranging parallel forums, there were too many choices; he could almost have a connection with any forum.
Fortunately.
Tang Qing doesn’t mind the exhaustion.
As long as ti permits, attending several more is no problem. It’s as simple as eating, just having a few more bites is nothing, such an attitude makes the organizers admire the deanor of the richest person.
It’s just different.
"When will the crisis pass?"
"Next year, in the second half."
"Why?"
"Because by the second half of next year, you’ll have already adapted."
"..."
"If you think this is a disaster, then the disaster has arrived. If you think this is an opportunity, then the opportunity is about to take shape. Entrepreneurs must learn to adapt to this environnt in advance."
"..."
"If banks don’t change, we’ll change the banks."
"..."
This statent.
Was not said by Tang Qing but by Ma Yun.
"So bold."
"Arrogant."
"Actually, he has the qualification to say this. Currently, the two largest paynt tools, WeChat and Alipay, have accumulated funds in their accounts exceeding 100 billion, and the things they can do are nurous."
"100 billion?"
"It’s only going to be more, not less."
"Terrifying."
"Enviable."
"They can’t just spend it casually; it’s just being managed, but part of it can be utilized. I suspect they will soon get into the finance sector. Keeping so much money in banks is not very wise."
"Impressive."
"The most impressive one is Tang Qing. This statent is likely said on behalf of Tang Qing. You may not know, but Tang Qing owns a small loan company, and its scale has beco the largest nationwide."
"What?"
"Is there such a company?"
"The largest?"
"Absolutely, it’s been established for over two years."
"Almost three years, serving only small businesses, evaluated by Sky Eye, resurrecting many enterprises, so Tang Qing’s words yesterday had no intention of looking down on small businesses."
"On the contrary, he has always supported small businesses, silently supported them with real actions, not propagating, not claiming credits, not being arrogant, such an entrepreneur truly has a conscience."
"Such a good person."
"Touching."
"Saying it well doesn’t compare to doing it well; Tang Qing is indeed a true practitioner, great compassion."
"Great rit."
"I know, he even saved our company, extrely grateful."
"Great benevolence."
"..."
Soon.
The public opinion shifted again to praise Tang Qing, many people only realized then that the well-known small loan company in the industry belonged to Tang Qing, and it truly helped many small businesses.
Thus.
A large number appeared to speak from experience, and public opinion once again... praised enthusiastically.
All this.
No one found anything unusual because it’s not brainless praise, but reasonable and evidence-based, clear logic. When everyone was accustod to receiving praise, there was a resistance to the contrary.
After the speech.
Ma Yun sighed deeply.
Change banks?
This statent is indeed a bit arrogant, but he believes it can be done because there is a fellow traveler---Tang Qing. As Ali’s major shareholder, he has drawn quite a few visions, consur finance, online lending.
Currently.
All are steadily progressing.
These years.
Ali has almost exclusively dealt with small and micro businesses; he is very clear about the current state of these enterprises, how difficult it is for them to live, he hopes to help within his capabilities.
Mutual benefit and win-win, that is his desire!
...
Afternoon.
The annual eting was nearing its end.
After a two-hour long thematic discussion, the first to step on stage was the governor of Huaxia’s Central Bank, followed by a regular guest at the annual eting, an economist with significant influence in the financial world.
Old Wu.
A revered figure in Huaxia’s economic academic circle.
Nearing eighty.
Still working, he is a highly respected elder. Tang Qing couldn’t help but wonder what he would be doing when he reached eighty? Continue working or... retired for fifty years?
Cough cough.
Doing this.
Would probably get drowned in spit by the masses, turn green with envy.
Thirty years old.
"You’re retiring already, wouldn’t let others live, the greater your ability, the greater your responsibility, wasting your talent like this is a sheer waste, betraying everyone’s trust."
"We would not agree."
Hmm.
Perhaps everyone would persuade like this!
Sigh!
Too outstanding!
After Old Wu was the president of Citibank USA who stepped on stage, this guy only arrived this morning, just as a guest for the closing ceremony. Tang Qing recognizes him, first t in Davos.
Later on.
Microcrystalline Technology’s loans, many were processed through Citibank.
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