Malaysia.
Manor.
"Is this my son?"
After watching the video, Luo Xi was stunned, with a bruised and swollen face, looking filthy, in a pitiful state. What has Vika experienced since leaving the hospital to end up like this?
"Bang!"
The computer in front of him... has crashed!
"Find out!"
He yelled.
"Yes."
Very soon.
The ssage ca.
"Sir, in Indonesia, a newly registered email, from an Internet cafe in a remote town." The Suto Clan has many professionals, finding the source of the video was not difficult.
After listening.
Luo Xi thought to himself: As expected, it’s not in Malay.
Luckily.
Vika is still alive, didn’t sink with the fishing boat, which is good news. The Suto Clan has influence not only in Malay but also in Indonesia, so they ordered soone to go to that town directly.
Suddenly.
The phone rang again.
"Who is it?"
Luo Xi asked impatiently.
"Is the money ready?"
"It’s you."
Luo Xi gritted his teeth, how could he not rember this voice, "You all went too far doing that to my son. I’ve agreed to prepare the money, but what you’re doing isn’t quite appropriate."
"Huh?"
The other side expressed confusion.
A mont later.
"This ti the exchange location has changed, in Indonesia, prepare fifty million, in the way I said..."
Listening.
Luo Xi got puzzled, suddenly realizing sothing, he was bewildered by his own speculation, what’s going on? Two sets of robbers? Or was this one in front a fake from the start.
"Hey."
"Are you there?"
"Yes."
Luo Xi gritted his teeth.
Humiliation.
Total humiliation, previously being fooled around by this wave of robbers, while the real robbers sent Vika out of Malaysia, as for the sunken ship, it might be a façade, who knows.
"Fifty million."
"I’ll pay."
Luo Xi didn’t expose them.
This person.
Must be found---and made to pay.
"Straightforward."
Then.
The other party reported a place and the thod of paynt.
"Okay."
"No problem."
"Alright."
"I just need my son to be safe." Luo Xi thought resentfully, hands trembling with anger. Being fooled after all this effort, these people must pay a price later.
"Naturally."
*Beep*
The other end ended the communication.
"Phew~"
Exhaling a long breath, Luo Xi sat back on the sofa, his expression becoming more and more complex. Those damned robbers, those damned swindlers, it’s utterly insulting, ssing with the Suto Clan.
Now.
All major families in Malay are watching, always thinking the Suto family staged the whole thing, whether they truly believe it or just want to see a joke, it’s hard to say. Anyway, got to rescue him quickly.
Besides.
The scapegoat must be found quickly too.
So annoying.
Thinking about so many things, Luo Xi felt a slight headache.
...
Shanghai Stock Market.
Villa.
After breakfast, Tang Qing was basking in the yard. In March, the temperature was just right. Being Saturday, Lin Jiaxue wasn’t working either. The News Departnt Manager knew Lin Jiaxue’s identity, so he dared not make arrangents.
"Beep!"
The sound of a car horn rang out.
Then.
A red Xinyue drove in, gasoline version, went public at the beginning of the year, selling almost crazily. Low failure rate, high driving experience, high appearance value, dium price, nearly all new cars had to be ordered.
In the second half of this year.
The second generation Xinyue will be going public.
For this.
The outside world is highly anticipating it. It made quite an impression at the car show. Though, it will still be an electric version, with the gasoline version’s license sold to that car company from the Myanmar system, launching six months after the electric version.
The only problem.
Is plagiarism.
At present.
The plagiarized models of Xinyue have already exceeded three, mainly from so dostic manufacturers, by slightly modifying so aspects, they won’t be committing a cri, leaving Tang Qing helpless, being so disappointing.
Copy.
Copy.
Copy.
Can you show so initiative?
Moreover.
Copying is one thing, but copying poorly is another, and that’s what bothers Tang Qing the most. Not afraid of copying, just afraid of ruining his design, fair on the outside, foul on the inside, very frustrating indeed.
"Hi!"
The door opened.
A familiar figure stepped out of the car.
Alright.
It’s Zeng Rou. Her family arranged an internship in Shanghai, bought her a house, provided this car, and she goes to work and back every day, living leisurely, often coming over for als.
Under the pretext of---accompanying Lin Jiaxue.
"Did your significant other leave?" Tang Qing asked with a smile.
That significant other.
Is naturally Zeng Rou’s boyfriend, after four years, he graduated from a military school, and has been assigned to serve in the Southern Fleet. Perhaps, in a few years, he might serve on Huaxia’s first aircraft carrier. Recently, he ca to Shanghai.
These days.
The couple was all lovey-dovey.
They even ca to the villa for dinner. He seems nice, has ambitions, and with his abilities and support from his family, chances are good for him to receive a general’s star soday.
"He left yesterday afternoon." Zeng Rou said helplessly.
Busy.
Even getting leave this ti wasn’t easy.
"I’m going in first."
Saying that.
Zeng Rou entered the villa, going to chat with Lin Jiaxue about their secrets. Tang Qing continued to gaze at the sky, his mind wandering, receiving a large amount of information daily, even after filtering, it was still quite a lot.
Good news.
Bad news.
Happy events.
Tragic affairs.
Conspiracies.
Glories.
Sacrifices.
Accidents.
...
He can see the strategies at the top level of the world, as well as the deepest darkness in chaotic places. The more he knows, the more power he has, the more Tang Qing feels that his abilities are limited.
Fortunately.
He doesn’t have a savior complex. And because of this, regarding Vika’s mishap, Tang Qing didn’t feel burdened at all, at least he’s still alive. Many have already lost their breath.
Compared to the world’s deepest evils.
Vika.
Is rely a setback.
While sunbathing.
Suddenly.
An information flashed before his eyes.
"Hmm?"
"A hundred thousand."
"Not bad."
Tang Qing smiled, it was about the first day sales of the second generation of Epoch machines in North Arica. Dostically, the second generation of Epoch machines has been selling for so ti, but they’ve encountered barriers in foreign communication product markets.
Regarding this.
The dostic side was jubilant.
Because getting to use it before abroad, in the fierce competition of smartphones accumulating today, as the first milestone significant smartphone, Epoch’s loyal fans are still nurous.
Spread across the globe.
First place.
Once this na is secured, a great advantage is gained, as long as the following products keep their quality, making money is certain. Compared to the first generation Epoch, the second generation is naturally improved.
Appearance.
Performance.
Functionality.
The looks are impeccable.
The performance is strong.
A Qualcomm chip, ARM architecture, ERV’s Sirius System, although it seems foreign, it doesn’t matter, others might think it’s assembled, but strictly speaking, it’s all self-produced.
The functionality update is considerable too.
Added fingerprint unlocking, which has been unanimously loved by users. Precisely because of this, entering European and Arican markets beca harder due to citizen fingerprint information issues.
Also took so effort.
To solve it.
Currently.
The total global sales of the second generation of Epoch machines have exceeded seven million units, with the growth rate being much stronger than the first generation. As for the price, it’s quite expensive, around six thousand, with profits remaining high as always.
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