In the evening.
Inside Tang Qing’s villa.
Everyone is enjoying a delicious dinner jovially.
"Brother Tang, your chef is absolutely fantastic. Where did you find them? I might hire a few myself. With their skills, it feels like all my chefs have been fumbling around," Huang Qi feasted on the food, entirely unconcerned about his appearance.
He was sowhat doubtful whether the credentials of his forr chef were fabricated.
What else could Tang Qing say but give a small smile, saying, "As long as you like it, eat more."
They had lunch at The Bund, with Huang Qi hosting and stating why he had sought for Tang Qing. Their joint real estate company had received funding from each of their hos. Therefore, Huang Qi wanted to know if Tang Qing would fund as well. Otherwise, his stocks would inevitably be diluted.
Previously, Tang Qing held 30 percent of the company’s stocks. If he didn’t invest now, his ownership might drop to under 10 percent. Therefore, Huang Qi went out of his way to inform Tang Qing.
After a mont of thought, Tang Qing outright rejected the proposal.
He didn’t have much money to waste. The real estate company was a favor to begin with. Now that he had helped, he didn’t intend to intervene anymore. A bit of ownership was enough. Real estate? Was it lucrative?
He had never thought about getting too involved with this real estate company. If it were the one in Beijing, it might be different. It was secure, and he trusted the collaboration.
Understanding Tang Qing’s outlook, Huang Qi expressed his gratitude and explained the situation. With the situation being that there was more manpower than opportunity, other shareholders solved their financial issues. Consequently, their demand for Tang Qing dropped drastically. They were rather glad Tang Qing decided not to invest.
"Brother Tang, thank you for the stock matter. Allow to propose a toast again," Huang Qi raised his glass once more.
"No need to be polite. I am no real estate dealer to begin with. If anyone requires, I am even willing to sell my stocks. Recently, the capital I invest in other businesses has been quite tight," Tang Qing replied with a smile. He had no interest in maintaining a company with less than 10 percent of shares.
Hearing this, Huang Qi hesitated, assuming Tang Qing was venting his displeasure. Regardless, he didn’t say anything more and proposed another toast.
"Brother Tang, thank you again for your help last ti. I will rember it in my heart. I promise to support you if you ever need help," he emptied his glass. Shen Yi thought Huang Qi had co just to drink.
The fruit wine that Tang Qing had brought out was fresh to Huang Qi. The taste was surprisingly good, a blend of intoxicating wine aroma and fruity flavors. If he hadn’t felt tipsy, he would have mistaken it for juice mixed with fruity beer.
Upon hearing Huang Qi’s words,
Shen Yi couldn’t help but smirk. Huang Qi’s partners were truly shortsighted, trying to reduce Tang Qing’s stock share. What nonsense. Tang Qing paid them no attention. As for Tang Qing’s willingness to sell his stocks, Shen Yi understood. Such a small holding ratio really didn’t matter much.
Clearly, Tang Qing no longer wished to involve himself with them, opting instead to withdraw altogether.
In his heart, Tang Qing didn’t bla Huang Qi. After all, behind Huang Qi were countless collaborators, and Huang Qi himself had little control of the situation. The real estate company’s shareholders were intricate, no fewer than ten, so Tang Qing had no interest in getting involved.
The situation in Beijing was much better, with only a few shareholders whom he knew personally. They had clear responsibilities and strong backgrounds. It was a definite profit-making scenario.
After dinner.
Huang Qi departed.
Watching Huang Qi’s car vanish from the entrance, Shen Yi, standing nearby, sneered and said, "Boss Tang, these guys are clearly not principled. Do you want to help?"
Shen Yi’s suggestion was clear: did he need help in handling them? These actions from a small company stirred no greed in Shen Yi. But this didn’t an he didn’t have competent friends. His dad wasn’t for show. If luck permitted or the Chai family assisted, he might be the second in command in Shanghai’s stock market.
A company so insignificant, once Tang Qing withdrew, had no real powerful figures left. Shen Yi was confident they could irritate the company to death even if they couldn’t crush it imdiately.
Tang Qing gently shook his head.
"No need. I have no feud with them. What’s the point really? I could have used that money for so many other things. Investing in real estate doesn’t satisfy much. Moreover, the shareholder background of this company is very chaotic. If I could sell my shares, I’d be quite pleased."
Neither had they encroached on his assets, nor did Tang Qing feel the need to make things difficult for Huang Qi, whose impression Tang Qing admired.
"Boss Tang is so generous." Shen Yi flattered. Indeed, to Tang Qing, the low matters of these henchn held no real significance. Although their combined background was sowhat strong, how could they be stronger than Chai Ren and their ilk?
Having finished.
They returned to the villa.
Although he had been busy all day, Shen Yi’s spirit was unwavering. Accompanied by Li Kai, he swam in the large swimming pool in the backyard. Li Kai had never learned to swim and was flapping around in the doggy-paddle style.
As for Tang Qing, he had no interest in this small ’bathtub.’ He had been swimming and bathing in the vast sea area of the training zone every day. What else could such a swimming pool be but a ’bathtub’?
With a few strokes, he would reach the other side, which was indeed mundane.
If he were accompanied by Lin Jiaxue, that would be interesting--playing, splashing water on each other. But with strangers present, how could Lin Jiaxue, being conservative, join swimming in her swimsuit? Thus, Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue chatted about piano on the second floor.
Shanghai in August was still relatively hot.
In the music room.
Tang Qing sat behind Lin Jiaxue, holding her waist, teaching her to play piano hands-on. If she played the wrong note, she would face Tang Qing’s punishnt. But the punitive action was postponed to bedti.
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