Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1664 - 1496: Allies Too Strong (Subscribe!)



Chapter 1664: Chapter 1496: Allies Too Strong (Subscribe!)

May 3.

Manor.

"Feels like your whole family is preparing for an exam." By the lake, Zhong Liang held a fishing rod with a bitter smile. He thought that the Tang family’s super tycoon would have a vibrant and colorful May Day holiday.

But seeing this.

It completely challenged his worldview.

Tang Kai was doing practice questions.

The four girls were studying in the study, which made him really ashamed!

"Sort of."

Tang Qing said with a slight smile.

My second uncle and father are competing in exams. Qin Shiqi is about to take the National College Entrance Examination. Letting her relax for a couple of days was already an act of grace by my aunt. As for Qin Shiyu and Tang Nian’er, they’re also in their third year of high school, and it’s going to be a heavy study task.

And as for me?

In order to get multiple degrees, I’ll be taking exams for almost a month in June.

End of the year, there’s still the postgraduate entrance exam.

Gosh.

No one is idle, except for those older women in the family. Sometimes Tang Qing asks himself, is it worth working so hard? The answer is always the same: It’s worth it! To become a better self.

"Do you have postgraduate exam books here?" Zhong Liang asked.

"I do."

"I need to do practice questions."

"..."

Soon after.

The fighter satisfied Zhong Liang’s request.

And so.

An interesting scene appeared by the lake: one person fishing, the other doing practice questions.

"Boom!"

Before long.

After the rolling thunder, rain started to fall, cooling down the hot Qingyan City, the surface of the lake became blurry. Tang Qing put away his rod and quietly watched Qingyan Mountain in the distance.

...

Afternoon.

After lunch.

"Is this your study?" Zhong Liang exclaimed.

Damn.

How is this a study.

This darn place is a book library. Like the study in Shanghai, it’s filled with books everywhere. The difference is this place is ten times bigger, with the ceiling height nearly three stories high, bookshelves reaching the roof.

"Yeah."

Tang Qing sat down in front of the big desk.

"These books are so strange."

Zhong Liang picked up one, without a manufacturer, let alone a publisher — is Tang Qing collecting three-noes books?

Shouldn’t be.

"There’s nothing strange, many books here I’ve asked people to reauthor, leaving only the most valuable parts. Otherwise, given the rate at which market books update, this place couldn’t hold them."

"Reauthor?"

"Right."

Tang Qing didn’t even lift his head.

Continued drawing.

He’s just multitasking — even chatting with Zhong Liang didn’t affect him doing other things. With the explosion of knowledge, flies and mosquitoes appeared together, he really doesn’t want to waste time looking at repetitive knowledge.

For example, social science "Principles of Economics."

Oh my.

Hundreds of categories on the market.

Content is quite similar.

Therefore.

He asked the warriors to reauthor and distill them into one or two books unless a certain book contains special thoughts, which would be specially noted on one or several pages at the end of the book.

This way.

Books with thoughts and content would have an index here at Tang Qing’s place.

Those excessively commercialized, par for the course, old chatter, can only be discarded as useless. Of course, it cannot be said that those things are really useless, it’s just that they’re not suitable for the current stage of Tang Qing. noveldrama

For example.

Some tedious knowledge has been turned into illustrations, easy for the general public to absorb, but for Tang Qing, it’s obviously not suitable. Other natural science books are the same.

Knowledge is merged.

Can effectively save time.

"So difficult to understand."

Zhong Liang randomly flipped through two pages and felt his IQ couldn’t take it anymore. The writing in the book was too rigorous, even can be said as obscure. If not for a bit of foundation, he couldn’t even read half a page.

Haha.

Tang Qing slightly shook his head.

What he reads are books that have been distilled again based on his current knowledge system, unless you’re at the same level of a study genius, you simply can’t read most of the books here.

"Do your practice questions."

"Oh."

Zhong Liang got a small stool.

Continued doing practice questions.

...

At this moment.

Hangzhou Airport.

A white Gulfstream business jet landed.

"Click."

A photo quickly spread out, then, the news of "Ma Yun Delightfully Acquires a Private Jet" circulated online, within less than half an hour, major portal sites followed the refresh and update.

"Nice jet."

"Nonsense, it costs billions of RMB!"

"Second one domestically, right?"

"This is a new model, the owner of the first one in the mainland is our Trillionaire Tang."

"So luxurious."

"It would be better to donate to build schools in mountainous areas."

"Don’t moralize people irresponsibly, see how much they spend on charity, building schools, supporting disabled persons, you can check it online, buying something a bit expensive has to be tied to donations, really can’t stand it."

"They’re wealthy, clean and clear, how to spend is their freedom."

"How much is the yearly maintenance fee?"

"From what I know, the owner of this Gulfstream business jet is Ma Yun himself, then leased it back to Ali, so all usage fees are borne by Ali, he only needs to pay for buying it."

"Damn, still have this trick?"

"No problem."

"Legally, it is indeed allowed, people travel, also for work, Ali pays, normal."

"Smart."

"..."

In an instant.

Amidst news of expressway, railway, and airport passenger flow being full.

Became a fresh stream.

Ma Yun: "..."

Are you all not celebrating May Day? I’m just buying a means of transportation, can you just ignore me? As for comparing it with Tang Qing’s airplane, he suddenly feels: he bought a fake jet.

Exactly.

This is his most direct feeling.

Interior.

Although good.

But in terms of refinement, it can’t compare to Tang Qing’s Gulfstream G550. He didn’t choose the worst interior package, really wondering if Tang Qing’s plane got its interior done through the back door.

Secondly, is the ride experience.

Again makes him doubt if Gulfstream Company tricked him for his money.

Engine noise.

Bumps.

Functionality.

All are worse compared to Tang Qing’s airplane that he has sat in a few times.

Logically.

The configuration of this type of airplane shouldn’t have such differences, truly weird, all the way back he kept comparing, the happy mood of acquiring a plane was gone when it touched down.

Well.

Compromise and sit.

But unexpectedly.

After landing, netizens even poked fun at him. Of course, he knows it’s friendly, merely teasing, as for tycoons buying airplanes, even if talking about it, Tang Qing is indeed the primary target.

Trillionaire Tang.

His assets are ten times the second place.

Thinking of this.

Ma Yun couldn’t help but click his tongue.

A few years ago.

Who could have thought, in a small prefecture-level city in Huaxia’s central region, there would emerge a business prodigy who, a few years later, shocked the world, reaching the pinnacle of Huaxia’s wealth at a speed incomprehensible to normal people.

And then riding alone.

Charged to second place globally.

Frightening.

This is the current assessment of Tang Qing in Huaxia’s business community.

Whatever he does, succeeds, which is the most speechless aspect for them, as if a son of destiny, with fortune bestowed. Usually, achieving one thing is enough to be proud, but look at him.

Hardware, software.

Physical, virtual.

Domestic, foreign.

Crossing several industry fields, even went as far as the African Continent.

No shortcomings.

Firmly rooted.

Really can’t think of any economic crisis that could bankrupt Tang Qing, even thinking about it seems impossible. And originally dazzling BAT trio big shots are now overshadowed by Tang Qing’s brilliance.

My ally is just too strong.

Fortunately.

We’re on the same side.


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