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Chapter 1084: Chapter 950: Wages Are Gone As Soon As They Are Issued (Subscribe please!)_2
"This is a lot of trouble for you," Shi Lan hesitated to say.
"What’s the big deal? Protecting the safety of the company’s celebrities is a clause in the contract. When you are abroad, in a foreign country without your own people for protection, it’s not really ideal. There are a lot of paparazzi in Hong Kong, who stop at nothing.
Moreover, your next stop is Singapore, where there was a celebrity kidnapping case last month, and the outcome even involved a ransom. Though it wasn’t a big celebrity, still, you have to be a bit more vigilant and not take it lightly."
"What? That happened?" Shi Lan’s complexion changed.
Zeng Rou immediately chimed in, "I think I’ve heard about it. It’s terrifying."
"Then thank you so much," Shi Lan quickly accepted.
"No problem, my bodyguard company has branches in all countries across Asia, it’s just a small effort." Tang Qing waved his hand, indicating that the reach of Zhongyu Special Guard already extended throughout Southeast Asia.
This was in preparation for his expansion of business.
Sheng Tang Group had now expanded outward, with stores in all Southeast Asian countries and over twenty in the Myanmar Economic Zone, where all branch securities were people from Zhongyu Special Guard.
To protect the business.
And to create employment.
Lastly, to undertake special security tasks like this one.
"Your bodyguard company is this big? How many people do you have?" Shi Lan asked curiously.
"Almost... There are over four thousand registered people," Tang Qing thought for a moment before giving a number.
"That many? I had no idea!" Shi Lan said in surprise.
"Half of them in Africa?" Tang Qing explained.
"Africa?"
Tang Qing nodded.
"I have quite a few friends over there, mainly doing security for mining fields. I also have some mines in my hands, and have sent some people over, plus some other business bodyguards, manpower is still a bit tight, and we are expanding. I expect to exceed five thousand by the end of the year."
"Is the wage in Africa very high?" Wei Yiyi came over and asked.
Tang Qing replied, "Of course, as long as it’s in Africa, with additional subsidies, it starts at at least ten thousand. Those are all retired soldiers. I barely make any profit from security contracts; consider it as increasing employment a bit."
"That sounds dangerous," Shi Lan expressed her concern, though ten thousand was high, it depended on the location.
"Hehe, danger is relative. In Africa, there are both risks and dangers, but I have minimized them. My security companies are quite influential locally, nothing to worry about. If you have any future business, please consider us too, hehe," Tang Qing said.
"No problem, I also want to hire a couple of bodyguards for Yanzi’s dad. Now that I have more money, I’m afraid others might get jealous," Shi Lan stated on the spot.
"Haha, that’s wonderful. I’ll definitely give you a discounted price."
"..."
Listening to the two chatting,
a perceptive person could still discern the implications behind it.
For instance, Zeng Rou.
Tang Qing had under him a bodyguard company with over four thousand retired soldiers, representing more than just a business venture; this implied that he might have connections with the Huaxia military.
Otherwise, such a company would have long been invited for a ’tea talk’.
Tang Qing.
She was finding him increasingly enigmatic.
His influence was indeed unfathomable.
...
The next day.
With blurry eyes,
Wang Yan woke up, saw her mother was still sleeping, and started her morning routine. Knowing Tang Qing disliked girls who wore makeup, she, naturally beautiful, merely washed her face and walked out in slippers.
As expected.
Tang Qing was already in the front yard, pruning the flowers in the flowerbed. In Tang Qing’s words, it was about holistic development; in realistic terms, it was simply being idle and finding something to pass the time.
"Tang Qing, good morning."
"You’re up."
"Yeah."
Tang Qing glanced at Wang Yan, then turned his attention back to the task at hand.
Wang Yan walked over.
She helped Tang Qing collect the trimmed leaves and put them in a nearby bin. Having been desk mates for so long, Wang Yan had grown accustomed to silently watching him focus on his work, which brought her a sense of peace.
"You’re doing what you like now, why don’t I see you very happy?" Tang Qing suddenly asked.
"You noticed that, did you?"
Wang Yan was startled, then smiled.
Tang Qing said, "It feels like when you talked about work last night, your mood was off."
"Hehe, your intuition is more accurate than a woman’s," Wang Yan did not deny.
"Of course."
Sighing deeply, Wang Yan slowly said, "I’ve met quite a few people recently, heard a lot of stories, and I realized I am just an ordinary person, influenced by public opinion.
It has left me a bit confused. After I participate in this public welfare concert, I plan to immerse myself in learning music—only by maintaining my devotion to music can I feel its enchanting charm."
Upon hearing this,
Tang Qing smiled slightly.
People,
after several twists and turns, slowly discover their most persistent pursuits. Wang Yan had already found hers, and now, she was forming a firm faith, transitioning from ideals to dreams.
"I support you. As long as you like it, I will support you. But don’t put too much pressure on yourself; dreams do not need outsiders’ judgments. We do it for ourselves," Tang Qing encouraged.
"Thank you,"
Wang Yan looked at Tang Qing with a complex expression.
Tang Qing’s ’indulgence’ was not expressed through helping her, but through his unconditional support for her dreams. Watching Tang Qing, the love Wang Yan had been forcefully suppressing burst through her defenses instantaneously.
