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Chapter 1101: Chapter 961 Congratulations
Villa entrance.
A group of people walked out.
This was the manor owner’s family.
To step outside to greet honored guests is a tradition all over the world.
Miao Yin.
The master of this manor, ancestral home from Huaxia.
But that was all during the Ming Dynasty, after several hundred years, with the diligence and hard work of Chinese people, they took root and sprouted here. Through marital alliances, they also amassed no small inheritance and influence.
Luck was good.
Miao Yin was absorbed as one of the first members of the Chamber of Commerce.
However, due to the issue of ’birth’, there were still barriers. The Miao Family was considered the weakest among the Eight Major Families, even Miao Yin didn’t know why Ling would extend an invitation to their family.
It was just two days ago.
When he found out his eldest son was promoted by Ling to be the mayor of the capital city of the Myanmar Economic Zone, he felt dizzy. That was the current capital of Myanmar, and he heard Ling had faced quite some resistance at the meeting.
In the end, the decision was still approved.
Towards Ling.
Miao Yin was fearful, but more so grateful and also mystified. When these emotions merged together, they turned into respect. He realized this was an opportunity, a chance for the Miao Family’s rise.
And towards other Myanmar Asia Chamber of Commerce members.
The Miao Family had always maintained friendly relations, dared not to disobey Ling’s words, and consequently made quite a bit of money. Compared to scratching a living in the fields before, the money earned this year was equivalent to the family’s income of the previous ten years.
He was over sixty but still robust, personally managing the family business with his second son’s help.
"Boss Tang, Colonel Wangsa, welcome to my humble abode."
Seeing the two getting out of the car, Miao Yin hurriedly went up to greet them with a full smile, speaking in Chinese. He knew Wangsa had been learning Chinese recently. Their communication had problems, but Wangsa understood the meaning of simple phrases.
Tang Kai and Miao Yin shook hands.
"Mr. Miao, I’ve intruded again, but I’ve been looking forward to your family’s meals, haha." In his previous visits, Tang Kai mainly attended other people’s banquets, and Miao Yin hadn’t organized one at home.
"Well, this time you must taste well, and you can’t leave without getting stuffed," Miao Yin was a genuine person.
"Look at what you’re saying. Who encourages others to eat until they’re stuffed? You’re getting senile too, Boss Tang, Colonel Wangsa, please don’t take offense," Miao Yin’s wife quickly came out to correct her husband’s ’mistake’.
Miao Yin introduced her, "This is my better half."
"Mrs. Miao, it’s not a problem, Mr. Miao’s character is truly genuine, haha." Tang Kai waved his hand and laughed. Mrs. Miao was from Myanmar and had learned Chinese from her husband over many years.
Afterwards.
Miao Yin introduced the rest of their large family.
The second son, Miao Jun, the youngest son, Miao Ji, their two daughters, along with their families and kids, nearly twenty people. Tang Kai saw them all and couldn’t help but urge Tang Qing to quickly expand their Tang Family.
It would be best to have a football team... Having Lin Jiaxue give birth to that many would probably be too much to ask.
Watching Tang Kai and Wangsa.
The younger members of the Miao Family were all quiet and still.
They hadn’t taken Miao Yin’s repeated warnings seriously until they heard about guests whose property was at least double their family’s, which made a vivid impression.
Previously, Myanmar was an agricultural country with a GDP of over a hundred billion US dollars, with the wealth to be divided among nearly fifty million people.
The size of the wealth for the wealthy class could not rise much considering it mainly consisted of fixed assets like land. To think that someone could have twice as much in total assets, that’s practically equivalent to Myanmar’s richest person.
It wasn’t yet time for the meal.
Tang Kai and company followed Miao Yin to the backyard.
Apart from the second son who had always helped him with the business, the others went about their own business. Generation gaps existed all over the world.
"Congratulations, Colonel Wangsa," Miao Yin oddly blurted out as soon as they sat down.
Tang Kai looked at Wangsa, puzzled.
Upon hearing this.
Wangsa was momentarily stunned.
Then he understood what Miao Yin was referring to and smiled, "Mr. Miao, what brings you such joy?" Guessing, after all, is just guessing. One shouldn’t assume they’re clever to avoid making a fool of themselves.
"Isn’t Wangsa’s promotion a cause for celebration?" Miao Yin lifted his wine glass with a smile, indicating the not-so-simple characters before him: one, a business tycoon, and the other backed by the powerful military of Thailand.
In Tang Kai’s puzzled gaze.
Wangsa explained.
"The trade at the port is growing increasingly large, and the Thai Government has become the main management force there. My father transferred me to a higher department than my original unit and promoted me to Colonel. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
However, the area around the port is still under my jurisdiction— only now I’ve stepped back from port management. Overall, I’m still an idle man, just busier than before."
Since the investment attraction started in the Myanmar Economic Zone.
Their family had created considerable yields for many of Thailand’s major families, not to mention holding the distribution rights for fruit wine. Top to bottom, the Wangsa family’s network had deepened.
Naturally.
Wangsa’s rapid promotion didn’t stir up any ripples. In fact, he wasn’t much interested in it, but his family believed Wangsa had changed a lot from before.
Whether it was his personality or capabilities, he was now a completely different person.
More than capable of taking on vital responsibilities.
So there was no need to cede that position to someone else.
"Then congratulations are truly in order." Tang Kai also joyfully raised his glass.
As an important ally of his, the higher Wangsa climbed, the happier he was. He had heard that Wangsa’s father might become the second in command of Thailand’s military next year, and his prospects seemed increasingly promising.
"Truth be told, I still prefer making money," Wangsa laughed.
The four clinked their glasses together.
And downed their drinks in one go.
Miao Yin savored the sensation on his taste buds with delight. Previously a baijiu drinker, he hadn’t touched it in ages, and fruit wine’s stomach-protecting functionality had been proven. No matter how much one drank, it wouldn’t harm the body.
It was perfectly fine to drink it like water every day.
As a member of the Myanmar Asia Chamber of Commerce.
Of course, he had more purchasing shares than the average individual, buying directly at the factory price. It was a pity that his house was always bustling with too many people; otherwise, his quotas alone could have accumulated him a truckload.
...
While Tang Kai and Wangsa were visiting a friend.
Shanghai Stock Market.
Fudan University.
Today was the last day of the school opening.
Tang Qing arrived, timing his visit perfectly, for showing up early was pointless. With the weekend ahead and no classes scheduled, his plan was to make an appearance and head back since he was expecting a guest tonight—Ayman was coming over for a meal again.
Elsewhere sunshine may be bright.
But Shanghai was showered with light rain today.
Stepping out of the car.
Tang Qing opened his umbrella.
Lin Jiaxue came out, followed closely by Zeng Rou, her face full of gloom. These days, being constantly subjected to Tang Qing’s and Lin Jiaxue’s public displays of affection, she felt almost sinful in her solitude.
And now.
She didn’t even have someone to hold an umbrella for her.
"Tang Qing, can I borrow your bodyguard to shield me from the rain?"
"No borrowing, I have to hold my own umbrella, and you still want special treatment? No way, right, Jiaxue?" Tang Qing wrapped his arm around Lin Jiaxue, immediately rejecting Zeng Rou’s ’unreasonable request’.
"Mhm."
Lin Jiaxue softly hummed in agreement, giving Zeng Rou a helpless expression.
Whatever Tang Qing decided was always right.
"Hmph, stingy," muttered Zeng Rou.
