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Chapter 1429: Chapter 1275: Target Achieved (Please Subscribe!)
October 20th.
Saturday.
During the time when South Korea was bustling with the incident involving Kim Siwoo.
Shanghai.
Tang Qing’s home welcomed three guests.
Yunxin.
The family returned from Burma. After more than a month of treatment, her father’s hand finally healed. Injuries involving bones and tendons take a hundred days to heal. Such old injuries take a long time to recover.
Right away.
Upon returning.
They hurried to pay a visit to express their gratitude.
Initially.
Following the advice.
They went to Burma for treatment.
Once the three of them arrived, they experienced what Tang Qing meant by "I’ve arranged everything." From entry into the country to accommodation, treatment, rehabilitation, and daily life, everything was perfectly organized.
No need to wait two years for an online appointment.
No need to rush to the emergency rescue center. 𝖓𝔬𝖛𝔭𝔲𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
Gradually.
They actually started to like it there; the weather was pleasant, transportation convenient, the culture tolerable, and most shockingly, the security was astonishing — there was no chaos, only order, not even a thief on the streets.
Upon asking.
They immediately understood why.
This management system.
Thieves?
Ha.
Not even hooligans could be found on the streets.
Who dares to make trouble can only go one place — the mining areas. This system amazed them, yet it was so effective that probably, it could only be implemented here globally.
Other places.
Probably not possible.
"Boss Tang, I know you lack nothing here, and that many things aren’t available outside, but we couldn’t come empty-handed. This is just a small token to express our gratitude."
Yunhai sincerely presented a brocade box.
To be honest.
Giving gifts to a tycoon.
Is indeed a bit embarrassing; no matter how expensive, it seems ordinary to the recipient. Therefore, this time, he directly obtained what was claimed to be an empowered ancient jade from an old friend.
At least.
It’s not so common.
And it holds some meaning.
"Uncle Yun, you’re too polite; it was just a helping hand."
Tang Qing received it, putting it to one side. A sweep with his nerve telekinesis, and he knew what was inside. The jade, not very valuable, but Tang Qing wouldn’t disdain it — it’s the thought that counts, more than the gift itself.
"Boss Tang, you saved our family," Yunhai remarked emotionally. Farming, pedaling a tricycle, selling vegetables — it wasn’t about the modesty of the job, but rather, he couldn’t swallow the insult.
Back then.
He was tricked.
His hand became useless.
And he couldn’t even take revenge.
That frustration was the true thorn in his side. Now that his hand was as stable as before, he believed he would be even more skillful than before, and key to this was the young man before him.
"What are your plans for the future?" Tang Qing asked.
"My old profession, painting. I believe I can return to my previous level after recovering for a month or two. Here, I have an unconventional request. I would like to ask for your permission," Yunhai said.
"Oh? Let’s hear it."
Tang Qing sipped his tea.
Took a deep breath.
Yunhai explained:
"It’s like this, Boss Tang. As you know, your paintings have indeed created a new school of traditional Chinese painting. Your talent and skill level in this area can be said to have reached the pinnacle."
"However, you have never sold your paintings; you’ve only gifted them to friends. Although I lack your talent, Boss Tang, I hope you will allow me to use your painting style."
"Of course, I’m not asking you to teach me anything. I know I don’t qualify and you don’t have the time. But as a painter myself, by observing, I can figure out some techniques on my own."
"I hope you can agree."
The painting Tang initially gifted.
He looked at it every day.
Whenever he had the time, he would study it, and the more he looked, the more essence he felt. This superb and unique technique, after observing it for some time, he began to grasp and learn.
Knowing he could only admire.
So he learned.
This speech.
Actually caught Tang Qing off guard.
Felt a bit strange.
Himself.
Became a master of a faction?
Seems like.
It really is the case, not to brag, but at least in painting and wood carving, he has never met his match, not even those historic masterpieces, Tang Qing doesn’t think they are better than him.
Can only say.
In that era.
Those people had good skills, but the younger generations, not so much.
"Uncle Yun, I have no objections. If people think my painting skills are good, I’m of course happy," Tang Qing said with a smile. No big deal, as long as Yunhai doesn’t act under my name.
"Thank you, thank you," Yunhai said happily.
Today.
The second purpose of coming here.
Has been achieved, he never planned to leverage Tang Qing’s fame, just liked this technique, otherwise, it would be disgraceful to use Tang Qing’s reputation, and then he couldn’t face people in the future.
...
After Yunxin’s family left.
"Rich tycoon Tang, when you are ready to accept disciples, sign me up," Zeng Rou came up giggling, under the pretext of accompanying Lin Jiaxue, she followed her here yesterday.
Sometimes.
When you mooch meals too often.
Your skin gets thicker, she never thought, for the sake of food, she would be ’shameless’ to this extent, but thinking about the allure of delicious food, that discomfort, directly vanished without a trace.
Outsiders.
Only know that Tang Qing is the wealthiest person in Huaxia.
Few people know.
How strong Tang Qing’s other abilities are, just with his learning ability and talent, even if everything starts from scratch, leaving Tang Qing one billion RMB, he probably could sit on the throne of the wealthiest person again within ten years.
However.
This is just a hypothesis.
People.
Are already the wealthiest, it’s impossible to start over, nobody can make Tang Qing start from scratch, this lifetime, Tang Qing is destined to be wealthy, with a net worth approaching four hundred billion, it’s terrifying to even think about.
Next year.
Who knows how much it will increase!
If.
You could become Tang Qing’s disciple.
Even if it’s just in painting.
It would be a tempting prospect akin to a Group CEO.
"No need."
Tang Qing shook his head.
"Why?" Zeng Rou asked.
"You don’t like it."
Tang Qing smiled.
Even if he took disciples, Tang Qing wouldn’t accept outsiders, besides, he had no plans to, he’s not a professional, but a businessman, a... very bad businessman.
"Feelings can be cultivated slowly."
As she said this.
Zeng Rou still made a coy act, Tang Qing who knew her well, just gave her a big eye roll, then, said to Lin Jiaxue next to him: "Jiaxue, quickly call the monk to take away this demoness."
Lin Jiaxue pursed her lips and laughed.
"Hehe, Sister Rou, let’s go, let’s do some yoga."
Upon hearing this.
Zeng Rou.
Suddenly.
Looked strangely at Lin Jiaxue and Tang Qing, yoga, it wasn’t Lin Jiaxue’s learning project before, it was usually musical instruments and sketch, studying yoga recently, although not very useful.
But.
It involves a lot of knowledge.
Thinking of this.
Zeng Rou looked at the two with even stranger eyes, this strange look, Tang Qing saw and chuckled internally, true, the flexibility of yoga is well known, an effective ’exercise’ method.
...
October 25th.
Afternoon.
Tang Qing arrived at Qingyuan Technology.
"Director, as of 5 o’clock this morning, the global sales of ’Epoch’ have exceeded twenty million units, perfectly meeting the company’s set sales target, and even two and a half months ahead of schedule."
