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Chapter 830: Chapter 722: The Best Timing (Please Subscribe!)
𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Regarding Tang Qing’s rejection.
Zeng Rou pursed her lips and stubbornly said, "Psh, I don’t fancy your bike anyway; walking is safer." Faced with Tang Qing who seemed to have a lot more money than her own father, she really couldn’t boast, ’I can drive, and I’ve driven many cars’ either.
"Roujie, why don’t you come sit?" Lin Jiaxue kindly offered.
She got up, intending to give up her seat.
Seeing this.
Tang Qing immediately pushed Lin Jiaxue back into the rear seat, saying, "No way, this bike only carries you; everyone else... I choose to reject."
"Pfft."
Those words provoked laughter from Ning Jing and Gu Man.
Lin Jiaxue also covered her mouth, snickering.
Leaving only Zeng Rou with a face full of gloom.
Just like that.
Tang Qing rode slowly around the campus with Lin Jiaxue. Although the speed was very slow, which would surely cause anyone else to wobble uncontrollably, for Tang Qing, it was easy to maintain a steady, straight line that defied logic with just a bit of nerve telekinesis.
"Tang Qing, your bike... it’s pretty stable." Zeng Rou had an expression as if she had just seen a ghost; she was one hundred percent sure the bike had two wheels, not three. She couldn’t possibly miscount, could she?
"That’s called technology," Tang Qing said with a smile.
Zeng Rou pouted, "Technology my foot, you’re wasting such a good-looking bike."
"You think it’s good-looking?" Tang Qing perked up.
Zeng Rou took another look at the electric bike and admired, "Your taste isn’t bad, it’s just the owner that’s lacking. Ah, it’s a gem covered in dust with you riding it."
"Roujie, this is designed by Tangtang."
Lin Jiaxue couldn’t resist throwing in a jab.
Zeng Rou was stunned.
"This bike... was designed by Tang Qing?" She asked dumbly, covering her agape mouth, looking back and forth between Tang Qing and the electric bike, as if trying to link the two together. Sure enough, both were quite good-looking.
"Yeah," Lin Jiaxue nodded seriously.
"You have this sort of side job?" Zeng Rou asked in surprise.
Tang Qing explained, "It’s for a relative’s, just lending a hand. Sigh, the main issue is having too much talent; it occasionally overflows." Maybe it was because the exams were over or because it was time to go home.
Feeling a bit excited, Tang Qing thought that everything he said now seemed a bit flirty. Fortunately, he knew that Zeng Rou couldn’t be flirted with, since she also had a fiancé whom she had a very good relationship with.
"Jiaxue... tonight, I want to sleep with you," Zeng Rou said with a huff.
Lin Jiaxue shook her head, "No... you... you like to move around in your sleep." Now, if she couldn’t sleep with Tang Qing every night, she felt she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep at all, so how could she be willing to sleep with Zeng Rou?
Zeng Rou: "..."
The shunned Zeng Rou was furious again, and she started tickling Lin Jiaxue, laughter and chatter filling the air along the way. Everyone suddenly discovered a new amusement—teasing Zeng Rou, who felt that today was not a good day to be out.
They arrived at the university gate.
Tang Qing’s roommates were already waiting there.
They were all dressed rather formally.
Especially Zhong Liang, who even used hair gel.
"Where are your family members? How come it’s just the four of you?" Tang Qing asked, puzzled. He remembered that they all had girlfriends and had even mentioned a week ago that they could bring their partners. How come they all looked like bachelors now?
With a cheeky smile, Zhong Liang said, "Their dormitory is having a gathering too. They wanted me to come, but I figured... the food is better at your place." This comment was sure to be taken as a jab to the heart.
Tang Qing was speechless.
This reason.
How refreshing.
"Well, that’s how you abandon your girlfriend. Next time I see her, I’ll have to complain," Zeng Rou said, spotting another easy target for her vengeful mood. She couldn’t bully Tang Qing, but she could take it out on his roommates.
Tang Qing retorted, "You know her? And you want to complain?"
"I can go meet her," Zeng Rou said, as proudly as a magpie.
"Sigh, Zhong Liang, she’s insane. Stay away from her," Tang Qing sighed with mock pity in his voice.
"..."
Zhong Liang dared not speak, fearing being remembered by Zeng Rou.
Twenty minutes later.
Amidst laughter and chatter.
They reached Tang Qing’s home.
It had undergone significant changes since the beginning.
The sky was still light.
The girls ran inside the house to whisper among themselves, while the boys stayed outside to watch TV and play. A semester had passed, and aside from attending classes and the first evening of the semester, they really hadn’t had any other social interaction.
This university.
Didn’t feel very real.
But Tang Qing didn’t think there was anything wrong with that.
How great it is to sleep with Lin Jiaxue every day, going to the dorm to sleep with a bunch of guys? He must be stupid.
"Tang Qing, can I talk to you about something?" Zhong Liang suddenly asked with an awkward tone.
Tang Qing turned his head, curiously asking, "What’s up?"
"Well, that... your fruit wine, can you spare me a bottle? Chinese New Year is approaching, and I was thinking of gifting a bottle to my grandpa. He loves drinking. If it’s too much trouble, forget it," Zhong Liang said nervously.
He was well aware of the preciousness of the fruit wine. Not to mention himself, even his father hadn’t been able to reserve a case. The phrase "priceless commodity" actually applied to a consumable item – what a curious occurrence.
"That’s no issue. Later, when you go, take... two bottles. Consider it my personal gift to the old man for the new year. Don’t talk to me about money, if you do, I won’t give it," Tang Qing casually agreed.
Zhong Liang hastily expressed his gratitude, "Thank you. If you ever want to buy a car, I’ll have my dad give you the cost price." His words also meant to excuse Tang Qing’s offer just to his own grandfather, not to the other two roommates.
By doing this,
the exchange became a matter of "trading favors" rather than a friend’s gift.
Thus, they would not feel that Tang Qing lacked generosity. And if Tang Qing later gave some to the other two, that would be seen as a favor. Either way, with Zhong Liang’s words, no matter what Tang Qing chose to do, the gift would not upset the other two roommates.
"Haha, you’re really putting me in a dilemma here. Do I buy, or do I not?" Tang Qing laughed heartily.
Speaking of buying cars, Tang Qing himself really had no need. He had plenty of cars, all modified by the Command Room’s scientists who spent a lot of energy doing so, comparable in defense to potassium transport vehicles.
Although he wouldn’t dare to compare them with tanks directly, the vehicle-mounted weapons they were equipped with wouldn’t necessarily be inferior to tanks. Considering the technological value and corresponding price, none of Tang Qing’s cars cost less than fifty million RMB, and that was just the cost.
If he bought a car,
it would be like buying an "official" shell.
However, his company did indeed need to purchase a fair number of service vehicles.
Sky Eye used to keep to itself within Qingyan City, but with its massive acquisition of similar business information companies, and collaboration with scholars from various universities, it established branch offices in all the major cities across the country.
Sheng Tang Group was also expanding, with its storefronts and Design Department growing. It was all about people. Previously, the vehicle requisitions from the Transportation Department had been approved without issue, but the allocation of cars to various branch managers seemed to have been overlooked by Sky Eye.
However, Sky Eye had set a deadline, which was for the company to be established properly, and that meant this year.
And the annual meeting was approaching.
Rewarding cars seems like a good idea.
Considering that,
as long as the price is right, Tang Qing thought it wouldn’t be bad to patronize Zhong Liang’s family business.
"What are the main car models that your family deals with?" Tang Qing inquired.
Zhong Liang, who often visited his father’s car dealership and was expected to help after graduation, knew his family’s situation well and recited it like household treasures, "Our family owns four car dealerships, mainly selling mid-to-low priced car brands under General Motors, like Buick, Chevrolet, and Cadillac. Specifically, Buick has six models, which are..."
Tang Qing kept nodding.
Although he didn’t actually know what these models looked like,
the brands were good.
Zhong Liang felt a bit of pride talking about these.
He was very knowledgeable about these brands and the specific car data. While he used to talk about it with a sense of superiority, facing Tang Qing, the local tyrant who usually saw cars worth at least a million, he felt nothing but nervousness.
"...that’s about it. The business at the store is doing okay, but it just doesn’t compare to Mercedes-Benz and BMW because the promotion for those brands back in the day really stuck in people’s minds. These days, as the country has grown richer, most people prefer to drive cars that are widely recognized.
Otherwise, driving one out without anyone recognizing it doesn’t flaunt anything. Fortunately, not everyone thinks this way. For cost-effectiveness, the models we sell are really quite good."
Zhong Liang’s perspective was ’very insightful’.
When it came to choosing cars, Tang Qing would consider domestic brands for models around a hundred thousand, but for the sake of company image, foreign brands were a must. When his own cars were ready to hit the market next year, he would give them strong support.
It wasn’t that the fighters weren’t competent.
It was just that the civilian car company in China was starting from scratch.
They had bought a piece of wasteland and needed to build it up step by step. Added to the whole car company’s expansion and construction, as well as a substantial investment in the automotive industry technology institute, parts factories, etc., having the first car out by the first half of next year was already fast.
Actually, if they rushed it, they could produce results by the end of this year.
But Tang Qing was not in a hurry.
What was the use of being so eager to make that bit of money?
As of now,
the Command Room’s list of major plans had already surpassed thirty.
Such as the ’African Protection Umbrella Plan,’ ’Mineral Industry Alliance Plan,’ ’Grain Industry Alliance Plan,’ ’Internet Industry Alliance Plan,’ ’Myanmar Bank Group Foundational Industry Enhancement and Development Plan,’ ’Myanmar Kyat Abolition Plan,’ ’Global Surveillance Plan,’ ’Deep Intelligence Network Construction Plan,’ ’Semi-Intelligent Unmanned Weapon Research Plan,’ ’High-Efficiency New Energy Research Plan,’...
These plans were not existing in isolation.
They affected each other, helped each other, and coordinated with each other.
Therefore,
civilian cars,
after calculations,
would have the most advantage going on the market by the middle and latter part of next year.
Because by that time, the Asia Dollar’s territory would certainly not be limited to Myanmar; it would already have regional influence. Additionally, with the development of the black prison in Africa, the African Protection Umbrella Project would make significant progress.
That would be the optimal time for growth. It would also be the moment for the products of the Myanmar Bank Group to catch a ride on the prevailing winds, with everything falling into place naturally. Tang Qing was not in a rush to produce a car just to make money.
