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Chapter 831: Chapter 723: Big Business (Subscribe please!)
After hearing Zhong Liang’s introduction,
Tang Qing had already made a decision.
Providing company cars from Zhong Liang’s family business didn’t seem to be a big deal, especially with the discounts. Most of the cars would be used for company purposes, while a few would serve to reward the management.
Like Dou Jiao.
Currently, she only had access to a company car, not exclusively hers.
To this ever-dedicated CEO of Tianyan Group, the Command Room gave high ratings, praising her impartiality in handling affairs, lack of factionalism, absence of favoritism, and most importantly, not once compromising the company’s interests.
She truly deserved extra rewards on top of her annual bonus. Thinking about it, given Dou Jiao’s family background, not quite Tongtian, but close enough, she really wouldn’t stoop to such things.
Logically speaking, everyone in the Tianyan Group above the vice-president level qualified for this reward.
However, Tang Qing’s venture was still in its early stages.
Within which Tang Qing’s capital played a significant role, therefore, only a few people qualified for extra car rewards, like Gao Ming, Liu Kai, and Pu Chaodong, among others.
Others, including the two Presidents of Wanqing Mining and Microcrystal Technology, still needed time to prove their worth. These companies had been established for barely three months, so they weren’t included in this extra reward list.
Even their annual bonuses weren’t much.
Although Tang Qing was generous and had money to burn, he wouldn’t carelessly give away items worth several hundred thousand.
"Not bad, set aside the cost price, just go with the maximum discount possible. I’m just afraid your dad would feel sorry," Tang Qing said with a smile as he looked at Zhong Liang.
Zhong Liang promptly agreed, "Don’t worry, since we’re classmates. If it’s said to be at cost price, it will be at cost price."
"Really, I’m afraid your dad will feel sorry," Tang Qing joked with a laugh.
"What do you mean?"
Zhong Liang also sensed something off.
Tang Qing clearly stated, "Here’s the thing, I have a substantial purchase deal that requires buying some cars. Someone will contact you later, just have your dad give the best discount possible."
Zhong Liang opened his mouth, "This...you..." unsure of what to say, as these bulk purchases often unavoidably involve rebates, he really didn’t know how to bring it up.
Of course, Tang Qing had thought of this too, and waved his hand saying, "Don’t thank me yet, I can’t guarantee that it will go through, and there won’t be any issue of rebates, but if the discount is significant, I guarantee this business will be yours."
Upon hearing this,
Zhong Liang breathed a sigh of relief.
Discussing rebates with a classmate, even he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"How many cars are you looking to buy?" Zhong Liang asked curiously.
Tang Qing thought for a while, calculated the demand, and said, "About thirty cars, though it’s not certain yet, it could exceed forty. The models aren’t fixed either, but they’re definitely above RMB 200,000. I...what’s that expression on your face?"
By the end, Tang Qing couldn’t help but smile at Zhong Liang’s dumbfounded expression. After all, Zhong Liang was a child from a wealthy family worth tens of millions, how could his psychological endurance be so weak?
Zhong Liang tightly grabbed Tang Qing’s hand and asked, "Are you sure, thirty to forty cars?"
"No less," Tang Qing nodded.
Getting the response, Zhong Liang got excited. His family had money, but that didn’t mean he had money, especially for a deal possibly worth tens of millions of RMB. Was this really happening so suddenly? Zhong Liang felt like he was dreaming.
He pinched himself, not dreaming. Zhong Liang hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, don’t worry, the absolute best price. Who wants to buy so many cars anyway? I’ll have my dad come over and talk."
Tang Qing shook his head and laughed, "Don’t ask for now. I won’t trick you. It will probably be sorted out these next few days. Keep your mobile phone on; I’ll have them contact you."
"Okay...okay then."
Zhong Liang excitedly agreed.
Thinking of such a big deal, his family would surely have a good Chinese New Year. With more friends come more pathways, he genuinely felt it—the culture of social circles in Huaxia truly could be transformed into economic benefits.
At that moment,
In the bedroom,
The women watched a martial arts TV series on the large TV mounted on the wall. As for idol dramas, Lin Jiaxue and her dorm mates had become completely immune to them. Watching handsome guys, rich young masters, "fresh meat," princes, and princesses was pointless; they might as well just watch Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue.
By comparison,
The male gods in idol dramas all seemed unbearably weak and boring.
Zeng Rou confidently grabbed an apple from the bedside and began to eat.
Crunching into it,
She smacked her lips. Zeng Rou, every time she came over, felt the urge to plunder all the food here. Looking at the familiar bedroom style, Zeng Rou made a mental note to nicely decorate her own "nest" when she went back for Chinese New Year.
Her own house.
Before, she thought it was quite nice.
Cute, warm, filled with fluffy toys, and brimming with girlish elements.
But now, she found that Tang Qing’s minimalist decor seemed even nicer. Starting university seemed to have even changed her aesthetic preferences; she now preferred light, bright colors.
"Jiaxue, how often does your housemaid clean up?" Looking at the spotless bedroom, Zeng Rou casually asked.
"Twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. Bed sheets and duvet covers are washed and changed every morning," Lin Jiaxue truthfully responded, making Zeng Rou feel somewhat annoyed—changing beddings at her own home took at least a week.
She suddenly felt like she had become a girl who didn’t care about cleanliness.
Huh?
That’s not right.
Zeng Rou spotted the main point.
"Changing every day? You guys really don’t take a break, do you?" Zeng Rou teased with a wink.
Lin Jiaxue’s face turned red.
Now, Zeng Rou laughed even harder.
"Come on, let big sister check if you’ve grown bigger again."
"Ah... female gangster."
"..."
...
After dinner.
Zeng Rou and the others left.
The restaurant at home was a mess.
But Tang Qing didn’t have to clean up. After sending them out of the neighborhood, he started walking with Lin Jiaxue in the neighborhood. Tang Qing didn’t need to digest, but Lin Jiaxue did.
Ancients said: it’s not advisable to do strenuous exercise right after meals.
Holding Lin Jiaxue’s hand.
They walked under the dimly lit lights of the neighborhood.
Suddenly, Tang Qing felt a sense of unexplainable loss, thinking of Zhong Liang and others, reflecting on life, with people coming and going, eventually keeping in touch with so few, walking apart isn’t just empty talk.
Perhaps the people we see today may become entirely different the next time they meet.
Fortunately, the touch of his right hand quickly reduced this feeling of loss.
"Tangtang, what’s wrong?" Lin Jiaxue, sensing the pressure on Tang Qing’s hand, asked.
"Jiaxue, I love you so much."
Tang Qing suddenly turned and hugged Lin Jiaxue tightly into his arms.
The word love.
Tang Qing realized he had never said it to Lin Jiaxue before.
Previously, he was shy; they had mutually acknowledged each other, and there seemed no need for sweet talk. Tang Qing had never uttered the word. Even after his rebirth, he maintained the same mentality, assuming they would eventually be together, and he never spoke the word.
At that moment.
He suddenly wanted to say it.
Lin Jiaxue’s body trembled.
She buried her head into Tang Qing’s chest, closed her eyes, and her eyes moistened.
"I feel the same."
Lin Jiaxue controlled her tone, trying to sound calm as she spoke.
...
January 16th.
10 AM.
Lin Jiaxue got up early to pack her things.
She was preparing to catch the afternoon plane back to Qingyan City.
Yesterday morning, two fighters had already left with Tang Qing’s car; this time, she definitely needed the car. Her uncle’s Mercedes was now being driven by her father, and Tang Qing was not too enthusiastic about traveling; he was used to riding.
"Tangtang, should I take a painting easel back with me?"
"Sure."
"How about this dress for wearing during Chinese New Year?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"..."
Lin Jiaxue was busy figuring out what to take back home.
Tang Qing, on the other hand, was very simple.
He only packed two sets of clothes, which was at Lin Jiaxue’s strong insistence; otherwise, Tang Qing was ready to go back empty-handed. Seeing Lin Jiaxue bustling about, it was clear she had the pre-homecoming jitters.
Unable to bear seeing her so busy, Tang Qing went upstairs and carried Lin Jiaxue to the bed.
An hour later.
Lin Jiaxue no longer wanted to pack anything.
She just wanted to rest well.
