Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2395: Chapter 2235: This World Is Truly Cruel!

Suddenly.

"Ah!"

Yan Xiaomei was brewing tea when she heard Mu Youyou exclaim.

Upon hearing it.

She quickly ran over.

"What’s up?"

She saw.

Mu Youyou lying against the large floor-to-ceiling glass, her eyes fixed outside, Yan Xiaomei looked, and saw Tang Qing surrounded by people.

So.

There was one more person lying against the glass.

Finally.

Not until Tang Qing disappeared from view did they pull back their gaze. Then they took their camera and went out, not to photograph Tang Qing but the park, with so many excellent designs.

Not to take pictures.

Would be such a waste, right?

You see.

Outsiders are usually not allowed into the park, so they had to seize the moment.

Just like this.

The park saw two pretty girls taking pictures everywhere, and it was not until nightfall that they finished touring, with a plentiful harvest naturally, but they also felt a bit disappointed.

Because they could only take pictures from the outside.

No card.

Except for a few buildings like the Cafeteria, they couldn’t enter any other places.

...

Evening.

In one ’Capacitor’ top floor, Tang Qing was having dinner, not alone, with a projection of Ge Feng having breakfast far away in the United States.

While eating.

Ge Feng praised non-stop.

"The yacht you designed for me is simply amazing. My second brother is clamoring that once he has enough money, he’ll want one too."

Last month.

He specially came to Huaxia.

For the yacht.

He sailed it himself to the United States, traveling and touring along the way, almost a month’s journey, arriving yesterday. Reflecting on the entire journey, Ge Feng was very satisfied.

One word.

Awesome!

Now.

The yacht designed by Tang Qing is almost an internationally renowned brand.

Bold.

Innovative.

Good performance too, although a bit pricey, everyone who has been on it says it’s worth it. This is the second yacht Ge Feng bought; the first one isn’t broken either.

However.

A yacht is like a Luxury Cars.

One.

How can it be enough? As long as you like it and can afford it, of course, the more the merrier, also not too expensive, a real price from Tang Qing, just a few hundred million RMB.

These years.

What he earned from Tang Qing is more than tenfold. With several companies going public, he earned a lot, plus some long-term investments, gaining quite a bit more.

Therefore.

These hundreds of millions of RMB are insignificant.

...

"As long as you like it."

Being praised.

Tang Qing just smiled slightly.

"By the way, do you like football?" Ge Feng suddenly asked, as while talking, his gaze just happened to catch the TV content in his living room.

"No."

Tang Qing shook his head.

"Why not?"

"Too easy," Tang Qing replied.

"..."

Ge Feng’s mouth twitched, football too easy? "Today, the first match of the 2010 World Cup group stage starts, I even bet a hundred thousand dollars."

Upon hearing this.

Tang Qing couldn’t help but smile.

"Who did you bet on?"

"South Africa, one to zero," Ge Feng casually said. In fact, the point of playing wasn’t to earn money, but in European and American social interactions, betting on football is quite common.

Lower class.

Middle class.

Upper class.

Everyone plays a little for fun. If you don’t, then you barely have common topics with others, especially during the World Cup, which happens once every four years.

Therefore.

Buy a bit regardless of win or loss, it’s about not falling out with the circle. After all, when you’re making a living on someone else’s turf, When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

"You should win," Tang Qing said casually.

"Really?"

"Mm!"

"Haha, thanks for the kind words," Ge Feng laughed cheerfully, thinking Tang Qing was just being polite. This time South Africa against Mexico was evenly matched.

Win or lose.

Who knows!

Seeing this.

Tang Qing smiled without speaking, the Pixiu Plan has never stopped. Such an important event as the World Cup, not making a move would be too wasteful.

In past life.

South Africa was quite unlucky.

As hosts, they didn’t even make it to the top sixteen, it was all about other countries’ performances. This time, let them have a bit more dignity on the surface.

Of course.

Just a bit better.

Even the top eight.

They still need to be eliminated.

In front.

Information flashed by, and a table appeared, it was the projected World Cup match results by the Fighters. Even though the group stage had just started the first match.

However.

The results were already determined.

"..."

It can only be said, this world is, very cruel!

...

22:00 sharp.

"Beep!"

With the sound of the whistle, the first match of the South African World Cup group stage, host nation South Africa versus Mexico, kicked off, many stayed up watching the game.

Finally.

"Beep!"

Another whistle.

Ends.

South Africa wins one to zero against Mexico.

United States.

Ge Family Manor.

"Haha, won." Seeing the result, Ge Feng was overjoyed. Just a casual pick, but winning is all about enjoying the thrill of victory.

Suddenly.

He thought of Tang Qing’s words, but it quickly flickered past, didn’t care much, one to zero, it’s not like some ten to one abnormal score.

The probability of guessing it right wasn’t small.

Then.

Continue to play.

Second match, France against Ula.

...

Washington.

A courtyard.

"Won."

Seeing the latest news on his mobile phone, an African-American man mowing the lawn smiled, and it wasn’t the smile of winning a bet.

But it carried a ’I knew it would be like this’.

Indeed.

He knew.

As a middle-level agent in the United States Homeland Security, he’s always conscientious, although the department isn’t a frontline one, its responsibilities are very important.

But there’s not much profit.

Last year.

A new boss was assigned, he was called in for a conversation, and in the words, the boss hinted at absorbing him, and shockingly, the boss would offer him benefits.

---Money!

Immediately.

He was startled.

However.

The allure of green cash was too irresistible, moreover, the boss vaguely hinted at having significant people in various departments and even higher echelons behind him.

Thus.

He compromised.

After that.

Hardly any difficult tasks were given, just do the job, although twice he did handle obvious misconduct smoothly.

Naturally.

He received extra remuneration.

Not from the boss.

And.

It wasn’t provided monthly.

But through various channels, last time he was told to go to Las Vegas, gamble at specific tables, and then received several months’ pay.

Sixty thousand dollars.

Tut tut.

That feeling, don’t even mention it being great.

This time.

Was told to bet on the World Cup.

At the same time.

Strongly warned, how much you get, that’s how much you earn, not a cent more. He had no objections, earning legally without risk of being caught, obviously good.

Greed.

Brings trouble, for some reason, regarding this boss’s orders, his subconscious just knew, complete them well, no need to overthink.

One must know contentment.

"Hey."

"Darling, let’s have a feast later."

"..."

...

At the same time.

Globally.

Everywhere.

Countless people displayed smiles similar to his. Meanwhile, in the park, watching Crayon Shin-chan, Tang Qing couldn’t help but smile.

Pixiu Plan.

Gather wealth.

Also spend wealth.

Using legal means, giving money to certain people, many of whom have special identities, unexpected money can easily be traced, thus needing a label.

Lottery.

Football betting.

Finding bargains.

Casino.

...

Using various methods, transferring interests is a sophisticated task.