Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2018: Chapter 1841: Armored Up, Into Battle

Evening.

Night falls.

In normal times, Davos, at this hour, stores are almost all closed. After all, this is Switzerland, and Davos is a famous travel destination. The shopkeepers here are not lacking money. Overtime? Absolutely not.

“Welcome!”

“Take care.”

“We are open all night tonight.”

“Thank you.”

“…”

A similar scene is playing out everywhere in Davos Town.

Bar.

Cafe.

Club.

Shop.

…

As long as there are guests, these places won’t close. There’s no choice; there are too many local tyrants. Here, billionaires are everywhere, and mere millionaires are as common as dogs, making it impossible to be the same as usual.

Money?

No.

It’s not for money, it’s for the town’s reputation.

Yes.

That’s right. After all, these wealthy people come from all over the world and enjoy high standard treatments everywhere. If they want to treat a friend to a drink, there aren’t many venues to choose from, and closing at quitting time doesn’t work.

That won’t do.

Over time.

They might say we are rude.

Of course.

Tips are numerous too, with billionaires too abundant here, unlike the stinginess of ordinary tourists. During this period, the day’s revenue could surpass an entire week of normal business.

“Have you heard? Tang Qing is looking for collaborators everywhere.”

“Collaborating in what?”

“Hummingbird.”

“That company?”

“Yes, this afternoon, he met with at least five groups. The specifics of the collaboration aren’t clear, but it’s certain that there are quite a few projects, and the partners are numerous. The total investment will be considerable.”

“Big move.”

“Indeed!”

“Just within Huaxia’s Hummingbird, he has invested several hundred billion RMB. No one knows how much it will be this time, but given Tang Qing’s wealth, even a hundred billion dollars isn’t much.”

a hundred billion dollars.

Is that a lot?

A lot.

But for Tang Qing, it is just trivial. Tang Qing’s net worth exceeds 200 billion dollars, and the total value of his companies exceeds 500 billion dollars. If he’s going to invest, it’s certainly not his own money.

It’s all from the company.

Does Hummingbird have money?

Ha!

That’s not understanding Hummingbird’s growth history.

The first step.

Tang Qing announced the establishment of Hummingbird and then started planning.

The second step.

Fifteen billion dollars, sold ten percent of stocks to Ali.

The third step.

Obtained a loan of more than 20 billion RMB from ICBC.

Until now.

Almost without spending any money himself, Tang Qing built up Hummingbird with the skill of achieving much with little, which astonished the world at the time, but everyone knows this is hard to learn.

Without Tang Qing’s net worth.

Banks wouldn’t believe it.

Without a series of successful business cases.

Ali wouldn’t believe it.

Therefore.

Admire if you want; this can’t be emulated.

“A hundred billion, I think it’s more than that.”

“Oh?”

“I heard that for this collaboration, the other side needs help solving part of the loan issues. I think at least 150 billion dollars in investment to start with, and Tang Qing always likes to think big.”

“True!”

“…”

One afternoon.

This information is no longer considered a secret. Ordinary people like to watch celebrity gossip, while wealthy people enjoy keeping an eye on their peers’ movements. Tang Qing’s dazzling degree has reached a glaring level.

There is envy.

There is jealousy.

So much money; they truly wish to seize a piece of it. The majority of them were still in school at his age, foolishly cheerful every day, while Tang Qing was already at the finish line.

Moreover.

It’s a finish line they can hardly touch.

Visible.

But unreachable; only when reaching a certain extent do you understand how difficult wealth growth is in the later stages. You must open a sail on the cusp to possibly soar.

Besides.

It can only be built over time.

With good luck.

It can climb higher and higher; with bad luck, a whirlwind in the middle can shrink your wealth. If there’s a family misfortune, or heirs battling over the inheritance, it’s even harder.

…

Villa.

Living room.

“Let’s go!”

Checking the time.

Tang Qing stands out; tonight, the hosts have arranged a banquet, and since it doesn’t start until tomorrow, not all guests have arrived. According to the forum schedule, there are events here every day.

-Welcome Banquet.

-Opening ceremony buffet.

-Opening banquet.

-Dinner party.

-Before-bed banquet.

-Lunch party.

-Concert.

-Cultural evening.

Indeed.

A forum has this many arrangements, and it’s not hard to understand why. The forum itself is intended to provide global wealthy elites and political figures a platform for exchange, catering to these guests who have come from afar.

Entertainment.

Communication.

Both must be considered.

Otherwise, it’s too dull. Drinking, eating, are the best ways to foster relationships. In a relaxed atmosphere, achieving friendly interactions is something Tang Qing quite enjoys. Who comes here just for the conference?

Heading out.

Walking along the stone path, Tang Qing and Ma Yun head towards the welcome banquet.

Winter.

It’s dark pretty early in Switzerland. Before six o’clock, the sun has already set, and in the distance, the lights are twinkling. Tang Qing concentrates slightly, and his view brightens somewhat, though it isn’t as bright as daytime.

Daytime vision is clear.

But it’s snowing here.

A vast white scene isn’t very pleasant to look at, while the current sight just makes the pitch-black areas visible, like… the night mode for reading mobile phone text.

In the distance.

There are countless activity silhouettes.

Most people are blue, some are red, others green, corresponding to different identities, and the direct relatives of those collaborating families are all marked with a faint purple.

Arriving at the venue.

Handing over the invitation.

“Mr. Tang, welcome.”

“Please.”

It’s the same venue as last year’s banquet; the hall is crowded with people in groups of three or five, speaking quietly. Various circles collide, merge, and separate here; it’s quite interesting.

Picking up a glass of wine.

“Mr. Ma, arm yourself.”

Tang Qing gently raised his glass and smiled.

This week.

Is going to be busy.

“Into battle.”

Ma Yun laughed heartily.

Following that.

The two yellow-skinned men merged into this bustling place of fame and fortune. Tang Qing didn’t show overly explicit intentions; otherwise, he could meet one and go straight to the next one without even seeking them out.

Too strange.

Therefore.

Apart from the task.

Old friends.

New friends.

No one was rejected; more friends mean more pathways. There are quite a few new faces this year because not everyone comes every year. Some skip a year, and some change representatives. Tang Qing treats everyone seriously.

Good ones.

Make friends.

Not so good ones.

Become familiar faces.

Last year.

Ma Yun didn’t follow Tang Qing, but he heard Tang Qing is very adept socially.

This year.

At this moment.

He finally understood what “very adept” means regarding social adeptness. Old friends’ names roll off the tongue without thinking; some even use endearing nicknames rather than pure names.

In conversation.

Current affairs.

Economy.

Entertainment.

Sport.

Gastronomy.

Travel.

…

Whatever interests the counterpart, Tang Qing can deftly address, even accurately analyzing the results of a competition hosted in a small town in some other country. The counterpart was joyful upon hearing this because it’s their sponsored event.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Ma Yun felt totally unable to keep up with the pace!