<h4>Chapter 1124: Chapter 983: Maybe... It’s the 1st.</h4><h4></h4>


    11 o’clock.


    The exclusive interview had ended.


    Hurun felt a mix of emotions.


    Looking at Tang Qing,


    "Chairman Tang, I must say, I can hardly believe that you’re a second-year student. You seem more like a sage who sees through the trivial matters of the world. Talking with you has been greatly enlightening."


    "Mr. Hurun, you tter me. Most of it is the wisdom of others. I pick a little from the news here, fetch a bit there, and slowly piece it together," Tang Qing shook his head andughed heartily.


    This modest statement


    made Hurunugh too, the metaphor of picking and stealing was quite amusing.


    "You are really humorous, and it’s rxing talking with you. If there’s a chance, let’s have a drink together. I still need to sort out the list issue today, so I won’t disturb you any longer," Hurun hastened to bid farewell.


    He knew his limits.


    The other was here for vacation, and when there was a huge gap in identity and age, a generational gap existed.


    "Alright, next time let’s have a good drink together. Oh, and here’s a small gift," Tang Qing didn’t invite Hurun for lunch, but had fighters prepare two bottles of fruit wine—two good things paired.


    "Oh, I really shouldn’t," Hurun said, trying to refuse.


    Hurun had brought a gift as well, and Tang Qing, of course, wouldn’t let him leave empty-handed; he forcibly stuffed the two bottles of wine into his hands, "Gift giving is mutual—as you should know; this is nothing for me."


    "Well... then I’ll ept with gratitude, thank you, and Happy National Day," Hurun had to ept.


    "You too, but it seems like you won’t be able to rest," Tang Qing said with a smile.


    Hurun shook his head, "For me, working is more meaningful than resting."


    "Then, take care," Tang Qing admired people like Hurun—they might not be nobles but doing work they loved was indeed more interesting than resting.


    "Goodbye, and please do stop by again."


    After saying that,


    Hurun left.


    Once outside the vi,


    Hurun immediately called a friend abroad.


    He asked them to double-check the information on Wan Qing Mining and to investigate the oilpany as well; based on what Tang Qing mentioned, the oilpany definitely wasn’t obscured by an offshorepany.


    In less than thirty minutes,


    the call came back.


    "We found out, this oilpany has quite a few shareholders, the major shareholder is Tang Qing who initially invested three hundred million US dors in cash for forty percent of the stocks, the secondrgest shareholder is a prince from Saudi.


    His father is a formidable royal prince, and his grandfather was the old king who diedst year; the thirdrgest shareholder is a person from a powerful family in Algeria."


    "Is there any issue with the asset statistics of Wan Qing Mining?" Hurun inquired further.


    "There’s been no changes; including the value added fromter construction of smelting factories, it’s worth one billion US dors—no less," the reply was affirmative.


    Hurun was speechless.


    Adding the oilpany,


    Tang Qing’s shares in these twopanies were worth thirteen billion US dors, and ording to the current exchange rate, that was over a hundred billion RMB. Tang Qing definitely had taken out a huge loan,


    because Tang Kai couldn’t havee up with so much money.


    With Tang Kai’s worth, it wouldn’t exceed this hundred billion by much; however, Tang Kai’s household registration had been transferred to Thand, so he wasn’t on this rich list, probably appearing only on Forbes’s Asian or global list.


    After hanging up the phone,


    Hurun quickly calcted Tang Qing’s total worth.


    Then considered the assets of the second wealthiest person.


    He was excited.


    With Tang Qing’s age,


    he could definitely create a Chinese dream, breaking the stereotype in Huaxia that all tycoons are older.


    ...


    After Hurun left,


    Tang Qing rxed in the swimming pool, sunbathing.


    Although he could swim freely in the vast waters of the training area, and there were beaches and even artificially hot weather,pared to the natural sunlight outside, it felt a bitcking.


    Tang Qing wearing swimming trunks,


    floated on the water.


    His eyes closed.


    If someone were under the water, they would see fine threads of rapidly moving water columns under the water; this was Tang Qing ’ying with water,’ using nerve telekinesis to control the extremely thin columns of water swiftly weaving through the water.


    If he wished,


    he could make these water columns dance in the sky.


    However,


    that was something he only did in the training area. In the outside world, unless it was a confined space, Tang Qing was much more cautious. Despite the seemingly harmless water columns, if Tang Qing wished, they could easily pierce through the tiles of the swimming pool.


    He lifted his left hand.


    Suddenly, a metal rod appeared in the palm of his hand. It looked like a rod, but in fact, this thing had cost him ten billion Asia Dors, which was equivalent to dozens of tons of gold, to acquire this Nerve Telekinesis weapon.


    Fortunately,


    The Underground River had massively increased Tang Qing’s gold reserves before, so this amount of money no longer pained him. However, the idea of spending almost half ofst year’s wealthiest man in Huaxia’s worth on such an item still seemed odd.


    Liquid gold crystal.


    That was the popr name for this material, which could be transformed into various objects under the control of nerve telekinesis, with a thickness down to twenty nanometers and astonishing strength.


    The water column just now had evolved from the instructions of this weapon. Tang Qing had tried it, and even the hardest metal in theboratory could be prated with just a little effort using it, no matter how thick it was.


    It was quite unreasonable.


    Luckily, there were no enemies.


    Otherwise,


    Tang Qing would have to mourn for them for a few minutes.


    Life.


    It was lonely as snow!


    ...


    Approaching noon.


    The four women had returned from shopping.


    Seeing Tang Qing lying by the swimming pool, they weren’t surprised since they had seen Tang Qing sunbathing many times before, and his physique and skin always made them take an extra nce.


    Seeing Tang Qing,


    Their resistance to handsome men greatly increased, and the delicate Korean celebrities were no longer their cup of tea.


    Only Lin Jiaxue had a stronger self-control.


    After all, she saw him every day, and Tang Qing liked to sleep unclothed.


    "Tangtang, it’s time to eat." After a while, Lin Jiaxue came out to call Tang Qing.


    "Coming."


    Tang Qing took another shower in the bathroom and changed into a tank top, his abdominal muscles quite eye-catching.


    "Tang Qing, do you think Jiaxue’s outfit looks good?" Just as he came out, he encountered the women’s favorite activity—dressing to please their man. Tang Qing looked up, his eyes lit up.


    Fierce.


    But, have you four girls been shopping at a lingerie store? The clothes you bought are so tight. Lin Jiaxue usually wears loose clothing, and this squeezed-together feeling, it’s like only Tang Qing had shaped it with his hands before.


    Walking over to Lin Jiaxue’s side.


    Tang Qing kept nodding.


    "It looks good, very nice, but isn’t it a bit tight?" While speaking, Tang Qing helped Lin Jiaxue adjust her clothes, pulling a bit to the sides, the warm feeling on his eight fingers immediately made Lin Jiaxue’s face turn red.


    So many people watching!


    "..."


    Wang Yan and the other two women felt a bit embarrassed on their faces, but as a couple, such intimate actions werepletely normal.


    "It seems it can’t be loosened, let’s go, time to eat."


    Tang Qing turned gracefully.


    At the dining table.


    "Director Tang, who was visiting just now?" Wei Yiyi asked casually while eating.


    "Hurun."


    "Hurun?"


    Wei Yiyi was startled, then quickly recalled who that was. Could it be? At this thought, Wei Yiyi suddenly excitedly looked at Tang Qing and asked, "Director Tang, is it that Hurun from the Rich List?"


    Tang Qing hummed affirmatively.


    "So... what... what rank are you this time?" Wei Yiyi’s eyes sparkled.


    Lin Jiaxue and the other two women also looked over.


    "Maybe... first."


    Tang Qing said it casually.


    But to the others, it was like a bolt from the blue.


    First.


    First.


    What did that represent?


    Had Tang Qing suddenly be the richest man in Huaxia?


    "Director Tang, are you the first in this issue?" Wei Yiyi almost didn’t sit still, shocked.


    "Do you need to repeat it?"


    Tang Qing rolled his eyes.