<h4>Chapter 1222: Chapter 1079 Forbes World Rich List (Subscribe please!)</h4><h4></h4>


    The next day.


    Afternoon.


    Wang Yan had reported in.


    Tang Qing also arrived at Fudan, ready to start ss tomorrow; today, he had to attend the ss meeting.


    Walking around the campus.


    No longer did anyone stare at him intently, nor did anyone approach him to make small talk.


    After such a long acquaintance.


    They realized Tang Qing was just an ordinary person who walked on two legs. Besides being good-looking and having more money in his bag, what else was there? Could they expect him to give them money just for gawking?


    A total fool’s errand.


    However.


    There were quite a few people who entertained such thoughts.


    After all,pared to others, fantasizing like this seemed a bit more ’reliable’ than winning five million in the lottery; it was like seeing a concrete ’five million’ every day.


    Just as Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue parted ways,


    preparing to head to his own ss,


    a middle-aged man suddenly jumped out at the side of the road, stretched out his hand to block Tang Qing’s path, dressed shabbily, but confidently dered, "Tang Qing, I have a project that will absolutely make you a fortune."


    "..."


    Tang Qing looked at the person in front of him,


    stunned for a moment.


    Tang Qing had already made a statement before.


    Saying that he categorically wouldn’t invest in projects that came to him, but there were still those who were unconvinced, asionally one or two entrics woulde forward, iming to have great projects that could make a lot of money, urging him to invest early.


    If it were just about investments, that would be one thing.


    But some people even tried to y games with him.


    He had people who brought up fundraising schemes and pyramid sales right to his door, and some wanted to take photos with him to use them to scam others. Without a word, Tang Qing would have someone dig up everything on these people and, if there was a problem, send them in.


    Better to prevent them from causing harm to others.


    Regarding this,


    Tang Qing was speechless.


    Am I that easily fooled?


    "So how much money can be made?" Tang Qing asked in return.


    The man gestured with five fingers, and with an oath of certainty said, "At least five billion, US dors."


    "That little? Not interested."


    Tang Qing shifted aside and walked past him.


    The man was stunned.


    That was five billion US dors, and Tang Qing just called it little? The man blocked Tang Qing’s path again, "Five billion is just a conservative estimate. If it’s handled well, making ten billion is possible."


    "Just ten billion? That’s uninteresting."


    Tang Qing continued walking around him with an expression inlycking in interest.


    Ten billion dors?


    Is that a lot?


    Haha.


    "..." The man was truly bbergasted. Was ten billion dors not interesting? From your perspective, just how much money qualifies as ’interesting’? Your total wealth is only just over a hundred billion dors, anyway.


    "Aren’t you going to even listen about my project? I’m really not a swindler," the person blocked Tang Qing’s path again.


    "Sir, whether you are a swindler or not is actually not important. Whether your project can make a hundred billion is also not important. What’s important is, you’re bothering me now, understand?"


    Tang Qing stared at him.


    Of course, this man was a swindler.


    Just disguised somewhat more assiduously.


    Instead of dressing up to the nines, he chose this ’ingenious’ ’semi-mad’ appearance. As for whether the project he was prepared to present was real or fake, what did it matter?


    Seeing Tang Qing’s impatience,


    and the heavy crowd of students gathering around, with whispers of some preparing to take him down, the man hastily apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You go ahead with your busy schedule, we can talkter."


    Tang Qing shook his head.


    This guy.


    Not a single expression could be trusted.


    He leaned in close to the man, whispering in a tone only they could hear, "Geng Kangcheng, I advise you to leave the maind as soon as possible. Otherwise, if I see you in domestic circles again, I won’t mind putting you in."


    Geng Kangcheng.


    He was hardly well-known.


    But he was a leader of fraud rings that operated in ces like Southeast Asia and Hong Kong, except he yed in a more ’high-end’ manner—not tel scams, but more borate schemes.


    Like fortune-telling masters.


    Find someone.


    Hype them up madly.


    Then a lot of ’traditional’ tycoons woulde, seeking wisdom from the ’masters’, during which they discovered these ’masters’ were truly incredible, flipping wallets out one after another as each prediction hit the mark.


    What the tycoons didn’t know was,


    while they queued up for appointments, their backgrounds were thoroughly researched; everything from their personal history, family, finances, personality, to psychology, having amassed a great deal of personal information, making it hard not to be urate.


    As for fortune-telling,


    well.


    Many are fond of "saying half and leaving half to be understood."


    Self-enlightenment.


    In the end, if the result was good, it would be hailed as the ’master’s profound way, and they would worship him. If not, it was your misunderstanding of the direction, the ’master’ was still the master.


    So it was.


    The business was still thriving.


    There were quite a few members in their gang.


    Today, Geng Kangcheng hade, intending to start "expanding their business" with him.


    "How do you know me?"


    Geng Kangcheng was rather shocked, as he rarely showed his face.


    "I don’t know you, but I hope you remember what I just said. The maind is not a ce for you, otherwise, if I see something I don’t like and something happens, you’ll bear the consequences."


    Tang Qing had finished speaking.


    Then he walked past Geng Kangcheng.


    And left.


    Geng Kangcheng didn’t follow this time, standing there dumbfounded. Tang Qing’s threat echoed in his ears. Tang Qing obviously knew what he was doing, and that’s why the warning came.


    Geng Kangcheng was bewildered.


    They were just nning to enter the maind market, with Tang Qing as their first ’fat sheep’, and now they were to beat a retreat?


    He couldn’t be content with that.


    But it was Tang Qing who had threatened him, not just anyone.


    "Big brother, what’s wrong?"


    At this moment, a subordinate who had been watching from not too far came over.


    Geng Kangcheng’s eyes sharpened, making a decision: "Nothing, we... let’s go back for now. It’s not yet suitable to cast ours here."


    "Why? We’ve just arrived."


    "There may be piranhas in the fish pond," Geng Kangcheng muttered.


    "..."


    Piranhas?


    ...


    At night.


    Back at home.


    Tang Qing received news that Geng Kangcheng had booked a ne ticket and left the maind. He didn’t expect Geng Kangcheng to be so sensible. Tang Qingughed; better let this guy go scam some foreigners instead.


    So.


    School started.


    Tang Qing’s life returned to tranquility.


    However.


    It did not remain tranquil for long.


    His name.


    Once again, appeared in major media outlets.


    On March 8th.


    Forbes released its annual global Billionaires List, announcing the tycoons with a worth over one billion US dors. Wealth, always the most direct impression ordinary people have of billionaires.


    This annual list.


    Once again, became the focal point of the media.


    Sina in the domestic market provided direct special coverage.


    "Bill Gates continues to lead the global rich list for the thirteenth consecutive time with a worth of fifty-six billion US dors. Coming in just after Bill Gates is the investment expert and ’Oracle of Omaha’ Warren Buffett with fifty-two billion dors."


    "The third ce goes to the chairman of ERV, which started off with the game ’Warfire.’ The technologypany had a valuation of over fifty billion dors six months ago."


    "However, because it has not gone public, ERV’s valuation cannot be fully determined. Nevertheless, after Forbes’s assessment with professional firms, they still attributed a worth of fifty-one billion dors to this chairman, ranking him third on the global Rich List..."


    "Eleventh is Hong Kong’s Li Jiacheng, with a worth of twenty-three billion dors. That’s an increase of nearly five billion dors from the previous year, mainly due to the prosperity of the real estate market."


    "With a worth of one hundred thirty-two point six one billion dors, Tang Qing broke into the top fifty, ranking forty-third on the global Rich list. He became the new centi-billionaire and created a miracle by increasing his wealth by forty-three billion dors in just four months..."


    "..."


    After the initial two rounds of shock.


    The domestic public had be much more receptive.


    Microcrystal Technology’s shares had already been a hot topic in the media, saying Tang Qing’s worth had surpassed one hundred and twenty billion dors. Now with an increase of a dozen billion, it didn’t seem all that significant.


    Yet,


    it gave boundless encouragement to the youth.


    If Tang Qing could do it.


    Why couldn’t they?


    Although they didn’t have a great uncle, they had wisdom and opportunities, the opportunities of the era. If missed, it would be a regret for a lifetime. Thus, a new wave of entrepreneurialism was sparked.


    ...


    Tang Qing looked at the news.


    A smile appeared on his face.


    Once ERV went public.


    The throne of the world’s wealthiest person.


    Would hardly concern Bill Gates anymore, and the second and third ce were soon going to change hands as well. In the future, this list was going to keep Bill Gates and the others out of even the top ten.