<h4>Chapter 1904: Chapter 1729: Growth</h4>


    Watching intently.


    "C10 malfunctioned, work has stopped."


    A warning sounded in my ear.


    I didn’t pay it any mind.


    It’s equipment, there will be errors. Although the materials are genuine, the on-site conditions are unpredictable. It’s just a small issue. Problems ur, solutions follow; modr design makes repairs convenient.


    "C10 has been transported to the repair area, recement equipment for C10 is in position and starting up..."


    Only ten secondster.


    The new equipment was transported over.


    Continue.


    An hourter, the result was out. At this extraction speed, one ton of gold can be obtained in a day, considering the low surface concentration. The production can soon increase.


    In less than half a month, it could double.


    If things go smoothly.


    Soon.


    This ce will be his highest monthly production gold mine, even higher than Algeria’s. As for the specific reserves, the conclusion came two days ago, between seven thousand and nine thousand tons.


    Enough for years of extraction.


    By year-end.


    The monthly total gold production from all the mines under him will exceed two hundred tons.


    Very good.


    The annual production will exceed two thousand five hundred tons, enough for now. Deducting the nine hundred sixty tons promised to Huaxia next year and three hundred tons of ’futures’ just sold, more than a thousand tons remain.


    Just right.


    Find an opportunity.


    Increase Myanmar Central Bank’s gold reserves to four thousand tons.


    Since the outsiders say this.


    Then let’s do it.


    ...


    A weekter.


    Shanghai Stock Market.


    Fudan University.


    "As of today, your fourth-year courses arepleted, and the uing time is primarily for graduation theses and internships. The school will arrange relevant teachers. It’s been a pleasure working with you..."


    On stage.


    Jing Xiang smiled at the students below.


    In 2005.


    She became the counselor for this ss, over three years, the interactions were pleasant, so many unforgettable people, but the most unforgettable was sitting in thest row by the window, Tang Qing.


    Three years.


    She witnessed Tang Qing’s growth.


    Wealth.


    Capability.


    Knowledge.


    All vastly stronger than when they first met three years ago. With five degrees, Tang Qing managed toplete all first to third-year courses in one month, and passed with high scores.


    In the end.


    It was all about ying with scores.


    Ny.


    Ny-one.


    Ny-two.


    .....


    He took tests for fun in order, appearing on the news daily, though recently it’s been rare. However, no one thinks Tang Qing’s fame has diminished. On the contrary, it has subtly risen due to Tang Qing’s businesses.


    Entertainment culture.


    Inte.


    Payment systems.


    Holographic projection.


    Smartphones.


    Cloudputing.


    Computers.


    ...


    Every industry he’s in grows bigger within its sector. He may appear less in the news, but hispany news is ever-present. In short, he’s discreet, but his affairs are never low-profile.


    Back then.


    Tang Qing wanted to recruit her to Yantang University.


    She didn’t agree.


    Now it seems, it might have been a missed opportunity, but she doesn’t regret it. Being a teacher at Fudan University is already a good job. Yantang University offers better treatment but it’s too far.


    After the meeting.


    "Tang Qing, what are you nning to write about?"


    Zhong Liang approached.


    "Haven’t decided yet."


    Tang Qing replied, as he said, he hasn’t decided. Theses in finance are mostly rted industry research and analysis, which there is tons of in the Sky Eye database, leaving little inspiration.


    Every day.


    Sky Eye generates a bunch of reports on various industries, including finance. Every sector, past, present, and future, is almost thoroughly covered in research.


    These are internal records.


    Not disclosed.


    Of course.


    Tang Qing has no interest in giarizing his subordinates’ work.


    "This will be rare in the future," Zhong Liang said.


    "Yes."


    Ding Xiangyang said.


    Li Mo nodded.


    Thesis.


    Internship.


    Tang Qing wouldn’t be at school for them. He said earlier, he was there to listen, gain knowledge, experience college life. But writing theses and interning isn’t about attending sses, so from next week, Tang Qing won’t be around.


    Two things to do.


    First, exams and theses for the other four majors.


    Second, internships for the other four majors.


    Never idle.


    Others chase scores.


    Tang Qing umtes degrees. Can’t help but say,parisons are deadly. When ites to graduate studies, Tang Qing might achieve the highest score. He’s the one who turns down the school’s postgraduate quotas.


    Achieve wealth through ability.


    umte degrees through ability.


    "Let’s go, crash a meal."


    Tang Qingughed.


    "Alright."


    The three quickly followed. With Tang Qing rarelying to school, they’ll miss out on free meals, and once he starts grad school, opportunities will diminish. Tang Qing’s graduate studies are mostly engineering, not with them.


    Also.


    Heard Tang Qing might test for Tsinghua and Peking University.


    Don’t think about it.


    Avoid heartbreak.


    Only someone like this could make three schools bend the rules.


    "Speaking of which, do you think Tang Qing will be an academician in the future?" Zhong Liang suddenly wondered.


    "I don’t know."


    Tang Qing shook his head.


    Academician?


    It’s a nice title, but Tang Qing isn’t too obsessed. His skill might be beyond even the professors of his major because the equipment and technology he’s exposed to are too advanced.


    Competence is notcking.


    Onlycking experience.


    Forget it.


    Let it happen naturally, whether he achieves it or not, he’s still Tang Qing, possessing unfathomable wealth and power.


    "Very hopeful."


    "Could aim to be an academician of two academies. By the way, I don’t know much about this. Does bing an academician mean working at the Chinese Academy of Sciences? But Tang Qing doesn’t need to work under them for research."


    Li Mo also found it confusing.


    "Seems like it," Ding Xiangyang replied.


    Chinese Academy of Sciences.


    That’s a principal provincial-level unit, on par with ministries andmissions.


    Casually chatting.


    Talking away.


    Back home.


    Lin Jiaxue’s dormitory mates had all arrived. Over three years, although he only went to the dormitory for a few days, even a day’s ssmate is still a ssmate, a day’s dorm mate is still a dorm mate.


    Simrly.


    Their courses are also basically done.


    Graduate exams.


    Thesis.


    Internship.


    They’ll be busy soon. However, Zeng Rou did well academically and got rmended for postgraduate, Lin Jiaxue just like Tang Qing, rejected the school’s postgraduate rmendation. She stayed at Fudan for graduate studies, almost like an internal hire.


    No admission.


    The school wouldn’t agree.


    "Zeng girl, it’s been three years, your boyfriend hasn’t appeared even once." During dinner, Zhong Liang couldn’t resist asking. Over three years, they haven’t been idle either, couldn’t just keep watching Tang Qing feed them dog food.


    He was dating Ning Jing.


    Ding Xiangyang found someone in the same ss; Li Mo dated a junior. As for the only single one left in Lin Jiaxue’s dorm, Gu Man remained single, a well-behaved girl, rumored to have a crush on a high school ssmate.


    Quiteplicated.


    "He’s very busy."


    Zeng Rou was also helpless. Three years and the times they met could be counted on one hand.


    One thing she didn’t mention.


    Is that upon graduating from university, she’s going to get married. It’s arranged by her family. However, she isn’t opposed to it because the guy is indeed outstanding, serving in the military, notplicated.


    She likes him too.


    "Will your brother-inw graduate this year?" Zhong Liang asked. He only knew he was studying at the National University of Defense Technology for postgrad, hadn’t paid attention for a long time.


    "Already working."


    "Where?"


    "Nanhai Fleet."


    "What rank?"


    "Junior rank."