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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 flatter 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 and laughed heartily.
This modest statement
made Hurun laugh too, the metaphor of picking and stealing was quite amusing.
"You are really humorous, and it's relaxing 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.
