The car headed quickly towards the city centre of the Shanghai Stock Market. As he gazed at the bustling scene outside the window, Tang Qing squinted his eyes. He had visited the Shanghai Stock Market in his previous life, but only toured a few famous attractions before hurriedly leaving, new as it was to him.
But in this life.
He plans to study in this city. How long he would stay, four years or more, he didn't know. Perhaps he might even go on to further his studies. The future was uncertain, meant to face itself, but the likelihood of him continuing his studies was high.
The reason being simple. He had become accustomed to being a hands-off boss, preferring to let professionals handle their respective fields. He knew his business acumen was practically non-existent, and he didn't want to manage bureaucratic affairs daily.
If that was the case.
Why pressure himself under such heavy workload.
To work?
That would depend on his mood.
