The car was slowly crawling through the streets of Beijing. The neon lights flickered in the night, giving off a modern vibe. Unfortunately, Tang Qing couldn't appreciate this kind of industrial beauty, no matter how bright and flashy it was, it still felt dull to him.
In his eyes, what he saw was not prosperity but coldness. Wealthy or not, powerful or not, they belonged to two different worlds. If you're rich, any place can be called home. If you're not, where your home is becomes uncertain.
Beijing.
It's a good place to visit.
Not suitable for long-term living, though.
High house prices have made the city a source of pain for many. Tang Qing also felt guilty about this. After all, he seemed to be half a developer, having secured a large piece of land through cooperation with Chai Ren. Their fastest real estate project had already started preselling, and the presale results weren't bad.
