Previously,
Tang Qing thought bankers were pretty impressive.
No, it should be said they were impressive to the point of reaching the skies.
With never-ending money, they could control people's lives with capital.
But now,
things were getting bigger and bigger.
His own financial strength, power, and rights were also growing stronger and stronger, so strong that he himself was a bit afraid, afraid he couldn't control his own ambition. With the fighters, Tang Qing could have everything he wanted.
Or rather, he had already reached the pinnacle of life.
To this day,
he had picked up thousands of tons of gold.
The weariness in Tang Qing's heart actually outweighed his joy.
Currently, the number of employees he had on the record exceeded twenty thousand. Just the Sheng Tang Group had over fifteen thousand, and the number was still increasing, which meant over twenty thousand families were depending on him for their livelihoods.
Not to mention the Myanmar Economic Zone.
