Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1644 - 1476: If You Don’t Flop Around, You’ll Really Be a Dead Fish (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1644: Chapter 1476: If You Don’t Flop Around, You’ll Really Be a Dead Fish (Please Subscribe!)

Meeting with Tang Qing.

It was his sudden idea.

As he said.

Indeed, just a casual chat.

He wanted to see what was special about this young man who, in three years, went from nothing to becoming the world’s second-richest tycoon. Three years, over a hundred billion dollars in net worth, not inherited.

Truly dazzling.

In contrast to the younger generation of Saudi Arabia.

Sigh.

Far too behind.

"The future of Saudi Arabia?" Tang Qing squinted his eyes.

Interesting.

You, a king, asking me, a foreign businessman. If you weren’t idle, you certainly wouldn’t say this. Well, since you’re idle, I’ll keep you company to chat a bit, kill some time.

"Saudi Arabia, it’s quite troublesome." Tang Qing changed his tone.

The King was stunned.

Troublesome?

Shouldn’t you say something nice?

"How is it troublesome?"

"Hard to say, it’s just a feeling." Tang Qing made a face as if he foresaw something bad, looking troubled, as if it was indeed something real.

Seeing this.

The King became a bit unsettled.

"What kind of feeling?"

"The position of Saudi Arabia is too complex, whether it’s the world geographical position, the international energy position, or history, all these issues intertwined, I can’t understand it."

"..."

Feeling.

The trouble you talk about is not understanding it.

The King was speechless.

He didn’t feel like being fooled by Tang Qing; what Tang Qing said is true. A multitude of problems destined Saudi Arabia to be unable to focus their strength on major matters like Huaxia, seek development, and promote economy.

"We have no choice."

The King knew Tang Qing was being reserved in his speech, not understanding? No, Tang Qing probably did understand, and precisely because he understood clearly, it made him cautious, showing consideration, and speaking tactfully.

"Understood." Tang Qing said.

"Have you considered coming to Saudi Arabia for investment?"

"No good projects for now."

"Interested in oil?"

"No."

"Then why cooperate with Ayman? That oilfield shouldn’t be a good project in your eyes." The King asked curiously, back when Tang Qing’s net worth was still low, he dared to spend hundreds of millions to buy an oilfield.

Returns from the oilfield.

Could be very slow.

"Ayman is my friend."

"..."

The King was silent for a moment.

Friend.

Just because of friendship, spending hundreds of millions, unsure of how many years to break even, especially with uncertain oil prices, fluctuations, and amidst economic crises, the future is filled with unpredictability.

Looking at Tang Qing.

He suddenly felt some admiration.

"A good friend indeed, wish you have fun in Saudi Arabia." The King laughed merrily.

"Okay."

Ten minutes later.

Tang Qing left the King’s palace.

Watching Tang Qing’s back.

"What do you think of this person?" The King asked his aide lightly. Though called an aide, he was actually a confidant and advisor, the first to discuss major matters with the sovereign.

"Straightforward."

"He said they cooperated with Ayman just because of friendship."

"I believe so."

"Oh?"

"Huaxia people have a saying about loyalty. Actually, what I admire most about him is his confidence, naturally exuding from inside out, like a king, possessing some control."

"Is that so?"

"You are the King, naturally not feeling it deeply." The aide smiled. When Bill Gates buys a billion-dollar mansion, Warren Buffett might not think much, but his subordinates look up to such actions like gazing at the heavens.

"Young people achieving such accomplishments, confidence is normal."

"Maybe that’s it."

"Just hope he can withstand ERV’s attack."

"Confirmed?"

"ERV’s consortium forming is about complete. Huaxia’s economy is challenging the United States’ status, and its first target post-consortiation should be the Huaxia market." The King sighed.

ERV’s rise speed.

Faster than Tang Qing.

Ever since the millennium, how did so many unbelievable things happen, ERV’s powerful rise, Ling’s turnaround against adversity, Huaxia’s economic boom, and the emergence of the prodigy Tang Qing?

Heroes emerging.

What about Saudi Arabia?

One, selling oil.

Two, hugging United States’ thigh.

Three, fighting here and there.

The future would probably revolve around these few things.

With this continuing.

Where is Saudi Arabia’s future? Who knows, next year, GDP might be surpassed by Myanmar. Myanmar, using several products turned around a country’s finance, showing everyone the power of technology.

That was disruptive.

Just the ’oasis’.

The GDP created next year might exceed Saudi Arabia.

This is not exaggerated.

Myanmar Environmental Technology Company’s ten thousand square kilometers’ quota represents over two hundred billion dollars of sales, and then, the profit from this money won’t just lie there, taxation will also be used for investment.

Turning several turns.

It results in a sharp GDP increase, driving industry growth.

Envious.

Just don’t know.

If Ling can hold onto the huge interests in this. The current balance is just based on everyone’s initial bewilderment, once they come around, many people won’t let them earn money that easily over there.

...

Next day.

Morning.

Ayman and his newlywed wife Maji came to the courtyard.

"Tang, is it done?"

"It’s ready."

The Dumai family also came to bid farewell.

"See you again if we’re destined."

Tang Qing smiled and handed over a box. Seeing the packaging, Dumai instantly understood what’s inside, grinning widely. This box, if savored, could last half a year.

"Thank you."

"Goodbye, sister."

"Goodbye."

"Can I visit sister’s house in the future?"

"Of course."

Watching Tang Qing and Ayman’s convoy driving away, Dumai sighed. Despite being a prince, he couldn’t provide much confidence. This identity is useful only here.

Out of country.

If people recognize it, they do; if not, they simply don’t.

"Let’s go, back home."

"Mm."

"Dad, when are we going to sister’s house to play?"

"When you grow up, then we’ll go."

...

Two and a half hours later.

Dubai.

As soon as they stepped out of the airport.

The scorching heat hit, the fighter hurriedly opened the umbrella.

"People here really don’t know how to save." Upon entering the city, seeing rows of high-rise buildings, Ayman smacked his lips. For this wealthy neighbor, he didn’t much like them.

Lost in luxury.

Really seems like throwing money.

"Survival instinct." Tang Qing said.

Unlike Saudi Arabia.

UAE has a heavier crisis sensation, with seven emirates combined only just under ten thousand square kilometers, not even a fraction of Saudi Arabia, hence with money, they can only crazily develop tourism.

Dubai.

Is considered the most famous among them.

It’s no wonder they strive to be the best in everything; the instability of underground resource extraction income, the future income even more unpredictable, as far as Tang Qing knew, a few months later, international oil prices continued to fall.

By the end of the year.

The price might drop to the current fraction.

If Dubai doesn’t struggle, it would really become a dormant fish.

Sailboat Hotel.

Palm Island.

Considered the two most famous, the tallest tower hasn’t been built yet, to be honest, from the perspective of novelty, this place is still pretty good. Here they were, strolling for a day.

Leaving tomorrow.