Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2371 - 2211: Rich Beyond Recognition

After a couple of days.

The 10th.

This marked a remarkable occasion, since every subsidiary firm under Tang Qing's control issued year-end bonuses on this day, apart from the standard monthly salaries paid earlier.

Right now.

Numerous folks had made their way back home, anticipation building as they waited.

...

In a remote mountain hamlet.

Inside an aged tile-roofed dwelling.

"Xiu, why awake so early? You returned late last night. Rest a while longer." From the kitchen, where she hustled about, the mother glanced at her active son and commented.

At these words.

A grin spread across Wu Xiu's face.

"It's alright."

"I'm not worn out."

"I rise at this hour daily; it's become my routine." As a worker at Qingyuan Technology, he knew that in many firms, staff often skimped on sleep.

Yet.

Qingyuan Technology seldom demanded extra hours, granting plenty of downtime for recovery each day. Moreover, the discipline he built during college kept him from craving lazy mornings.

Each evening.

He hit the sack promptly and rose feeling invigorated.

In this period.

Work interruptions rarely jolted him awake, and he avoided those draining after-hours shifts. With spare moments, he could dive into games or similar distractions, but he chose otherwise.

Whenever free.

He delved into books.

Rejuvenated his mind.

Enjoyed tunes, and shared moments with his girlfriend, activities he savored far more than gaming.

...

"That's splendid."

"Mom, allow me to handle the firewood."

"No thanks."

"It's no trouble; I'm idle otherwise." Wu Xiu settled beside the stove, feeding in corn stalks along with some gathered dry twigs.

Close by his ears.

He caught his mother's tales from bygone times.

In the past.

They'd forage for fuel over ten miles away, stripping every leaf in sight. Things had improved now; fuel wasn't as hard to come by, and Wu Xiu could certainly understand that shift.

Back in those tough years.

When he was just six or seven.

He tagged along with his mother to gather sticks, the recollections sharp and clear; family finances were tight then, so all he could manage was to focus on his studies.

Today.

He had achieved real progress.

"Is your job demanding?"

"Quite so."

"But don't you avoid overtime?" His mother inquired with curiosity.

"That's true."

Wu Xiu gave a nod.

"Still, the condition for skipping overtime means completing your assignments. The firm's task schedule assumes a proficient employee wraps up in six hours per day."

"Therefore."

"Regarding the volume of work, it's far from light, though it beats other places where folks pull all-nighters or linger pointlessly at desks."

This aspect.

Wu Xiu appreciated deeply.

Engaged.

Perfectly fine.

Assigned a target, meet it and clock out, no gripes; that's how Tang Qing's affiliates operated, with fixed daily goals that were substantial yet straightforward to track.

A bit of diligence.

A touch of drive.

Get it done.

Then pursue your interests freely; unexpected crises demanding grueling overtime never arose. As Tang Qing put it, if a business couldn't organize routine duties properly.

What's the use?

That's just sloppy oversight.

Sky Eye.

Delivers business solutions, so through various internal tweaks, everyday responsibilities stayed precise and structured.

Once the shift ended.

Relax with fun.

Hit the gym.

Savor delicious meals.

Daily life flowed smoothly.

This.

This truly defines employment!

As she heard her son's explanation, the mother beamed; such productive busyness far surpassed labor that harmed one's well-being, leaving her at ease.

Shortly thereafter.

The food was prepared.

"Go rouse your sister; she burned the midnight oil studying again last night."

"Sure."

Wu Xiu's thoughts turned to his sister, bringing a smile; this year, she was set for the college entrance exams, her marks consistently strong as she targeted Fudan.

After that.

She could join him for fine dining more often.

Before long.

The whole family assembled around the meal.

"Sis, have plenty; you're still in high school, yet white strands already appear in your hair."

Wu Xiu felt a touch worried.

"No issue; many in our class deal with it, nothing major. Once I'm in college, the pressure should ease, and they'll likely vanish." The young girl chuckled.

"Alright."

"Bro, how's Shanghai? Enjoyable?"

"Absolutely."

"..."

The family dug into their meal with joy; supporting a college student wasn't simple, particularly one from Tsinghua, which had stunned the whole village at the time.

Currently.

Having finished school.

Wu Xiu had relocated to Shanghai for work with his girlfriend, landing at Qingyuan Technology two years back; his yearly earnings stirred envy among the locals.

All at once.

A buzz came from Wu Xiu's phone.

"Wow!"

He burst out, catching everyone's notice.

"What's going on?"

"..."

Wu Xiu lifted his device, beaming as he announced, "The year-end bonus has landed, plus the Lunar New Year one as well." The sum astonished his relatives with its size.

More than 170,000!

"Wow!"

"That much? 170,000."

"..."

The parents grew thrilled despite themselves; in 2010, 170,000 could erect a home in the village, yet with farming and kid-related costs, savings stayed slim yearly.

Without doubt.

Learning.

Transforms destinies.

At minimum.

The odds improve.

"Yes."

"Our firm excelled this year; overall revenue hit nearly 400 billion RMB, the leader earned handsomely, so he shared generously with us."

Recalling Tang Qing, Wu Xiu brimmed with respect.

Fortune.

Smarts.

Truly exceptional, and open-handed too; a thought struck him, prompting Wu Xiu to add:

"Mom."

"From over a year's savings combined with this bonus, I've gathered close to 300,000; post-New Year, we ought to upgrade the house."

Upon hearing.

"Keep it for a Shanghai home deposit." The mother dismissed it with a gesture. Her boy was seeing a Shanghai lass, naturally requiring property purchase.

"Not at all."

Wu Xiu shook his head.

"Unnecessary; you may not realize, but our director offers a housing fund program in Shanghai. I've qualified for it, so accommodation worries are off the table."

Certainly.

Funded housing demands funds.

However.

No full upfront demand; qualifying lets you pay in stages, since the firm constructs the buildings, avoiding advance collections for construction.

The enterprise covers the costs.

Lavish.

Vast riches.

"Really?" The father expressed surprise.

"Yes."

Wu Xiu affirmed with a nod.

"Xiao Tong and I both serve in Tang Qing's enterprises, so should we meet housing criteria, our payment stays low, without any strain."

In Shanghai.

Acquiring property.

Even alongside a local partner, burdens persist; not every native is affluent, but the firm just erased their primary hurdle entirely.

Deeply grateful.

"Wonderful; now we're truly at peace."

"Exactly."

"Bro, your workplace sounds amazing."

"..."

The parents kept lauding Tang Qing nonstop; bosses like him were rare gems, and knowing their kids faced no hardships brought full comfort.

"Put in solid effort, and stay honest." The mother advised.

"Got it."

Wu Xiu grinned.

He dined.

And sipped.

A surge of contentment warmed his chest; Tang Qing had reshaped his family's life. Abruptly, his sister's gaze sparkled, "Bro, what's your take on Yantang University?"

From this.

Wu Xiu instantly grasped her aim.

On this matter.

He held strong views, "It's excellent, founded by our Boss Tang, boasting elite national professors and superior learning setup."

"Just short on tradition."

"What? Thinking of applying?"

For typical schools, he might waver, yet the institution his boss created? He'd looked into it thoroughly and found it impressive.

Should she attend.

At least.

With top scores, landing a spot in Tang Qing's firm becomes far simpler.

"Am I eligible?"

His sister ventured carefully.

After all.

It remained a third-tier school; even if entry lines equaled second-tier, most enrollees hit first-tier standards, but in the end...

Would it disappoint their folks?

"Absolutely."

Wu Xiu nodded firmly, no second thoughts, "At our firm, plenty of executives' children strive hard to join Yantang University; it's no slouch by any means."

"I figure this year's entry scores will climb to first-tier levels, and they'll continue upward, boosting its prestige too; if you're keen to go for it."

"I back you fully."