Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2394 - 2234: Striking the British Pound

While strolling forward.

He heard waves of salutations ringing out.

"Hello, Boss Tang."

"Hello, Chairman."

"..."

A soft smile crossed Tang Qing's face as he nodded back. Satisfaction filled him, though not from relishing the crowd's focus—he wasn't so self-absorbed.

Relief washed over him truly.

Five years on.

Lives of those nearby had shifted thanks to his efforts. Familiar figures popped up along the wayside at times, ones he'd spotted solely in the Shanghai Stock Market park.

Unforgettable.

His recall stood out sharply.

One quick look.

And specifics surged up: encounter counts, meeting spots, attire details, hair arrangements—endless facts from his mind.

Sharply clear.

His keen intellect nearly recreated.

The scenes.

Effortless like gulping water, his sharp, quick-whirring thoughts mimicked NZT-48 from "Limitless"—a thrilling rush.

Far superior.

Still.

Tang Qing made his mind ignore select data, such as pulse rates, circulation flows, air heat readings, dampness levels, and the like.

To avoid.

Turning fully robotic.

...

Last month.

Backed by orders exceeding four hundred billion USD, the Asia Dollar's role in worldwide trade currencies eclipsed Huaxia's, seizing the global fifth rank.

Trailing the Yen closely.

What's more.

The divide stayed narrow; vast separations hit only the leading trio.

Dollar.

Euro.

British Pound.

Combined, these seized over seventy percent of international trade dealings—immensely powerful. Sans cheating, dislodging them looked unattainable.

In usual terms.

For March.

Purchasers of Oasis and Modulation Solution mainly used foreign currencies, keeping Asia Dollar usage flat.

Yet.

Keep in mind.

Asia Dollar payments brought rebates, prompting many nations to choose it, and lacking it themselves, they'd trade with holders.

Despite a one percent swap fee.

Even so.

Volumes soared huge!

Deals worth tens of billions, or best hundreds of billions, made Asia Dollar cheaper overall, with bonus cuts exceeding two percent savings.

As a result.

Billions saved right away—no fortune falls free, so savings get chased, sparking a huge Asia Dollar return.

Next.

It circulates via loans once more.

Today.

Scanning the stats, Tang Qing held no fears about passing the Yen—it loomed this year, a clean overtake, free of sneaky ploys.

The top trio.

Form the main goals.

By the blueprint.

Next year spells doom for the Euro. Regarding the British Pound, to block any post-Euro surge, targeted hits prove essential.

The method?

Straightforward.

Back in his old life.

Britain staged Brexit, full of flair and chaos, packed with surprises—this go, advance it years early, synced to the Euro's downfall.

The British Pound.

Must fall beside it.

...

Through the park.

Tang Qing roamed and gazed, tunes of admiration drifting to him now and then, a light grin forming—most cheers hailed the park's nearby job setup.

Six prime parks.

Beijing.

Yangcheng.

Shanghai Stock Market.

Ice City.

Wuhan.

Rong City.

Each spanned wide zones, covering most workers. Once ready, staff picked parks near their home bases.

In turn.

Spring Festival migrations topped one province max, two proved scarce, and festive trips home skipped endless travel woes.

Migrant struggles.

Tang Qing had endured.

So.

Cash no hurdle, he favored keeping workers near kin. Major park hiring wrapped recently.

Now.

Core training grips most, and in two months ahead, as four more parks launch in waves, they'll shift over. His researcher tally has rocketed.

Past seventy thousand outright.

Overtaking Hummingbird instantly.

That said.

Hummingbird's growth will reclaim the lead fast; it's a 'people-heavy' business after all, demanding vast staff.

Save for.

When drone delivery tech peaks one day.

Though.

Tang Qing still shuns broad rollout. True unmanned ops could start today, slashing fifty to sixty thousand roles—dead simple.

Still.

Costs barely register.

Concerning Hummingbird.

Tang Qing sought no vast gains from it; even keel sufficed. Beyond profit hunts, he shoulders public duties.

Job making.

Ranks as public duty.

On Hummingbird.

Teamed with backers, August brings its listing.

Come that time.

Excitement will erupt, Tang Qing thought with a smirk—so many titan allies mean shares will skyrocket on debut.

Possibly.

Claiming top market worth in his holdings!

Regrettably.

Market worth feeds no one; IPO floats two hundred thirty billion USD, all poured into Hummingbird's forward push.

Payouts?

Nope.

Tang Qing dismissed them.

Same for.

His backers, as the stake web widens, those giants focus on Hummingbird's endurance over quick cash.

Hence.

It aligns ideal with Tang Qing.

...

Soon enough.

Tang Qing completed his park sweep. Unlike Shanghai Stock Market's, where he crafted numerous buildings himself, the fresh five stemmed from contests.

Structures all boast distinct flair.

Tomorrow.

The launch event unfolds.

Thus.

Hosts invited crowds, designers among them. Echoing Shanghai Stock Market's, Yangcheng's holds a plush inner lodge.

Yet.

Diverging from Shanghai's old-world charm, this leans sleek and current; aerial views hint at circuit board shapes.

Buildings.

Mimic chips.

Routes.

Trace lines.

...

"Wow!"

"This design stands out so much."

"Gorgeous."

"..."

Atop a "capacitor."

Bags just dropped.

Peering via glass at outer views, two women marveled—they came from 'Youmei Studio,' takers of the initial full design contract.

Yan Xiaomei.

Mu Youyou.

For this trip.

Called to the opening, studio rooted in Shen City, post two-hour-plus drive, they'd reached and scanned the massive buried garage.

Goodness!

Nearly wandered astray.

"Eager to spot Tang Qing." Mu Youyou's gaze lit up; no infatuation held her back from respecting him.

Indeed.

Tang Qing reshaped their fates; the studio once neared shutdown, yet park bids let them unveil key works.

Instantly.

Five wins secured.

Millions in fees rolled in, reversing woes—neither wasted, just leased nicer space to chase dreams.

That moment also.

Sparked minor fame.

Sadly.

World's demands bite hard.

Designs often clashed with trade needs, overly dreamy—routine firms ignored them, chasing standard fare.

Thankfully.

Tang Qing's backing carried real sway, as with Huaxia's top luxury builder—Jinghua Real Estate—seeking their input.

Later.

Multiple ties formed, pulling in over a million.

Such days.

Filled the pair with joy; one on builds, the other finishes, no extra help, all self-done—exhausting but rich.