Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2404 - 2244: So Powerful

Sanya.

Stepping off.

A place with year-round spring-like weather, yet July brings intense heat, though summers feel far more bearable now, all thanks to the constant temperature clothing.

Along the streets.

By the curbs.

Numerous folks don constant temperature clothing to fend off the blazing sun. Sure, it costs a bit more, but once they've tried it, they agree it's totally worthwhile, particularly for women.

Nearly essential.

Even on a budget.

Everyone needs at least one set.

If not.

Adjusting to this era's sweltering summer proves really tough; while others stay breezy and comfortable, you're left sweating buckets outdoors, with fabric clinging uncomfortably to your skin.

Get one.

Only a couple hundred yuan!

…

Inside the vehicle.

Gazing out.

A grin spreads across Tang Qing's features, not from profits gained, but from sensing how his actions have made the world a tad nicer.

Not bad at all!

Regarding if the constant temperature clothing carries too high a price tag?

Absolutely not.

In Tang Qing's view, the pricing hits just right, not excessively steep or cheap, accessible to the average person. Plus, its longevity shines; having a personal AC in the heat for mere hundreds—does that seem costly?

Consider.

- Cosmetics for skin.

- Imported handbags.

- Hair coloring.

- Car upkeep.

…

People gladly drop thousands on those items, yet for securing a refreshing summer at just hundreds up to thousands, they label it pricey. Fair? Well, Tang Qing pockets this cash without a shred of guilt.

Profits from overseas get applause.

Local gains draw complaints.

Ha!

Such nonsense won't stand with him.

…

Right now.

Smartphones have been around for three full years, sparking a wave of compatible innovations, such as bike-sharing services.

Beyond the glass.

Bikes of all kinds pop up frequently.

Scarlet.

Golden.

Snowy.

…

Rivalry burns hot.

In that mix.

Three fresh companies dominate. Forget OFO or Mobike; they never launched, likely fizzling out early.

These trio of firms.

The first.

Backed by Penguin.

The second.

Backed by Ali.

And finally.

Backed by Baidu.

A three-way standoff keeps things even, while smaller bike outfits scrape by in the gaps; in the early bike battles, many ventures flickered into existence only to vanish quickly.

So much regret.

One hero rises atop bleached bones of the fallen.

Similarly.

These powerhouses climb by trampling rivals, much like the group-buying frenzy where only Meituan emerged victorious, the rest destined for defeat.

The world.

Proves this harsh.

Meal delivery.

Cab services.

Just like bikes, these sectors wrapped up their chaotic phases and crowned their leaders through cutthroat contests. Lurking behind? Penguin and Ali once more.

On that front.

Tang Qing skipped direct funding in any of them.

Indeed.

They hold real potential.

But.

Best to avoid diving in and overwhelming the newcomers; thriving boldly in current domains works fine, plus it spares some arena for others, fostering harmony.

Besides.

ERV holds Penguin's biggest stake.

And he himself owns Ali's largest share.

"…"

With spare moments.

He prefers targeting external foes.

…

Before long.

They pulled up to the villa.

Currently.

Aside from Qin Shiqi and the rest, Second Uncle had just come back from Myanmar to inspect the shipyard. Since this stretch of villas sealed off the beach, Chai Ren stayed away.

So.

A private shoreline is basically theirs. Versus last year, the beach's water clarity has edged up slightly, though matching Delin Province's standards.

Still distant.

After all.

Myanmar's nearby waters faced little prior contamination, steering clear of major currents, as the Indian flow skirts past.

Circling back from the deep seas.

Hence.

At minimum, inside the Exclusive Economic Zone, Delin Province's ocean purity should hold steady for ages, not like local spots where northern flows head southward.

To preserve it.

Investments are essential.

…

At the shore.

"Brother."

"Let's race to build the best sandcastle."

Yet again.

Qin Shiqi called out, undeterred by past defeats, having pulled every trick to claim a single victory; at her words, Tang Qing just rolled his eyes.

"Alright."

And so.

Qin Shiqi triumphed.

The cause.

Simply put... she served as the referee. The sight had the other two girls bursting into laughter, but Qin Shiqi took it in stride—pure amusement all around.

Still.

She truly craves that one real win!

…

The villa.

Under cover.

Tang Qing shares tea and conversation with Second Uncle.

"This round's Myanmar Asia Chamber of Commerce gathering drew a massive crowd." Tang Kai let out a sigh. His Myanmar trip centered on joining that Chamber event.

Nothing else stirred.

Awe.

During the session.

The Chamber head reviewed the past year's member growth, outcomes that delighted all, fueled by personal drives alongside Group backing.

Progress soared unmatched.

A massive force takes shape, and even as a key insider, he must show proper deference to this behemoth.

Far too mighty.

Further.

Stunned by the sheer volume of city-building contracts; post-New Year, nearly monthly, two or three such ventures get greenlit, fully financed.

Monthly figures smash past billions.

Figure it out.

Should this pace hold, annually, urban projects alone might lock in over a trillion Asia Dollars for the Myanmar Bank Group.

Or even.

Reaching 1.5 trillion.

Incredible.

"Ahead lies even greater power and numbers." Tang Qing grinned.

"I'm certain."

Tang Kai agreed with a nod.

Yet.

A shadow of doubt lingers stubbornly. As the proverb goes, big trees draw gales; Myanmar's feats draw global eyes, yet lacking ironclad backing.

How extended will tomorrow last?

Three years?

Five?

He trusts the Myanmar Asia Chamber of Commerce to expand mightily, but its duration? No assurances yet, since bonds form from mutual gains.

Tree topples.

Monkeys flee.

Only.

Who knows if the tree tumbles? Or when? He eyed Tang Qing's assured expression and pushed the concerns aside.

For now.

Should the tree crash, the Tang clan retains Tang Qing.

It endures.

Tang Qing.

Stands as a towering tree in his own right, unable to block every gale, yet plenty sufficient to keep the Tangs flourishing.

…

Afterward.

Tang Kai shifted to lighter matters, sharing bits of Myanmar updates. July marked peak summer there, recent downpours hitting certain regions hard.

Back in prior times.

Such storms would endanger nearby areas and spark city flooding.

But.

This season varies, thanks to widespread river fixes and fresh channels carved out; regional drainage capacity exploded, turning rains that once flooded streets.

Into mere swells in the primary waterways.

Nowhere near flood levels.

All this.

Tang Qing was well aware; torrents fell, yet a net of rivers channeled them away nonstop, halting buildup—beyond dodging floods.

It captured reserves too.

Benefits abound.

Rumors say.

Huaxia plans a delegation to study it.

…

Leisurely moments fly by; Tang Qing enjoys the villa grounds, now and then dropping by the offshore build site to monitor budgets and supplies, guaranteeing steady advances.

Regrettably.

Regardless of speed.

Completion demands time; steel volume matches two carriers, and despite prefab parts, piecing it together stretches out—haste won't help.