It's over nine in the morning.

Tang Qing came to Chinatown again.

It's not a sugar man.

Just accompany Lin Jiaxue to see the monks' fate. At this time of the day, they all go out to make a pilgrimage in a row. Some of them give money, most of them are for food, some of them have vegetables and some of them have meat.

There are also fruits.

Even packaged snacks.

Very miscellaneous.

Lin Jiaxue bought several kinds of fruits and put them into the monk's bowl. When the monk went away, the crowd dispersed.

"Brother Tang, you are here."

Just about to go back.

Tang Qing saw Cheng Qianqian and was eating a snack he had never seen before.

"Come and have a look."

"Are you going back?"

"Yes."

"Can I go to see you and my sister this afternoon?" Cheng Qianqian looks forward to Tang Qing.

"After lunch, we'll leave here. Next time we have a chance to come back to Yangon, it's my treat." Tang Qing's words disappointed Cheng Qianqian for a while, and the elder brother looked at them kindly.

It's a pity to leave.

"Well, have a good trip." Cheng Qianqian said.

"Thank you."

Separated from Tang Qing.

Cheng Qianqian comes to Grandpa's stall.

Seeing someone hand over the money, Cheng Qianqian's eyes brightened, he trotted across, happily accepted the money and put it in his pocket, changed the change for the guests, and sat down on his stall.

That's right.

She has her own stall.

Sell some little things for girls.

Business is good.

"I just sold you two earrings."

Cheng Qianqian's grandfather handed over four pieces of 100 yuan. Although they are small things, they do not mean they are cheap. Cheng Qianqian, who has a good family, is too embarrassed to sell the things with a purchase price of 35 yuan.

Silver is real silver.

Jade is real jade.

It's a small one. The purchase price of the stall is no less than 100. It's aimed at the middle end customers.

"Great." Cheng Qianqian grabbed the money.

Earned more than 100.

In my heart, I kept counting. Yayuan's hand feel was very good. The workmanship was much better than the previous kyat. Before, even in Yangon, the capital, Myanmar coins were also counterfeit.

And now.

Don't worry about it at all.

It's too difficult to make Asian dollar counterfeit, and it's even more impossible with the national online currency number detection. From the date of the birth of Yayuan to now, Cheng Qianqian has not heard that there has been a fake Yayuan on the market.

Count the money on the street.

Don't worry about being robbed.

A hooligan.

A thief and a liar.

Now it's not in the mine, it's Cong Liang, and the public security is unprecedented. When I pick up my wallet on the road, I will send it to the nearest public security Pavilion. Even if it's not captured by the surveillance, I dare not spend the money in my bag.

Otherwise.

If the money is just taken out.

After they called the police.

All these Asian dollar numbers will be listed as "lost". It will be traced to any money detector in the country. Then, the police come to the door. The next thing will be very troublesome.

Illegally encroach on others' property.

Count it.

Cheng Qianqian takes out a harmonica like thing and swipes it on the hundred yuan Yayuan number in his hand. All the lights flash green, proving that the money is "clean", which is one of the daily businesses.

She used to think it was troublesome and superfluous, but later she got used to it. She also had to lament that such strict supervision of currency circulation has made it several times more difficult to break the law and commit crimes.

The atmosphere is much better.

Afternoon.

Cheng Qianqian is drinking iced juice.

"Handle."

"Dad, why are you here?" Cheng Qianqian looked at his father and wondered. For his girl's family to set up a stall, and his grandfather to sell sugar, Cheng Guangyuan has not been very supportive.

"Come and see you."

Cheng Guangyuan sent Tang Kai and his party away for a walk. He wanted to ask his father and Tang Qing about their experience. This towering tree of the Tang family can't help being careless.

"What's good to see? I'm afraid someone will open my stall." Cheng Guangyuan's father smiled.

"How could it be."

Since zero came to power, there has not been such a strong force here that dare to open a stall.

Come under the awning.

Cheng Guangyuan asked, "Dad, how do you know Tang Qing?"

"Tang Qing? You say little Tang. "

"The young man you spoke to in the morning." Cheng Guangyuan is speechless. You only know people's surnames.

"What happened to him? It's the family of the great man you said. This young man is really extraordinary. He will become a great thing in the future. " Cheng Guangyuan thinks he has a good eye for his age.

“。。。”

Cheng Guangyuan smiles bitterly.

The future?

No future.

Now it has become a big thing.

"It seems that you really don't know who he is."

"Who, is it famous?" The old man looked up and doubted that he had been studying the skill of sugar man all day long. He hadn't heard anything about it for many years. Cheng Guangyuan looks at his little daughter.

"Qian Qian, do you know the name?"

"A little familiar." Cheng Qianqian held his chin and tried to remember

"well, you'd better check it with your mobile phone, Tang Dynasty, green grass." Cheng Guangyuan said.

"Oh."

Cheng Qianqian takes out his mobile phone.

Entered Tang Qing's name.

Instant.

Her eyes widened.

"It's him!"

"Is it famous?" The old man doubted and went to see Tang Qing's news. He was shocked. It's hard to imagine that the humble young man last night would have such an identity.

The richest man in China.

The second richest man in the world.

With assets of more than 150 billion US dollars, now it is estimated that there are 180 billion US dollars after Qingyuan technology goes public. It's a bit frightening. The photo is definitely Tang Qing.

"Too rich." Cheng Qianqian exclaimed. She just remembered the news of a while ago. She had paid attention to it, but it was too far away, too hard to study, and didn't have a deep understanding.

Here's a look.

I really missed a lot.

"Dad, they're gone?"

"Well, just left."

"Where have you been?"

"Devon, on holiday, will be back in China soon."

"It's a pity. I'll take a picture as soon as I know. I'm sure I can envy my classmates." Chagrined, Cheng Qianqian was so close to the richest Chinese that he didn't recognize them.

"I have both ability and virtue, and I see no one wrong." The old man stroked his beard.

“。。。”

。。。

In the evening.

Tang Qing and his party finally arrived at the capital of Delin province.

Jiao Han has been waiting for a long time.

With the development of tourism in Delin Province, the capital city can't be too shabby. It has taken a huge amount of money from the land sales fund to build the city. Like Langyu County, it has built a new city and demolished the old one.

Then sell the land in the old city.

We will build a city for profit.

"Welcome, Mr. Tang." Come to a holiday inn, Jiao Han greets you at the door. The island project is in the south of Delin province. It will be late to catch up, so I choose to stay here tonight.

What makes Jiao Han speechless is.

This morning.

Tang Qing's bodyguards came in advance, checked inside and outside, and brought their own cooks. Ge Feng had mentioned before that Tang Qing attached great importance to security and quality of life. She met for the first time.

But also too much attention.

"Sister Han, you've made it very unique."

Flowers are everywhere.

The vines climbed up the wall to the house.