Rebirth of the Super Banking System

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. . .

nowadays.

Through the events of these days, many people finally realized the reality. That is, not everyone can take the lead in this kind of project, which is very troublesome.

Take the lead.

Funded.

Profit-sharing.

There is no easy way to get together with each other. Everyone lacks the basic factor---trust, and there is no basis for everyone to be at ease.

Obviously.

They are not qualified.

It works.

Only one who has international credibility, has huge capital, rich experience, good image, and good reputation can do it.

So far.

There is only one.

That is the Bank of Myanmar Group.

In addition.

Looking around, I can't see any of them, but it's not that they don't, but they don't have this business.

After seeing clearly.

A call was made to the Bank of Myanmar Group.

"Great."

"Row."

"Thank you."

"We will definitely support it!"

"..."

After getting a reply from the Myanmar Bank Group, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were very generous, and there was nothing wrong with what happened before.

Right.

Who can make money?

. . .

Africa is lively and lively.

In China.

But it didn't cause much waves, because these days, countless people are concerned about the major event that can affect the future of tens of millions of students-the college entrance examination.

On TV.

online.

Mostly it revolves around.

Qingyan City.

It was June 8th. In the afternoon, with a bell ringing, Tang Nian'er finished her high school after the last exam.

Out of the classroom.

"Suck!"

Taking a breath of fresh air, caressing the hair, and the pretty face, the students who saw this scene were not calm, and their brains were almost empty.

It's all a thought.

"What a nice view!"

But they can only take one more look. They are still students, not many bold ones, and those who didn't go up to strike up a conversation can only whisper in the distance.

"Who is this girl? It's so beautiful."

"never seen it."

"Looking at the school uniform, it seems to be from the third middle school, I really want to get to know it."

"Dreams!"

"Do you dare to strike up a conversation?"

"Don't dare."

"..."

Many people sneaked at that shadow.

The college entrance examination is scattered throughout the city.

therefore.

Not many people know Tang Nian'er.

At this time.

A nearby class walked out and saw Tang Nian'er with a smile on his face. He trot up quickly and shouted with a grin, "Tang Nian'er, long time no see."

Turn your head.

Tang Nian'er immediately remembered when he saw the person coming.

Wu Lang.

The child of a wealthy businessman in Qingyan City, as the name suggests, looks handsome, and is considered a handsome boy, but only here, he is far from Tang Qing.

Although unfamiliar.

Tang Nian'er smiled politely.

"Wu Lang, hello."

One listen.

Tang Nian'er even called out his name, Wu Lang laughed from ear to ear.

"Hello there."

Although the Tang family's rise in Qingyan City is still short, the strength cannot be underestimated. The energy of the richest man in China and the second richest man in the world is enormous.

To Tang Nian'er.

In the upper circles of Qingyan City, there should not be too many deliberate pursuits.

but.

She is just a good girl, who usually doesn't even leave the door.

invite?

Almost all refused.

Even if they agreed, it would be the other way round, asking them to go to the manor to play, which is rare once in a few months. They doubted that it was a kind of polite.

I was convinced later.

This is polite.

"..."

Ok.

admit.

Who calls someone a cow?

A rich father, and a richer brother, the ones he usually play with, probably in his eyes, are like children playing in the mud.

Boring.

Right.

Standing tall, naturally looking far away. Four years ago, when Tang Qing was still in high school, he knew his ‘big brother’---Feng Sen, the son of Feng Hai’s family.

then.

My father is already considered a wealthy businessman in Qingyan City. He was only in the third year of junior high school at a young age, and not long after his contact, Feng Sen went to the capital for the college entrance examination.

same year.

Feng Sen's father was transferred to a neighboring city.

at this time.

He thought of another person.

---Dou Jiao.

He was still managing the Tianyan Group for Tang Qing, and when counted, the people he came into contact with were only the second generation of serious students, and they were only small ones.

Thought of this.

It was another depressed meal.

food.

for drink.

For play.

See you.

......

The Tang family's contact far exceeded their imagination. In the end, the second generation of them simply gave up and invited to play in the mud. It was strange for them to go.

"You must have done well in the exam."

"Okay."

"I'm not so good anymore. I can burn a lot of scent if I can take the exam." Looking at Tang Nian'er, thinking of her achievements in the rumors, Wu Lang suddenly felt speechless.

Tang Qing: Learn God.

Tang Nian'er: Xueba.

Self: Generally.

An inferiority complex spontaneously arises.

"Where are you going to play after the exam?"

"everywhere."

"..."

It's so good that he can walk around by himself, facing a powerful person in his family, he really can't bring up any confidence.

that's it.

There is a sentence.

Nothing.

Wu Lang usually talked about in front of the girl, and he didn't dare to say it. Every sentence must be thought carefully before uttering it.

Status gap.

Let him dare not say anything nonsense.

Chatting.

Come to the school gate.

There were parents standing outside, seeing their children coming out, one by one they went up to care about and inquired. The good ones were happy and the ones who were bad were bitter.

Doorway.

Two big men in black stood, and everyone around them kept their distance.

Parents don't know, but classmates from the same school as Tang Nian'er are familiar with these two faces and know how amazing they are.

As soon as Tang Nian'er went out, the two bodyguards stepped forward.

Upon seeing this.

Wu Lang is a bit envious, so mighty.

"son!"

front.

Wu Lang's mother ran over, looked at her son, and then at Tang Nian'er, her face suddenly smiled from ear to ear, "It turned out to be Nian'er, hello, hello."

To bring family gatherings, it is of course indispensable to have his wife, Tang Nian'er's face, almost never forget how many mothers want to be such a daughter-in-law.

"Hello Auntie!"

Tang Nian'er gave a sweet cry.

Suddenly.

Wu Lang's mother felt weak.

"Great."

"Great."

"Hello there."

Just at this time.

"Sister Nian'er!"

Behind.

A glutinous female voice sounded.

It sounds like a lark, Qin Shiyu came out, and the two were divided into a school. Seeing Qin Shiyu, Wu Lang's mother smiled even more happily.

Hello quickly.

Qin Shiyu.

The second daughter of the Qin family ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If the two daughters of the Qin family are lucky enough to marry one back home, that person will struggle for more than 30 years in this life, no, for a lifetime.

It's a life of lying and winning.

Ok.

I can only think about it in my heart.

Tang family.

It has already reached a very high level, that is, the foundation is a little bit weak, and the rise time is too short, but the wealth it holds can make up for this gap.

Say it again.

They are not rootless duckweeds, they know so many people, if they are willing, through marriage, the Tang family can quickly make up for this part of the shortcomings.

but.

In the style of the Tang family, he may not be willing.

In front of it.

My own home is too ordinary to climb high!