Chapter 1693 (2/2)
August 11.
Shanghai stock market.
The third day after the opening ceremony.
Jinghua real estate is listed.
”Double happiness.”
”Ha ha.” ”
” it's up 30% at the opening. ”
”Of course, Tang Qing is a major shareholder.”
”It's not entirely that Jinghua real estate, the largest high-end real estate company in China at present, has become a big climate and has great potential. As a shareholder, Tang Qing almost doesn't care.”
”I came to Tang Qing anyway.”
”The same.”
”If I don't do it, I'll do it.”
”Vulgar.”
”A shares finally have a stable growth stock. I also specially transferred some money from Myanmar. What makes people angry is that they just sold yesterday and were eaten up.”
”Me too, especially the Myanmar Asia Pharmaceutical Group, has increased by another 3%. I don't know what happened. Have you heard any good news recently? ”
”There is one, but I don't know if I should believe it or not.”
”What?”
”The transcription medium has found a new effect, but I don't know what it is.”
”Really?”
”Is this a panacea?”
”Not much.”
“。。。”
There is no wall in the world, but some of them are relatively high. The shares of Myanmar Asia Pharmaceutical Group are once again favored by big capital, ready to start before full disclosure.
Make a profit.
。。。
Villa.
Tang Qing looks at the book.
The company is listed.
He didn't go to join the party. This is not his holding company. In addition to him, one of the other four major shareholders didn't go. He has a sensitive identity and is not suitable to show up. Only the president is busy.
”Tang, 150 billion.”
Next to it.
The voice of my father came.
150 billion.
This is the total market value of Jinghua real estate.
”Calm down.”
“。。。”
”160 billion.”
”Calm down.”
“。。。”
”170 billion.”
”Calm down.”
Tang Qinglian said three things about calm down, but how can Tang Fu calm down? Although his son's shares are now diluted to only 15%, they are worth tens of billions.
It always feels like a dream.
A few years ago.
Still running a small clothing store, making 200 yuan a day can make people happy. Tang Qing's pocket money is about 100 yuan a month. Who would have expected that, four years later, he will be known all over the world.
My son is so good.
”Tang Tang, when do you say it will break three trillion yuan?”
Suddenly.
Tang mother came.
That's it.
Almost choked Tang Fu. Three trillion yuan. You dare to talk.
”Five years.”
Think about it.
Tang Qing opens his mouth slowly.
Five years.
Some layouts are in the process of being completed.
”Really?”
Tang's mother thought that Tang Qing would say that the market value is a little high now. She was modest about the economic crisis. She said she didn't know, or for ten or twenty years, but she didn't expect Tang Qing to give the answer directly.
”As a goal.”
Tang Qing is still modest.
In fact.
There is no interest in pursuing this.
Two trillion.
Three trillion.
It's just a number, a number that he can make to his heart's content.
”Good, good.” Tang's mother likes to smile, but it's a good thing to have a goal. As for whether she can reach it in the end, she doesn't care much. Two trillion yuan has already stood at the peak of China. Who can catch up?
Even if we set foot in the same place, it is almost impossible for the latecomer to give ten years.
Two horses?
Don't think about it.
It's hard for anyone in the traditional industry to fly so high. The only way to surpass Tang Qing is to take the lead in science and technology. However, with Tang Qing's talent and emphasis on scientific research, how can the latecomers catch up?