CHAPTER 1830: CHAPTER 1656: TWO CHANCES

Take two steps.

Jingcheng was preparing to check out when he ran into a colleague.

"Here to buy beer again."

"Yeah."

"Why only buy one bottle?"

"To give myself a reason to come out every day for a walk," Jingcheng replied with a smile. People, when they leave themselves some ’room’, can easily become lazy over time. He considered his willpower fairly strong.

However.

Without strong restraint, good habits are not easy to maintain.

This is why he only buys one bottle a day.

"Makes sense, I’ll head off then."

"Okay."

With that said.

The person pushed a small cart away, loaded with a bunch of snacks. Jingcheng knew that every time this person came, he would shop for a week’s worth of snacks to take back and spend the evenings playing games in the dormitory.

As for that.

Jingcheng thought it was quite nice.

Everyone has their own aspirations.

Having something you enjoy doing, not bothering others, not committing a crime, is a good thing.

Afterwards.

Jingcheng continued to browse around the supermarket, only looking without buying, just to see if there were any new products on the shelves, so next time if he needs something, he would know whether they have it here.

Lively.

Only here.

Doesn’t feel like being in the African desert.

The entire supermarket has two floors.

The first floor mainly sells food, and the second floor sells goods. He looked down and realized his shoes seemed to need replacing, so he headed straight up the stairs. It was just as lively up there as it was below.

"So cheap!"

"These clothes are nice."

"Eh? Socks are on sale today!"

"..."

Jingcheng took a look.

Indeed.

Socks were on sale today, equivalent to ten RMB for three pairs in conversion. If this were domestic, they could actually be made even cheaper, but this is the African desert, and it’s already the lowest price.

Any lower,

Sorry.

There isn’t anything like that here.

Jingcheng looked and smiled because almost all the clothing products on the second floor were from Sheng Tang Group. In their own park, Tang Qing was almost monopolizing, but that’s okay, it can subsidize the food.

Otherwise.

Tang Qing isn’t doing charity, why give you so many affordable goods.

Got to earn a little, right!

Came to the shoe section, where there was a crowd trying them on, but Jingcheng wasn’t that fussy. He picked one, reported the number to the staff, had them bag it, and left without even trying them on.

After all, it’s for wearing on site.

No fussing.

Who to dress up for?

Girls?

Sorry.

There are none in their project department, being a Chinese enterprise that runs construction abroad, there are very few girls, and the only place in the entire park where girls are plentiful is Wan Qing Mining Management.

The rest are all guys.

If possible, after finishing this project, he’d like to join Wan Qing Mining, the treatment is good, and there’s no need to follow the project around in Africa. As for developing back home, he would need a stepping stone.

Downstairs.

Checkout.

"A total of one hundred and five RMB."

"WeChat Pay."

"Okay."

Jingcheng opened WeChat, went to the payment page, and the cashier scanned with a gun.

Payment successful.

Jingcheng found it really convenient.

Nowadays.

It’s been over a week since WeChat Pay was launched, and the supermarket had almost installed the equipment on the same day. Only then did they realize that they had already prepared the equipment in advance, just waiting for this day.

On the side.

People from other countries were frustrated.

Why?

Why don’t they have such convenient software? Although there’s an English version, and a French version too, without a Huaxia bank card, it’s impossible to bind to WeChat.

Therefore.

They download it only to chat.

Even.

Since they registered for the international version, even the red packet function is unavailable, because only by binding a personal ID card can one send and receive red packets. In short, the foreign version of WeChat lacks financial functionality.

Looking at the envious glances around.

Jingcheng couldn’t help but feel proud.

Huaxia.

After so many years.

Finally reached a booming period, with a big wave of innovations catching the world’s attention unfolding in that land. For WeChat to open financial features internationally, Jingcheng thought it would still have a long way to go.

- Financial information.

- Personal information.

These all involve public privacy and national security.

Thus.

The biggest hurdle isn’t technology but the laws of various countries. For example, real-name authentication, you have to connect to their identity management systems, and for bank cards, you need to connect to their bank settlement systems.

In a word.

Difficult.

In two words.

Very difficult.

For an average company.

Almost unthinkable, during the process phase, perhaps a homegrown company will emerge, and the plan you’ve painstakingly crafted, their country will see, poses the least risk offering it to a local company.

In that case.

Wouldn’t it be like making a wedding dress for someone else?

Walking out of the supermarket.

A cool breeze blew.

Jingcheng shook his head, being just a salaried man worrying about the business of Huaxia’s richest person, felt a bit surreal, but he sincerely hoped Tang Qing would grow the company stronger, as he was also a fan of Tang Qing.

"Excuse me, please don’t smoke here."

"Ah, okay."

A European worker was about to light a cigarette when stopped by the security at the supermarket entrance, the man’s hand shook a little.

Not a Chinese.

But a European security guard.

Strong and robust.

Just looking at him was intimidating, Jingcheng was also surprised by his physique, but it’s not unusual, since most park security are Huaxia people, but for better communication, they also have Europeans, Arabs, Africans.

Different divisions.

So like this.

A small person coming up against a two-meter giant was a big difference.

After that.

Jingcheng strolled back to the project dormitory.

To the balcony.

Looking at the moon.

A sip of wine.

Cracking sunflower seeds.

Enjoying the nightscape that outsiders couldn’t appreciate, behind each unusual personal habit could be a story, it’s the same for him, at home, his father liked doing the same.