CHAPTER 2115: CHAPTER 1937: BREAKING DOWN AGAIN

"Not as good as our island."

After strolling around.

Tang Kai commented with a smile.

Water quality.

Reefs.

Coral.

Beach.

Those over there are top-notch. Hearing this, Tang Qing shrugged, firstly, this place is close to the mainland, secondly, close to shipping routes, thirdly, it hasn’t been specially modified, naturally there’s a difference.

What a pity.

It’s been bought for so long.

The number of times the Tang Family has been there can be counted on one hand.

Similarly.

The seaview villa in Sanya has been deserted for almost a year, going to stay there tonight, and who knows when we’ll come next. After continuous effort, finally living the life he used to despise in the past life.

Gotta say.

It feels pretty good.

...

Three o’clock.

The two got into the car heading towards Sanya. When they arrived, they flew in from Sanya, so it’s not far from there, even if slower, it can be reached in about three hours.

If faster.

It only takes a little over an hour.

As usual.

A leading vehicle.

Several escort cars, not personal cars, Tang Qing hasn’t been extravagant enough to bring a car to the sea province for just one day, still ’rented’, Zhongyu Special Guard has a dedicated car rental service here.

After all.

Among those who travel to Sanya, there are plenty of wealthy people.

Want to show off.

Sure.

Fifteen thousand a day, not too expensive, right? This is over ten million worth of luxury cars, safe and stylish, such a ’people-friendly’ price almost constantly in business, they have even expanded into wedding car services.

Quite popular.

Calculating.

Still pretty profitable, this is an armored vehicle, well-built, military-grade quality, long lifespan, low failure rate, as long as business is continuous, it pays off in three to five years, after that it’s pure profit.

On the road.

Once again gained a wave of attention.

"Damn! What did I just see? Leading vehicle."

"So big."

"Amazing."

"This designer, I’m impressed."

"..."

The leading vehicle is huge.

Generally, people who see it are taken aback, a class above any extended Lincoln, even the United States President’s ride, with a military-grade design concept, it adds an aura of power.

Envious.

Any Rolls-Royce has to step aside. It’s not about looks overshadowing but a different sense of aesthetics, some just like the powerful kind rather than the noble aura of a Rolls-Royce.

Bulletproof.

Enormous.

Extended.

It’s a land beast, even if faced with a truck, colliding poses no issues, such news has been frequent, but the leading vehicle has never disappointed, truly unstoppable.

Thus.

Overtaking.

Slowing down.

Overtaking.

Slowing down.

Just to take a few more glimpses, as to why not just parallel, aren’t there no cars in the overtaking lane?

...

In the car.

Tang Qing was browsing messages while gazing out the window. Today, after the state sent an inspection team, Sanya organized another inspection team to examine the efficacy of the water purifier.

The purpose is simple.

To manage a few large beaches in Sanya, where the water quality used to be fine but has declined over the years, only towering views are pleasing while a close look shows a vast gap from Delin Province.

Nowadays.

More people are traveling to Delin Province.

In contrast.

They complain.

With more complaints, the city is quite troubled, and now seeing the water purifier’s efficacy, they’ve gotten the idea to perhaps upgrade the water quality of a few large beaches.

In this way.

Perhaps they can save some face.

Otherwise.

After one or two times, people won’t come anymore; going to Myanmar isn’t far, visa-free and local expenses are very reasonable, with all sorts of food and entertainment available, soon even train travel to Thailand will be viable.

The heat almost overshadows Maldives.

If changes aren’t made.

Business will be tough.

For the same money, why would people come here to see murky water? Seeing this, Tang Qing chuckled, pretty good, clean and crystal clear makes it enjoyable for everyone coming to Sanya.

Things are good here.

This is also what Tang Qing hoped for.

The development of Delin Province.

Firstly.

To enhance international image, serving the internationalization of the Asia Dollar.

Secondly.

To attract investment, boosting the economy.

Thirdly.

Also a small hope, Tang Qing can’t directly change some things, he can only indirectly influence and set an example, whether they follow and take initiative.

Let’s see.

So far.

The effect is good.

At least.

Compared to his past life, tourism quality here has improved. The crackdown on forced shopping, scams, and rogue travel groups is unprecedented, greatly deterring those illegal traders.

Of course.

They’re the minority, the vast majority are still legitimate. That’s how the world is, doing well is rarely reported, but when a black sheep appears, everyone focuses intensely.

Sunflower seeds.

Watermelon.

Bench.

Keyboard.

Fingers flying fast.

Helpless.

Accomplishing ten thousand good deeds, one bad deed can overshadow like a single leaf covering one’s eyes, this is evidently unreasonable, neither exaggerating nor ignoring problems.

In short.

Objectivity is required, you can’t just dismiss the hard work and efforts of the majority because of it, as for those excessively overpriced attractions making a year’s money in a month... that’s up to what people prefer.

Tang Qing continued to view messages.

Meanwhile.

He also followed the drama.

...

Indonesia.

On a highway, two cars were in a chase, the front was a Toyota, and the one behind was a Honda, both cars had some bullet holes, and they were shooting at each other while in motion.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

"Click!"

"..."

The rear windshield almost shattered.

In the back seat.

A person was shivering, exactly Vika, who felt utterly shattered inside at that moment, despite being hardened over the past few days, he couldn’t handle being amidst gunfire.

Sobbing.

Dad.

I want to go back to prison.

Seriously.

The outside world is too dangerous, too many bad guys, who knew after being snatched by the second wave of robbers, he’d encounter a third wave, and this wave was ruthless, starting off with gunfire.

Ratatatata.

A burst of operation.

They snatched him out.

Instantly.

Vika’s heart turned cold, that was two days ago, back then he was placed in the back seat, greeted by a bunch of peanuts, which scared him to pee his pants.

Terrifying.

The two ensuing days.

More continuous turmoil.

Who would have thought.

As soon as he set off, there was ratatatata, by now Vika was confused, was this by the previous robbers, or new ones, whether the former or latter, damn it... mind-boggling.

Damn!

What’s become of me?

This one steals, that one snatches.

Snatched one day, it happens again today.

Six days ago.

He was lying on the back seat.

Four days ago.

Once again on the back seat.

Two days ago.

Still, today... won’t say more, it’s all tears, Vika suspects whether it’s God moving his progress bar, the same scenario over and over, it’s legendary.

But.

This kind of legend, he doesn’t want, he wants a de... no, prison life, anywhere but in these bad guys’ hands, would anybody kindly take down these villainous robbers?