Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1595 - 1431: Somewhat Expensive (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1595: Chapter 1431: Somewhat Expensive (Please Subscribe!)

"Future mainstream?"

Hearing this phrase.

Fang Yongjia couldn’t help but feel excited.

Tang Qing’s foresight was widely recognized. If he said it would be the future mainstream, it was certain to be so. Just this one sentence was enough to achieve the purpose of the interview, leaving Fang Yongjia very pleased.

"Thank you, Chairman Tang. I truly appreciate your time today."

Fang Yongjia made sure not to overstep his bounds.

"Goodbye."

Tang Qing didn’t say "it’s no bother."

Otherwise.

You might return next time. I’m not a game checkpoint for you to keep grinding. After exchanging farewells with Qiu Jie and the school officials, Tang Qing left the conference room, with the school officials following closely behind. Qiu Jie joked, "Let’s not make this a habit."

"Thank you," Fang Yongjia expressed his gratitude.

"I’ll walk you out."

"Please don’t trouble yourself. We can handle it ourselves. We still need to pack up the equipment," Fang Yongjia replied quickly.

"Alright then."

Qiu Jie wasn’t insistent.

At over sixty years old, retirement was not far off, though it seemed he might continue for another term. The principal had already reached retirement age, one of the vice principals was also about to retire, and among the remaining candidates, his qualifications were the most solid.

He might just take over.

"Principal Qiu, take care," Fang Yongjia said respectfully.

Once Qiu Jie left.

"These people, each one has more airs than the last," said the accompanying intern reporter with a pout.

He cast a glance at the man.

Fang Yongjia smiled faintly.

"Xiao Sun, don’t say such things lightly in the future. We really are the ones inconveniencing them," Fang Yongjia said. If he could lead the team here, it wasn’t because he lacked tact. Fudan’s school officials were all highly respected individuals.

If not wholly influential.

Then at least close.

Some of the station’s senior leaders were alumni of Fudan, so speaking ill of these individuals was akin to a lack of judgment. As for Tang Qing, he was a pride of Fudan, and a schoolmate to many station leaders—calling him "senior" wouldn’t be out of place.

In essence.

Education.

Was a circle.

And once you reached the upper echelons of that circle, ordinary folks had no right to criticize.

"I heard from netizens that Tang Qing’s uncle didn’t rise to wealth very cleanly. I think we could dig into this—there’s sure to be explosive news there," that man said, his face lighting up with a mischievous smile.

As those words fell.

The others froze.

And stared at him blankly.

The intern noticed the reaction and felt a sense of superiority, thinking "I’m the enlightened one here." He spent all day online, believing he knew some "secrets." He had heard claims that Tang Kai had once smuggled jade and jewellery.

Though not in Huaxia, smuggling in Thailand was still illegal.

"You’re unaware of this, aren’t you?"

The man was feeling triumphant.

Ready to enlighten them.

Only to see Fang Yongjia’s expression suddenly darken, with the other colleagues stepping back instinctively, thinking to themselves how someone’s emotional intelligence could drop so low. His face might as well read: "I’m jealous."

"Xiao Sun."

"Hmm?"

"... Hurry up and pack."

Fang Yongjia’s tone cooled significantly.

In just one minute, he had identified five major flaws in the man: a loose tongue, envy, a penchant for gossip, a lack of gratitude, and low social intelligence. He couldn’t even be bothered to complain anymore.

He wasn’t the guy’s dad.

Nor had he the energy or responsibility to correct him.

The intern would finish his internship and move on, leaving his future to fate. They were part of the city’s TV station, a government mouthpiece. Their stance had three pillars: for the nation, for authority, and for the people.

They weren’t an entertainment tabloid.

Investigate?

Investigate what exactly?

Go ahead and try.

Having some friends stationed in Myanmar as CCTV correspondents, Fang Yongjia had heard about Tang Kai’s early years in Thailand and Myanmar, dabbling in cross-border jewellery. It was common knowledge in Xin’an City.

But do you even know whose hands were involved?

Damn.

One party was Thailand’s military, essentially the country’s ruling authority.

The other was Myanmar’s elite circles of influence.

The laws in both countries were dictated by them.

You want to investigate?

Are you planning to dig a pit and bury yourself?

...

Meanwhile.

Tang Qing returned to the classroom.

While drawing, he glanced at the skyrocketing sales figures displayed on Qingyuan Technology’s official website. Fortunately, they had stockpiled a large inventory according to plan. Seizing this opportunity, they were likely to quickly clear out a significant portion.

Pain-free consumption.

A rather intimidating concept.

But one that brought joy to countless people.

If someone fancied a product but didn’t have enough cash on hand, or couldn’t bear to spend a significant sum all at once, seeing the option to pay across six or twelve months—with interest rates lower than bank-issued credit cards.

Or no interest at all.

Naturally.

Consumers would go crazy.

IOUs.

Huabei.

These functionalities had a massive stimulating effect on e-commerce’s prosperity. With Qingyuan Technology’s IPO on the horizon, Tang Qing had expedited the launch of this functionality, producing astounding results and shocking the industry.

In just three days.

Sales volumes for the "Era" smartphone and tablet had exceeded fifty thousand units.

And the momentum showed no signs of slowing down.

This could be considered a "killer-app," though it was a costly one, as customers paid in installments, yet payment terms couldn’t be dragged out indefinitely, nor did they have an intermediary platform like Alipay to hold funds.

Money was needed everywhere.

Qingyuan Technology was under considerable financial pressure.

However.

For now, they could hold on.

...

The installment plans, of course, weren’t unrestricted.

Otherwise.

Anyone could register with a random ID card and secure a smartphone.

It’d be a breeding ground for swindlers.

To prevent such scenarios, Qingyuan Technology implemented an initial set of requirements: only users with Xiao Xiao accounts could access installments, and accounts had to be professionally certified at certain levels to qualify.

Professional certification.

This tied into Xiao Xiao’s talent pool system, where each ID card corresponded to a single account. In addition to submitting detailed personal information, it was necessary to undergo verification by a legitimate company to complete professional certification.

At the outset.

Only employed individuals could access installment plans.

To avoid bad debt.

Restrictions were quite stringent.

Still, Xiao Xiao’s talent pool already contained over thirty million people qualified under the criteria. Then, three nights ago, Xiao Xiao sent SMS notifications to all eligible individuals.

Immediately.

The internet lit up with enthusiasm. Consumer interest soared, as people who had previously hesitated to spend five thousand yuan on a smartphone found the twelve-month installment plan—costing only around four hundred yuan per month—much more palatable.

Twelve months.

The monthly payments for low and high-end configurations didn’t differ significantly.

The result.

At least half of the users chose the high-end "Era" smartphone and tablet. As news spread, government staff, teachers, and employees of state-owned enterprises who weren’t previously in Xiao Xiao’s talent pool took notice.

They registered with Xiao Xiao.

Underwent certification.

And this became an unexpected bonus.

Customers could use their installment code to pick up their devices at any "Era" exclusive store within their city, which was quick and convenient. Home delivery service was also available.

But it incurred an additional charge of ten yuan.

Otherwise.

The "Era" store employees moonlighting as delivery personnel wouldn’t be sufficient.

...

By evening.

Tang Qing appeared on Shanghai News.

"A peak? No, this is just the beginning," he said.

"Please don’t focus too much on my personal wealth; it’s just a number, and it doesn’t mean much."

"Today, I’m better than I was yesterday."

"..."

It could be said.

While offering motivational platitudes.

He once again subtly promoted the installment service.