Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 169 - 148: If a person wishes to die, you can’t stop them_1

Chapter 169: Chapter 148: If a person wishes to die, you can’t stop them_1

For dinner, Tang Qing naturally ate at Lin Jiaxue’s place, as his own family would not cook until tomorrow. After dinner, Tang Qing did not linger around Jiaxue, a delicate girl who had been taxed by a day of labor. Throughout the meal, he noticed Jiaxue yawning several times. Although she tried to conceal it with elegance, Tang Qing, who had been watching her the whole time, noticed it.

Tang Qing himself was not the slightest bit sleepy. If he did feel fatigued, he could use Origin Qi to eliminate it and then make up for the sleep afterward.

Earlier, at his own house, Tang Qing had watched Jiaxue hauling things, sweating in the chilly winter. Sympathizing with her, he urged her not to overwork herself and even tried to get her to sit down and stop working.

But the obstinate Jiaxue stubbornly refused. Claiming that she was not as fragile as paper, she shot back at him and then tossed him a sidelong glance before continuing her work. Tang Qing, feeling for her, did not persist. He knew that Jiaxue, despite her gentle demeanor, was very independent. If he took away her chance to contribute, she might feel useless and unable to offer any help. Unlike some girls who would happily watch you do the work if you tell them not to, Jiaxue genuinely wanted to help him and was not acting out of obligation due to their relationship.

After Tang Qing and Jiaxue had finished washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, it was already dark.

Tang Qing then returned to his own house.

Once back in his room, Tang Qing turned on the light, lay down on the bed with his hands behind his head, stared blankly at the wooden beams, black tiles, and the spider’s web in the corner, and couldn’t help pondering about his past and present life. Unexpectedly, as he was musing, he became somewhat lost.

His past life was already set in stone, nothing much to contemplate, primarily comprised of unpleasant memories.

But what about his current life?

What will happen to him in the future?

Unexpectedly, he found himself mulling over the question he thought he already had an answer to.

Previously, with the system, he firmly believed that his future would be bright. The only concern he ever had was the potential danger when the System Shop opens, but he was full of hope.

Only now did he realize that hope and brightness are not the future; they are merely adjectives. What would his future actually look like?

A banker?

How does the system define a banker?

Owning a bank?

Controlling currency?

Being in command of the right to issue currency?

Or having a say in the issuance of currency?

Or a combination of all the above?

He had asked these questions before, but the system never gave any answers. It just continued to unlock functions to facilitate and assist him but did not provide any specific instructions or explanations. No longer choosing to complain about this infuriating design, he resigned to the fact that it was merely a rigid program which would not respond no matter how much he cussed. As for complaining about the designer, he figured it was pointless. Such an advanced life form, although unknown whether it was human or not, must have had reasons for setting it up that way.

It’s like if the world’s number one chef cooks his specialty dish for you and you don’t like it. You can’t blame the chef’s culinary skills; you can only blame the dish for being distasteful. It’s that kind of absurd ’logic’.

But still.

What to do with the money?

What to do with the weapons?

The system’s attitude towards all this was a lackadaisical ’figure it out yourself’. Some things he understood, but others left him feeling lost and baffled.

He had done a lot of research and planning for Sheng Tang, Sky Eye, Exchange, and more. Though they were all his choices, he never felt like he had complete control over everything.

Because he didn’t know what kind of life the system had ’planned’ for him in the future. Would there be a severe conflict with the life he envisaged? Would it play him to death?

The uncertainty of the future was driving Tang Qing near madness.

In the end, he decided to stop thinking about it. Overthinking would lead to mental issues.

This was something his mentor from his past life had taught him. If he realized that he was delving too deep into a certain thought process and risked causing mental issues, he should stop immediately. It’s like people who blame society, complain about its unfairness, get angrier as they continue to think, become more depressed, and eventually darken their minds. The moment such feelings arise, it’s crucial to nip them in the bud, preventing them from spiraling out of control.

As soon as it was past midnight,

Tang Qing hurriedly began arbitrage transactions. Over an hour later, Tang Qing successfully accumulated over four hundred million in his account.

After using up all his currency exchanges, Tang Qing went straight to bed.

... ... ...

The next day

Early in the morning, Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue were setting off for town to buy supplies for their Chinese New Year celebrations. Lin Jiaxue’s family had purchased theirs long ago.

The morning wind was still chilly. Lin Jiaxue sat behind Tang Qing on the motorcycle. He didn’t indulge in any sudden acceleration or deceleration games because Lin Jiaxue was already holding onto him tightly. They’ve done this many times before, except on extremely hot days. Even though Tang Qing was not allowed to grope her, Lin Jiaxue never rejected contact from other parts of his body, like embracing or holding onto Tang Qing’s arm.

Lin Jiaxue’s face pressed against Tang Qing’s back. Fearful of the wind chilling his beloved behind him. Tang Qing drove very slowly, almost no faster than walking. He felt the soft body against him slowly, finding it very heartwarming. With Lin Jiaxue by his side, he could abandon any troubles.

"Jiaxue? You are finally back, I’ve been waiting for you for a whole year."

As Tang Qing was enjoying this warm moment, a frivolous voice sounded beside him, rather annoying. Tang Qing frowned and looked over, recognizing who it was by the sound of the voice alone --- it was Qin Kong.

Another fly buzzing around.

Only now did he understand why the protagonist in stories often encounters rivals for his love. It was because his girlfriend was too outstanding, and wherever she stood, there were likely many would-be suitors eager to make advances. How could there not be conflicts?

Upon hearing the voice, Lin Jiaxue also frowned and remained silent, turning her face to the side.

"Qin Kong, keep your distance." Tang Qing said coldly. Qin Kong was about the same age as he was. His mother passed away early and the only relative in his family was his gambler father. Influenced by his father, he dropped out of school after primary school, and hung around in society without any proper occupation, attempting to act like a gang leader as depicted in the movies.

Harassing girls was a common occurrence for him. He had a long history of offenses. Tang Qing remembered that in the future, Qin Kong would have his leg broken for messing with the wrong girl essentially castrated when a family decided to settle the matter with money. When Tang Qing thought of this, he couldn’t hold back his disdain. Such a person deserved to be executed. Unexpectedly, Qin Kong would later get involved in drug trafficking and was eventually fed peanuts (a euphemism for being murdered).

"What business is it of yours who I talk to?" Qin Kong scoffed at Tang Qing.

"You’re disturbing me. In dealing with annoying flies like you, I usually swat them dead with one stroke. Looking at your size, which seems to have been hard to come by, I will spare you." Tang Qing retorted straightforwardly. This was unlike his usual demeanor, but he made an exception for Qin Kong. When he thought of this person’s character, he simply couldn’t help it.

He was being generous for not kicking over his motorcycle.

Qin Kong turned out to be a distant relative from his mother’s side. He didn’t remember exactly how distant, but it was very, very distant. A sort of second aunt’s nephew’s mother-in-law’s brother’s somebody. Who knows how Qin Kong managed to weave this relationship. The fact that they both had the surname Qin was mere coincidence, and there was no blood relationship to his grandfather’s branch of the family. Normally, being somewhat related, he wouldn’t be so rude in his speech, but he could not tolerate Qin Kong’s intentions toward Lin Jiaxue.

Last Chinese New Year, Qin Kong shamelessly visited their home, lavishing attention upon Lin Jiaxue. Tang Qing couldn’t take it, and in his irritation, tried to get Qin Kong to leave. But Tang Qing at that time was frail, and where could he match up to the battle-hardened Qin Kong? He was easily defeated, humiliated. In the end, Lin Jiaxue’s father intervened to get rid of Qin Kong. This disgrace still irked Tang Qing.

"Boy, you’re asking for a beating again, isn’t it? The beating you got last year wasn’t enough, was it?" Qin Kong smirked. Ever since he saw Lin Jiaxue for the first time on the street during last year’s Chinese New Year, he developed a lustful interest in her. He swore he must have this beautiful girl and so, in keeping with the principle of pursuing what he wanted, he began to make inquiries. The very next day he went directly to their house, planning first to acquaint himself, and then to conquer naive Lin Jiaxue with his ’wild and unrestrained’ demeanor.

This methodology had always worked for him before. Girls in their adolescence were easily taken in by his sweet talk and their blue ’stallion’. This was the wisdom imparted to him by his seniors, and combined with a bit of charm, it was very effective.

Having heard Qin Kong’s words, Tang Qing did not immediately retort.

Yes.

Tang Qing was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

Would the cliched exchange really start again? Please, no...

Should he fight back verbally or physically? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

But he really didn’t want to have a war of words with a person like him. It was beneath him, considering he was worth billions. However, it would be inappropriate to kick him out physically during Chinese New Year. Although he could probably find someone to clean up the mess, it would be disgusting to visit the police station during the New Year. He still had shopping to do, and he didn’t want Lin Jiaxue to worry.

However, since the troubles had come knocking at his door, he would relieve some of last year’s grievances.

Yes, he must find a way to punish him without affecting his own New Year celebrations. But it was hard to think of an appropriate method.

"Hmph, scared, aren’t you? You’re a coward. How can you protect Lin Jiaxue, she deserves someone like me." Seeing Tang Qing silent, Qin Kong provoked him even more with his annoying comments.

"I..." just as Tang Qing wanted to say something, his eyes inadvertently swept across a metallic gleam on Qin Kong’s waist.

Tang Qing laughed.

He laughed heartily.

Truly, when someone is determined to die, there’s nothing you can do to stop them.

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