No one knew what Zhao An and Qian Ben were conspiring to do. All they knew was that their conversation lasted only half an hour, and when they emerged, they were arm in arm, practically sworn brothers.

"Then it's settled," Qian Ben said, shaking hands.

"Print out the contract and begin the logistics process. I'll send someone to sign the contract. Okay, now that we've finished the real business, let's leave it at that." Zhao An appeared nonchalant, leaving the difficult task to the Qian family.

In the transportation industry, it would be no easy task for the Fang family to take on these coal bosses. The Qian family was a local tyrant, and their long-established network of influence was formidable. Any attempt by the Fang family to take on the Qian family would mean making more enemies.

As for finding faults with the product, they were welcome to do so.

"Understood. I'll arrange it now." Qian Ben nodded eagerly, knowing that according to Zhao An, he could remain head of the family for at least ten years!

"Go ahead, I'll go take a walk around on my own," Zhao An waved his hand. As a man of high rank, he was no longer the poor wretch who couldn't even afford prostitutes.

The Qian family's courtyard was large. Zhao An had only taken a few steps when he saw a man in his thirties walking straight towards him. He greeted him from a distance, "Mr. Zhao!"

The man wore glasses and looked somewhat refined. "Hello, Mr. Zhao. I'm Qian Haoming. Qian Ben is my father. Let me show you around our night market tonight."

"Well, just call me by my first name, or you can call me Young Master An," Zhao An said with a gentle smile.

Given Zhao An's current status and age, there was nothing wrong with calling him Zhao An. But Qian Haoming was a shrewd man, and calling him that would irritate him. There was no need to offend him just to save face. "Young Master An, please come this way."

In addition to Qian Haoming, there were two other men following him: one burly and strong, the other a bit thin, looking a bit like a military advisor.

"Not bad, two henchmen, one civil and one military. They have some connections, not bad," Zhao An commented briefly.

"You're too polite, Mr. An. These are my two cousins. Thanks to their help, I can handle company affairs with peace of mind." Qian Haoming was clearly very good at dealing with people, and he'd enlisted his cousins' help, which was quite impressive.

"Just telling the truth." Zhao An turned to look out the window. After leaving the residence, the road was quiet for a while, yet not deserted. There were also houses outside, all two- or three-story suites, perfect for families.

As the car gradually moved, they arrived in the city. Here, one could see supermarkets, bustling shopping districts, and a pedestrian street.

"Mr. An, are you interested in having a drink at the bar?" Qian Haoming asked, his airs low. As a host, his duty was to ensure his guests had a good time. As for women, there was no need to deliberately offer them. His aunt was very beautiful and sexy, so there was no need to bother with her.

But as the saying goes, wild flowers are always more fragrant than domesticated ones. Some people do enjoy playing with women outside, like both of them, father and son.

"No, I rarely go to bars. They're boring after a while. I just want to hang out." Zhao An had no such interest or hobby.

You say you're going to bars to pick up girls? Do you really think there are so many innocent women out there? They're all those who enjoy being promiscuous. Who would go to a bar with a decent person? At most, they'd just go for a drink in a bar. Bars filled with heavy metal music are never that fun.

"What are Young An's hobbies? Can I arrange that? Or do you want to see the museums here?" Qian Haoming was a little unsure. This lecherous guy wouldn't even go to bars to play with women? What the hell? A pervert with no interest in women?

"Not really. My hobby is spending money on women. What's the point of making money? To support a family? That's half right. It's more about enjoying life. Stop ahead. I want to see what's in the museum." A playful smile curled Zhao An's lips.

Rather than playing with those sluts, whores who'd been fucked by countless men, he'd rather find other entertainment.

The museum was closed at night, but that wasn't a problem for Qian Haoming. As a local tycoon, he could easily get someone to open the door with just a phone call.

This was an ancient museum, displaying Bronze Age artifacts and ancient documents.

As soon as Zhao An entered, he noticed something amiss. The ancient artifacts seemed to shimmer slightly. Some didn't, while most did, with a few not. This was odd.

And without the lights on, there was no way any of the artifacts would shimmer.

"Young Master An, this is an ancient museum, renovated in modern times. It houses many artifacts, all protected," Qian Haoming explained, cautioning Zhao An against any further attempts.

"Are these genuine antiques?" Zhao An didn't approach, but watched from a distance, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Yes, they've all been tested and verified." Qian Haoming nodded, then smiled. "This is one of the highlights of our city. It's a museum that maintains its originality. Only Hengdu can compare."

"What if it's fake?" Zhao An suddenly smiled playfully.

"That's impossible." Qian Haoming was a little unsure, mainly because Zhao An was such a versatile talent. Even if he told him he could build a rocket, Qian Haoming wouldn't doubt it.

"Who can really tell the difference between real and fake? By the way, are there any auctions or gardens around here?" Zhao An suddenly became interested. Perhaps these would be great for trading.

"Yes, there are places to gamble on stones at night. Young An, do you want to go to the Antique Garden? They're all about buying antiques. People often come from far away to find treasures. Whether you can find them depends entirely on your skills. If you're interested, there's a gambling ground over there. It's a legitimate one, so you can be assured." Qian Haoming seemed interested and spoke incessantly.

It's not that they don't have an interest, but rather that their interest is too advanced. This hobby of buying and selling antiques requires a lot of money, and if it's a genuine antique, it can indeed fetch a considerable price.

But when it comes to making money, jade is truly the only thing that makes money.

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