Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

Just as the shop owner took out a pure gold Guanyin statue, Qin Hao raised his hand to stop him.

"No need to bother."

Qin Hao pointed to the price tag; he wasn't interested in anything else.

The antiques in this small place aren't particularly rare.

Although it's the store's prized possession, it's still relatively rare in this small town, and its price wouldn't exceed ten million.

For someone of Qin Hao's level of wealth, he has little interest in anything less than ten million.

"I just want to ask, when will the price be adjusted?"

The Gold Price Bureau has already announced the latest prices, so Qin Hao should logically start by boosting the surrounding area.

After all, it was really not easy to successfully adjust the price this time.

It was a difficult journey, and only a handful of people know about it.

The shop owner then came to his senses and hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "Adjust it right away! Adjust it right away! According to the latest price from the Gold Price Bureau, no, add two more points!"

This was his first time meeting Qin Hao, and being so close to him naturally made him very excited.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Mr. Qin, is your gold mine still hiring? My son is incredibly strong!"

These words were like a fuse that was lit, and a barrage of questions erupted.

Everyone realized that with such a big boss right in front of them, how could they not cherish the opportunity?

If you could get a job, putting everything else aside, just in terms of prestige, it would be like your ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious smoke.

This is not an exaggeration.

The nearby residents were all eager to get inside.

"I can do the analysis! Let me go to the mine!"

"Mr. Qin, could you show us some high-purity gold?"

"Mr. Qin, I'm getting married soon, but my husband can't afford it. Could you give me a set of hardware for free?"

"..."

Surrounded by eager faces, Qin Hao suddenly remembered what Charlie had said.

Visible gold is more convincing than any announcement.

This certainly seems to be the case now; the madness of these people proves it.

He pulled a small scrap of fabric from his pocket, held it up to the sunlight, and the golden light was so dazzling that it was hard to open one's eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the price of gold will rise, but those who work diligently will always rise faster than the price of gold."

"And your efforts will not become a pile of waste paper."

"Buying gold has always been a way to hedge against risk! And for you, I'm increasing the purity of gold and lowering its price—that's my contribution to you!"

Wow!
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone started clapping, and the applause instantly became a continuous chorus, making the gold jewelry in the display case tremble.

As the shop owner watched Qin Hao's retreating figure, he suddenly slapped his thigh hard and yelled at his employee.

"Adjust the price! Adjust it to the highest standard! Also, call the head office and tell them to take as much stock as they have!"

As Qin Hao walked out of the jewelry store, the sunlight fell directly on his shoulder.

He glanced back at the shops swallowed up by the crowd, a faint smile curving his lips.

He loves the lively atmosphere of everyday life the most.

It has a human touch and a sense of life.

Inside the mine's command tent, Qin Hao had just hung up the phone with Pierre when Aria came over with a cup of hot coffee.

"Was that Pierre on the phone?"

Qin Hao nodded.

"The Gold Price Board is planning a press conference. After all, this is such high-purity gold, and the Gold Price Board hasn't adjusted gold prices like this in a long time. So they want me to come forward with the best high-purity gold samples."

She wore a beige trench coat today, her hair loosely tied back, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks. She looked much softer than usual, lacking some of the princess's nobility.

Since being with Qin Hao, she has been deeply influenced by him.

Perhaps it's because it's someone you like; it always subtly influences you.

No wonder people say that lovers start to resemble each other more and more.

Now let's see how Qin Hao and Ailiya perform, isn't that exactly the case?

Little did they know, the two were about to embark on a dramatic and eventful story.

"Has the gold price bureau finalized it?"

She handed him the coffee, and whether it was unintentional or deliberate, the back of her hand brushed against Qin Hao's hand, and it felt like a small electric current ran through him.

There's a saying that goes, "People who like you will unconsciously want to be intimate with you."

This is also a way to judge whether someone dislikes you or likes you.

Qin Hao took the cup, feeling the warmth on his fingertips.

"Yes, the press conference will be held the day after tomorrow morning. Pierre said that Director Liu will be personally in charge."

He looked up at her, his gaze falling on a stray strand of hair. He reached out and tucked it behind her ear, smiling as he asked, "Will you wear the dress I prepared for you?"

Aria blushed and slapped his hand away.

"Who wants to wear your clothes? I have my own." He said this, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Just then, Charlie came in with a document, his face showing a strange expression.

"Boss, Sophia sent word that her nephew's renovation factory has been shut down, and she's asking you to help her out."

Qin Hao paused, his hand holding the coffee cup, and his expression changed slightly.

"She certainly knows how to seize opportunities."

He recalled the way Sophia looked at him from the corner outside the bar that day, like a fox that had fallen into the water.

“Go tell her to stay put and not get involved in Douglas’s affairs, otherwise no one can protect her.”

Charlie nodded in agreement and was about to leave when Qin Hao called him back.

"Keep a close eye on security at the press conference. That old bastard Douglas didn't get any benefits and his plan fell through, so he'll definitely try to trip him up."

"Don't worry," Charlie winked. "I've already had Ali arrange everything. Not even a fly could get in."

After Charlie left, Arya leaned against the table, playing with her hair with her fingers.

"Are you really going to let Sophia off the hook? She helped Blackstone deal with you before."

"Although she hasn't done anything yet, I still feel that this woman's allegiance is not trustworthy."

Qin Hao walked up to her, leaned down close, and their noses were just centimeters apart.

Whether or not to let her go depends on whether she knows what's good for her.

"As for whether she has any ulterior motives, that's not important. Everyone has selfish motives. The point is whether she can be used by me."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Arya, and could smell the faint floral scent in her hair mixed with the rich aroma of coffee, which warmed his heart.

"But now, there is something more important."

"what's up?"

At such close range, Aria could almost smell Qin Hao's heavy hormonal scent and breath. Her voice trembled slightly, and her heart pounded as if it would burst out of her chest.

I don't know why, but Qin Hao just really likes to tease Ailiya, especially when he sees her blushing.

"Help me try on a tie."

Qin Hao took a dark blue tie out of the drawer and shoved it into her hand. "This is for the press conference the day after tomorrow. You have better taste than me."

Aria glared at him, but obediently picked up the tie and tied it for him.

When her fingers touched his neck, they both paused for a moment. She looked down and could see his clearly defined collarbone, which radiated an irresistible urge to give him a hickey; her ears grew increasingly hot.

"All right."

She suddenly took a step back, pretending to straighten her clothes, but actually adjusting her breathing.

Qin Hao touched his tie; the length was just right. He looked at her teasingly.

"It seems I'll have to trouble Miss Aria with the matter of tying ties from now on."

"Think beautifully!"

Aria turned to leave, but stopped at the door, turned back and glared at him, "I'm not going to attend the press conference the day after tomorrow."

That's all I'm saying, but it will definitely come.

Moreover, who knows how happy this woman might be inside after Qin Hao said that.

That's what women are like.

Knife mouth tofu heart.

Ultimately, it comes down to the man's performance.

Qin Hao smiled as he watched her retreating figure, then picked up his phone and messaged Charlie: "Arrange Aria's seat in the first row, the best seat."

"receive."

"May their sweet dreams leave no trace."

"..."

The next morning, Qin Hao was checking the gold samples he was going to take to the press conference when Ailiya burst in, holding a newspaper.

"Look, Douglas is spouting nonsense in the newspapers, saying your gold is fake!"

The newspaper featured a large portion of Douglas's photo, with the headline "Mysterious Mine Mystery: High-Purity Gold May Be a Scam."

Qin Hao glanced at it and tossed the newspaper aside.

"What's the rush? We'll shut him up the day after tomorrow."

He picked up the gold brick, twirled it in the sunlight, and smiled knowingly.

"True gold is not afraid of being tested by fire, let alone such pure gold."

Seeing his confident demeanor, Aria's anger subsided considerably, but she still muttered, "I just can't stand his attitude."

"Back then, he was the one who begged for mercy the most. He went to great lengths to get you to cooperate with him."

"Then keep a close eye on him the day after tomorrow."

Qin Hao put the gold brick into the velvet box, completely ignoring the person, who was utterly insignificant.

"Watch how I turn him into a clown."

Actually, there was something else that Qin Hao didn't tell Ailiya.

The night before the press conference, Qin Hao received a call from Sofia.

There was a cry in her voice.

"Mr. Qin, Douglas threatened me, telling me to speak ill of you at the press conference, or he would harm my nephew..."

Qin Hao leaned back in his chair, tapped the table, and asked only one question.

"how do you want to do it?"

“I…” Sophia hesitated for a long time, “I don’t want to be controlled by him anymore.”

"Then do as I say."

Qin Hao's voice turned cold. "On the day of the press conference, you hand over the recording of his threats to Director Liu. The rest is none of your concern."

“Okay, if you say so, I’ll do it.” Sophia nodded.

Seeing the woman's change in mood, Qin Hao was taken aback, feeling that she was faking it.

After all, he knew what kind of person this woman had been before.

He changed his personality drastically after realizing it was impossible for him to join his cause.

Besides, Sofia has such a bad relationship with her family.

Would she even care if her nephew was threatened?
After hanging up the phone, Aria brought in breakfast.

"Busy again?"

Qin Hao took the bowl, which contained steaming hot noodles.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he had returned to China.

"A small problem has been solved."

"These noodles are so much like the style of Chinese noodles."

Ailiya chuckled, "I went to Da Hong Shu specifically to learn, just so I could taste the flavors of my hometown."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, blew on it, and held it to her lips. "Why don't you try it first?"

Aria blushed, opened her mouth and ate it, mumbling, "It's alright."

Qin Hao smiled, and while eating his noodles, he had already mentally reviewed the proceedings of the press conference.

He knew today would be a tough battle, but he was confident that he would be the winner.

Seeing that Qin Hao had finished all the noodles, Ailiya was slightly taken aback. "Don't you find it strange?"

She just took a bite and found the taste strange, but since it was something she made herself, she was too embarrassed to say anything.

"This is the most classic flavor of China!"

Qin Hao smiled and praised, "You made it so well for your first time. You really have the potential to be a great chef."

It has to be said that Qin Hao has really excelled in terms of emotional value.

Arya smiled happily after being praised.

What could be more exciting than receiving approval from the man you love?

"It's getting late, let's go."

Qin Hao called Charlie and asked him to bring over that top-of-the-line SUV.

"Ok!"

Ailiya nodded emphatically and obediently followed behind Qin Hao.

Throughout the journey, Qin Hao continued to text Sophia, reminding her not to forget the betting agreement they had signed.

If Sofia doesn't finish, don't blame Qin Hao for being impolite.

Soon, we arrived at the press conference venue.

Charlie parked the car, and as soon as Qin Hao got out, the flashbulbs started going off like they were free.

Aria was already used to it and waved to the reporters.

Surrounded by admirers, Qin Hao greeted everyone as he carried the suitcase onto the stage.

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