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

Upon seeing Qin Hao, everyone in the audience simultaneously turned on their cameras and screen recording functions on their phones.

Arya and Charlie took their seats to the side.

Several reporters also took pictures of the two of them.

After all, Ailiya's status is what it is. Although it's not the first time she and Qin Hao have appeared in public, it's enough to make up some gossip and grab attention.

Qin Hao was standing on the stage with his briefcase already open.

He held a gold brick in his hand; its golden light was so dazzling that it made people dizzy, and it made people want to own it at first glance.

That's the allure of gold.

Back then, gold and rose gold were the best-selling colors for Apple iPhones.

Qin Hao cleared his throat, looked at the crowd below the stage, and spoke calmly without a trace of panic.

"Hello everyone, I am Qin Hao."

A brief introduction.

Not many, but enough to be captivating.

You are of noble status, so whatever you do is right.

slam-la-

The audience erupted in applause.

Several leaders from the Gold Price Bureau sat nearby, their faces beaming with smiles.

One of them winked at the host on stage.

"Dear journalists."

The host, following Qin Hao's lead, also cleared his throat.

"This is high-purity gold from the Katanga mine. Our tests show that its purity is over 90%!"

"Let me explain to you what a purity of ninety percent means..."

After the words fell.

The audience erupted in excitement, with reporters pushing and shoving forward as if they were on steroids.

"So there really is gold with a purity of 90%!"

"This is truly an eye-opener, a real eye-opener!"

"Damn it! What kind of analogy is that?! Don't disgust me!"

"..."

Qin Hao then handed the gold brick to the display stand, letting them take as many pictures as they wanted.

Just then, a reporter wearing glasses suddenly raised his hand, as if he had already thought of what to ask. His voice was shrill and piercing, but very fluent.

"Mr. Qin, the purity of your gold is outrageous. I've never seen anything like it on the market. Did you use some kind of high-tech counterfeiting?"

"I've heard that there's a technology that can alter the composition of gold and increase its purity, but it's actually just counterfeit scraps."

The room fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Many people have this question.

In this age of technology and ruthless labor, where even food can be produced, no one can be without apprehension.

Qin Hao recognized the man; he had seen him before at Douglas's banquet.

He slowly picked up the microphone: "My friend, if you don't believe me, you can have a tester come and check it on the spot right now."

"As for high technology, I would like to have it, but unfortunately it's a gift from God, the mineral vein itself is just that amazing."

Whether such advanced technology has emerged yet is a false proposition.

Because local authorities wouldn't release such confidential information.

Another reporter immediately chimed in, his tone provocative: "So how much stock do you have? Don't just pull out this one piece to fool people. If the market price goes up, ordinary people won't be able to buy it!"

This concern is something that everyone values.

It seems this reporter did some research; he wasn't completely clueless, and at least he grasped the psychology of the public.

Because public opinion is a powerful weapon, especially for those who study journalism.

Without a second thought, Qin Hao smiled and said, "The gold already mined is enough to meet the world's high-end demand for six months."

"Furthermore, we are expanding mining to ensure a stable supply. As for prices, the Gold Price Board has set a benchmark price and will never arbitrarily raise prices."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the reporters who were looking for trouble, and his tone turned cold.

"If anyone is worried about not being able to buy it, I can say with certainty that all major banks are underwriting it, and you can buy it at any time."

"As for some people, they should stop trying to pull tricks and focus on doing business properly, that's better than anything else."

"Do you think I don't know you exist? I already know who you are, but I just don't want to take action. It would be too beneath me."

What Qin Hao said was the truth.

These junior reporters are nothing more than a weapon; anyone can use them if they're paid a little money.

Qin Hao had absolutely no interest in dealing with such insignificant people.

His words were not meant for these reporters, but primarily for their masters.

The reporters were rendered speechless by the rebuttal, and seemingly afraid that they had been targeted by Qin Hao, they slunk back into the crowd.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was getting a little off and was about to go off-topic, the leaders of the Gold Price Bureau quickly sent out a message.

Many of the reporters present were invited by the Gold Price Bureau, and they were definitely there to report positive information.

After all, the bidding bureau participated in the pricing and review process this time.

If there's really something wrong with this gold, the Gold Price Bureau will definitely come up with a reason to backfire.

They certainly don't want to see this happen.

Seeing this, other reporters quickly asked more serious questions, such as the progress of the mining and environmental protection measures.

Qin Hao answered each question clearly, and the atmosphere on set became lively again.

Arya looked at the man on the stage and felt that he was radiating light from head to toe. This man was simply too outstanding.

She was truly grateful that the man in front of her was her man; if it had been Sophia's, she couldn't imagine how jealous she would have been.

As soon as Qin Hao stepped out of the venue after the press conference, he was stopped by an old man in a suit.

The old man smiled and handed over a cup of tea.

"Mr. Qin, I am Liu, the director of the Gold Price Bureau."

Qin Hao took the teacup and politely shook hands with him.

"You did well today, you even have a bit of a genius about you."

Director Liu took a sip of tea, his eyes glancing at a certain spot out of the corner of his eye.

"I saw through those reporters' tricks at a glance."

"That old fox Douglas, that's all he's capable of."

Qin Hao raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

He didn't know much about this bureau chief; he had only heard Pierre mention him.

Seeing this, Director Liu knew that there was no point in talking, so he took out a gold-embossed invitation from his pocket and handed it over.

“There’s an auction in America early next month, featuring some rare treasures.”

"I think you're a talented person. I'd like to invite you to broaden your horizons and get to know some big shots in the industry."

Qin Hao accepted the invitation, which had the words "Meicheng International Auction" printed on it.

He considered it for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your consideration, Director Liu. I will definitely go."

Director Liu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do a good job. I have faith in you. This industry needs young people like you who have courage and ability."

After Director Liu left, Aria and Charlie quickly followed.

Ailiya was still clutching the newspapers the reporters had just handed her. The front pages were all filled with photos of Qin Hao holding gold bricks, and the headlines were increasingly exaggerated. Titles like "The New King of Gold Ascends the Throne" and "The Man Behind 90% Purity" practically said Qin Hao was a god descended from heaven.

"These reporters are really good at bragging."

Ailiya rolled the newspaper into a tube and gently tapped Qin Hao's arm.

"But you were really cool when you were talking back to those guys."

Qin Hao looked down at her; sunlight streamed through the corridor window and shone on her face, making even the fine hairs on her skin clearly visible.

He whistled and laughed, "What, are you tempted?"

"Who's fallen for him!"

Aria blushed and shoved the newspaper at Charlie, saying, "Throw it away quickly, it's upsetting to look at."

Charlie chuckled and stuffed the newspaper into his bag.

"Boss, Sophia just messaged me saying she's handed over the recording. Douglas's probably in a panic."

"As expected,"

Qin Hao rubbed his temples, then, as if remembering something, added, "Tell her to keep a close eye on him, don't let that old fox get away."

As soon as the three of them reached the parking lot, they saw Pierre standing next to the car, holding a file folder in his hand, looking rather grim.

"Mr. Qin."

He handed over the file folder and said in a deep voice, "These are the transfer records between Douglas and those reporters. The Gold Price Bureau has already opened a case."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao took the file without looking at it and handed it directly to Charlie.

"Thanks a lot."

Pierre opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only managed to utter one sentence.

"Director Liu has good judgment."

After the car had driven quite a distance, Aria asked curiously, "What does he mean by that?"

"I guess they feel they've chosen the right person to follow."

Looking at the street scene flashing past the window, Qin Hao sneered, "After all, the Gold Price Bureau also benefited this time."

Back at the mine's command post, Charlie placed the auction invitation on the table.

"The City Auction, I heard it's full of antiques and jewelry, and some rare mineral specimens. Douglas goes there every year to join in the fun."

Aria picked up the invitation and flipped through it, her eyes darting around.

"Early next month?"

"It's a good time to catch my breath at the mine, I'll go with you."

"What are you going to do?" Qin Hao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Don't you dislike these kinds of occasions the most?"

"To prevent you from being seduced by other women!"

Aria glared at him and said coquettishly, "That Sophia from last time was up to no good. Who knows what kind of beauties you'll meet at the auction."

Qin Hao was amused by her.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"But you have to promise me you won't lose your temper when we get there."

When did I ever lose my temper?

Aria snorted defiantly, but couldn't help but curl her lips upwards.

Just then, Charlie ran in with a tablet, on which was a news report about Douglas being taken away by the Defense Agency.

The headline reads: "Financial tycoon suspected of manipulating public opinion has been investigated and dealt with according to law."

"Boss, it's done!"

Charlie grinned so hard his teeth were almost showing. "Now no one will mess with us anymore."

"Given his status, this is just a pretext, a formality, but it doesn't matter anymore. I'm just making an example of him."

Qin Hao glanced at the news and turned off the screen.

"Pass down the notice: start expanding mining tomorrow, and pay the workers bonuses at market price."

"okay!"

After Charlie ran out, only Qin Hao and Ailiya remained in the command tent.

Arya walked behind him and gently massaged his shoulders.

"Will things be easier from now on?"

"It's not that easy."

Qin Hao took her hand, and a faint fragrance wafted over.

"There must be a lot of tricks involved in the Meicheng Auction. Director Liu's sudden invitation is not that simple."

Arya bent down and rested her head on his shoulder, her chin against the crook of his neck.

"Who cares? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

Qin Hao could smell the fragrance in her hair, which warmed his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Then you'd better hold on tight, or you'll run away."

"No way!" Aria snuggled closer to him, her voice growing softer and softer. "Unless you push me away."

The setting sun outside the window cast long shadows of the two of them.

The entire command tent was quiet.

Only the occasional sound of machinery could be heard from the distant mine.

This calm is only temporary, but as long as this person is by his side, he seems to be able to weather any storm.

"You tell me, since it's just the two of us, a man and a woman alone, shouldn't we do something?"

Qin Hao lowered his head and brushed against the top of Ailiya's head, carrying the faint floral scent from her hair.

Arya's breathing suddenly quickened, and her eyelashes fluttered gently on his neck, like a startled butterfly.

This level of intimacy was something she had never experienced before.

So Arya was a little uncomfortable.

"do not move."

Qin Hao's voice was low and husky, and although his tone was gentle, it carried a hint of domineering.

"You, um..."

Aria hadn't finished speaking.

Qin Hao lowered his head and kissed her, from her forehead to the tip of her nose, and finally landed on her lips.

Arya's hand froze in mid-air for a moment, then she gripped his shirt tightly, unconsciously holding it.

Only the intertwined breathing of the two remained in the command tent.

At that moment, even the roar of machines outside the window seemed to fade into the distance.

Arya stood on tiptoe and awkwardly responded.

Qin Hao couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

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