Reborn Young Man Hunts Beauties - Chapter 687 The Eldest Son of the Qian Family

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No one knew what Zhao An and Qian Ben were plotting. All they knew was that their conversation lasted only half an hour, and when they came out, they were arm in arm, practically calling each other brothers.
"Then it's decided," Qian Ben said, clenching his fist.
"Print out the contract and start the logistics operation. I'll send someone over to sign the contract. Okay, we've finished discussing the important matters, let's leave it at that for now." Zhao An appeared nonchalant, leaving the thorny issue to the Qian family.
In the transportation industry, it wouldn't be easy for the Fang family to take action against these coal mine owners. The Qian family is a local tyrant, and their long-established network of influence is not to be underestimated. If the Fang family wants to deal with the Qian family, it means they will make even more enemies.
As for finding fault with the product, we welcome them to nitpick.
"Understood, I'll make the arrangements right away." Qian Ben nodded, his expression eager. He knew that according to Zhao An, he could sit in the position of family head for at least ten years!
"Go ahead, I'll go wander around by myself." Zhao An waved his hand. As a person in a higher position, he was no longer the poor guy who couldn't even afford to visit a prostitute.
The Qian family's courtyard house was very large. Zhao An had only taken a few steps when he saw a man of about thirty years old walking straight towards him. The man greeted him from a distance, "President Zhao!"
The man, wearing glasses and appearing somewhat refined, said, "Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am Qian Haoming, and Qian Ben is my father. Let me show you around our night market tonight."
"Yes, just call me by my name, or you can call me Young Master An." Zhao An smiled gently.
Given Zhao An's current status and age, calling him Zhao An is indeed appropriate. However, Qian Haoming is a shrewd person; addressing someone like that would offend them, and there's no need to offend someone just to save face. "Young Master An, this way please."
Besides Qian Haoming, there were two other men following him, one burly and the other somewhat thin, who looked like cunning strategists.
"Not bad, two lackeys, one skilled in literature and the other in martial arts. They have some connections, not bad." Zhao An simply commented.
"Young Master An, you're too kind. These are my two cousins. Thanks to their help, I'm able to handle company matters with peace of mind." Qian Haoming was clearly good at interpersonal relationships, managing to win over his cousins for help—that was quite admirable.
"Just telling the truth." Zhao An turned to look at the scenery outside the window. After leaving the residence, the road was quiet but not deserted. There were houses outside, all two or three-story suites, suitable for a family to live in.
As the car moved forward, we entered the city. Here we could see shopping malls, brightly lit areas, and pedestrian streets.
"Young Master An, would you like to go to the bar for a drink?" Qian Haoming asked, keeping a low profile. As the host, his job was to make sure his guests had a good time. As for women, there was no need to deliberately offer them; his aunt was already very beautiful and sexy, so there was no need to make a fool of himself.
However, as the saying goes, wildflowers always smell sweeter than garden flowers, and some people do indeed like to have affairs with other women, like this father and son.
"No need, I rarely go to bars. Going to those places too often is boring. I'll just wander around casually." Zhao Anke has no interest in that kind of thing.
Saying they're going to bars to find women, do they really think there are that many innocent women there? They're mostly women who like to indulge themselves. What decent person would go to a bar? At most, they'd go to a quiet bar for a drink. Bars filled with heavy metal music have never been that fun.
"What are your hobbies, Young Master An? Can I make some arrangements? Or would you like to see the museums here?" Qian Haoming was a little unsure. This lecherous guy didn't go to bars to pick up women? What the hell? A pervert like him isn't interested in women?
"I don't have many hobbies. My hobby is spending money and playing with women. What's the point of making money? To support my family? You're half right. It's mostly about enjoying life. Let's stop up ahead for a bit. I want to see what's in the museum." A mocking smile appeared on Zhao An's lips.
Rather than playing with those sluts and prostitutes who have been with countless men, he'd rather find some other kind of fun.
The museum is closed at night, but that didn't stop Qian Haoming. As a local bigwig, he could just make a phone call and someone would come to open it.
This is an ancient museum, displaying some Bronze Age artifacts and ancient documents.
As soon as Zhao An entered, he noticed something amiss. The ancient artifacts here all seemed to have a slight glow. Some, however, didn't have any glowing spots; most had glowing spots, while a few didn't, which was quite strange.
Moreover, without the lights on, there is absolutely no possibility of any light appearing there.
“Young Master An, this is an ancient museum that has been renovated since modern times. It houses many cultural relics, all of which have been granted protection,” Qian Haoming explained, also reminding Zhao An not to have any designs on it.
"Are these all genuine antiques?" Zhao An didn't approach, but looked at them from a distance, his eyes filled with thought.
“Yes, they have all been tested and verified.” Qian Haoming nodded, then smiled and said, “This is also a highlight of our city. It’s a museum that has maintained its original character, which is something that Hengdu can only match.”
"What if it's fake?" Zhao An suddenly smiled knowingly.
"This...that shouldn't be possible." Qian Haoming was also a little uncertain, mainly because Zhao An was too talented. Even if he said he could build rockets, Qian Haoming wouldn't doubt it.
"Who can tell the difference between what's real and what's fake? By the way, are there any auctions or gardens around here?" Zhao An suddenly became interested; perhaps these would be good for trading.
“Yes, there are places to gamble on stones at night. Would you like to visit the Antique Garden, Young Master An? It’s a place where you buy antiques. People often come from far away to find treasures. Whether you get ripped off or not depends entirely on your skill. If you’re interested, there’s also a legitimate stone gambling area on the other side, so you can rest assured about that.” Qian Haoming seemed to be getting interested and introduced the place in detail.
It's not that they lack interest, but rather that their interest is too sophisticated. This kind of interest in buying and selling antiques requires a lot of money, and if it's a genuine antique, it can indeed fetch a certain price.
But when it comes to making money, jade is truly the only thing that makes money.

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