Urban God-level Youth

Qin Hao replied, "Pretty good, are you at school? I'm at the company right now, I'll head over in a bit."

"Okay then, you go ahead with your work."

After Qin Hao hung up the phone, Zhao Yuying spoke up, "Mr. Qin, if you're not busy, we'll take our leave. I'll have someone contact Mr. Feng later."

Qin Hao nodded, "Sure, I'll walk you out, Miss Zhao, since I plan to leave as well."

The two walked out of the company side by side, with her studio staff consciously trailing behind.

When entering the elevator, Zhao Yuying told the others, "You take another elevator."

Only Qin Hao and Zhao Yuying were in the elevator.

Zhao Yuying said to Qin Hao, "Mr. Qin, my parents said they would like you to come over for dinner with Meng and Qiao'er tonight. They have prepared a lot of delicious food, including large lobsters, giant crabs, and many other dishes."

A smile appeared on Qin Hao's face, and he nodded, "Okay, please tell Mr. Zhao not to go to so much trouble next time."

Zhao Yuying: "It's no bother at all, they have nothing much to do at home anyway. I'll go back later and help them out."

The elevator soon reached the underground parking lot, and both of them stepped out. After a short while, the staff from Zhao Yuying's Studio also arrived.

Zhao Yuying waived her hand towards him, "Goodbye, Mr. Qin."

"Goodbye, Miss Zhao," Qin Hao nodded slightly in response.

Zhao Yuying got into her Mercedes and then left the place.

Qin Hao drove his Lamborghini to the school.

That afternoon, Jinxiu Group released a message to the public: Jinxiu Group has reached an exclusive strategic cooperation with Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company.

Jinxiu Group invested nearly 1.4 billion to acquire the hotel management rights of Jiangshan Roasted Duck products.

This news caused quite a stir in the industry: 1.4 billion, has Jiangshan Roasted Duck become this formidable?

...

The moment Qin Hao's car entered the school, it attracted a lot of attention.

"Wow, that seems to be Qin Hao's car, right? He's at school today." Someone recognized his car at a glance.

"That car is so cool, I wish I had a rich boyfriend like that," a girl said, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Qin Hao's car.

"What's so great about being rich," someone jealously muttered disdainfully.

"I got his contact information last time, should we ask for it as well? I heard he's easy to talk to."

...

Qin Hao parked his car in the school's parking lot, then called Zhao Qian.

Qin Hao asked, "Zhao Qian, where are you?"

Zhao Qian: "I'm at the Taekwondo Club, come find me. I'm dealing with some matters, or you could wait a bit."

"Then I'll go to the Art Club. Come find me when you're done."

"Okay!"

After hanging up, Qin Hao walked towards the club office building and entered the studio, where many people were painting.

Seeing Qin Hao, they had become used to his presence, took a brief look, and continued with their own paintings.

Qin Hao went to Fan Ruobing's side and watched her paint.

Fan Ruobing's painting skills had clearly improved a lot compared to before. Her talent was exceptional, and coupled with hard work, her level was now even better than that of the teachers at the art academy.

Fan Ruobing: "Somebody contacted my mom yesterday wanting to buy your painting."

Qin Hao: "Did she sell it?"

Fan Ruobing continued painting as she spoke, "I gave my mom one of the paintings to auction off at an auction. My dad is returning in the next few days, so he might not have time to come."

Qin Hao nodded slightly, "Please thank Mr. Fan for me."

Just then, Zhao Qian walked into the studio and called out upon seeing Qin Hao, "Qin Hao."

Everyone in the art studio turned to look, and Zhao Qian felt somewhat uncomfortable under their gaze. She spoke up, "I'm looking for Qin Hao."

All heads turned to Fan Ruobing, their eyes filled with confusion and incomprehension. Who was this person?

Fan Ruobing said, "Your friend is looking for you. Go ahead and see what she wants."

Qin Hao nodded, stood up, and walked over, "Is everything taken care of?"

Zhao Qian was a bit embarrassed, "Yeah, sorry to have kept you waiting."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "It's fine, let's go. Meng and the others should be at home."

As the two left the art studio, everyone inside looked at Fan Ruobing with surprise. What was the relationship between this person and Qin Hao?

And why did the club president seem not to be angry?

Qin Hao and Zhao Qian headed downstairs. When they exited the club building, Qin Hao saw Tang Chen Dong.

He hadn't seen Da Tangchen Dong in quite a while and habitually glanced at Tang's legs.

Tang Chen Dong caught Qin Hao's glance and remembered the scene where he had been forced to kneel, feeling ashamed and angered, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Upon seeing Zhao Qian next to Qin Hao, his embarrassment deepened.

With a cold snort, Tang Chen Dong said to Zhao Qian, "Don't blame me for not warning you earlier."

He didn't dare do anything to Qin Hao, for he was too formidable, and getting beaten would have been pointless.

Zhao Qian frowned, "Tang Chen Dong, you might as well give up on that thought. You're just becoming more and more disgusting."

"Fine, just you wait," Tang Chen Dong said before he got into his car and drove off quickly.

As they walked, Qin Hao said, "If you have any troubles, you can ask me for help."

Zhao Qian nodded, "Okay, thank you."

The two arrived at the parking lot. Zhao Qian started her car and followed him out of the school.

Around four in the afternoon, Zhao Qian followed Qin Hao to the Haoting Sea View Villa District.

Getting out of the car, Zhao Qian's eyes flashed with shock. He actually lived in this kind of place.

The sea view villas here start at no less than forty or fifty million.

Qin Hao said with a smile, "Come in. Meng should be at home."
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Zhao Qian followed him into the villa's living room. Han Meng was cleaning the house. Seeing Qin Hao and Zhao Qian come in, she paused, "Miss Zhao, you've arrived."

Zhao Qian caught a glimpse of Han Meng and was momentarily dazzled.

Because Han Meng was wearing the clothes Qin Hao had bought for her, she looked very pretty.

"I didn't have class today, so I came to see you and Qiao'er. Is Qiao'er around?"

Han Meng quickly poured a glass of water, "Qiao'er hasn't got out of school yet, but she will be back soon, around five."

Zhao Qian and Han Meng chatted for a while, and around five-fifteen, Qiao'er returned, hopping and skipping with a smile on her face.

"Uncle, Auntie Zhao Qian is here too!" she said as she ran over.

Zhao Qian watched her with a smile, "Qiao'er, you are getting prettier and prettier."

"Auntie Zhao Qian, you're getting prettier too, and your figure is even better than before," Qiao'er said sweetly.

Instantly, both Zhao Qian and Han Meng blushed, and Qin Hao felt a bit awkward, "Ahem, Qiao'er, don't talk nonsense, what do you know, you little girl."

Blushing, Han Meng shooed her away, "You little rascal, go do your homework. Mr. Zhao is taking you out for dinner tonight."

Just then, Zhao Qian's phone rang, cutting through some of the awkwardness.

She glanced at the caller ID; it was her brother's number. She answered, "What's up?"

A voice of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy came through, "You are Zhao Han's sister, right? Your brother is in my hands. If you want to save him, come to Haomen KTV, room 3101. We'll be waiting for you."

Zhao Qian recognized the voice; it was Zhao Han's classmate, the same one he had gotten into a fight with.