Chapter 87

"WHAT!"

Zhao Kan couldn't help but be startled, and the beer in his cup splashed out. "Qin Lang, are you serious or joking? You really plan to invest money and start a company according to this business plan?"

"That's right." Qin Lang nodded, "Otherwise, why would I go through so much trouble to write this business plan and spend money to treat you to such a fancy place? I just hope you will join me."

"Me? This... I really didn't expect it! Hey." Zhao Kan said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm just a high school student, not even graduated yet. Is it suitable for me to start a business with you?"

"I'm the same as you. I can invest money to start a company as a high school student, why can't you help me manage it?" Qin Lang said, "Moreover, if it were someone else, I might not be so comfortable."

Qin Lang's invitation to Zhao Kan was indeed well thought out, not a spur-of-the-moment decision. Because the security company he planned to start was legally a regular company, but there were definitely some "secrets" in the accounts and business scope. If he hired someone he didn't trust to manage it, Qin Lang would be restless.

Although Zhao Kan was young, he had a talent for business and had learned a lot from his father. He was also good at socializing and entertaining. With a bit more experience, he would definitely be able to handle things independently. Moreover, with experienced partners like Han Sanqiang and Man Niu, starting a security company in Xiayang City should be no problem.

"Brother... just because you trust me so much, I'll do it!" Zhao Kan drained his beer in one gulp.

Young people, even without business experience, have boundless energy and enthusiasm!

Seeing Zhao Kan nod in agreement, Qin Lang then discussed the practical aspects of the company and some precautions with him.

"Good kid, why are you here too! Are you planning to spend all your monthly allowance?" Just as Qin Lang and Zhao Kan were talking, a middle-aged fat man walked over and patted Zhao Kan on the head.

"Damn—Dad, it's you?" Zhao Kan was initially angry at being hit on the head, but when he saw it was his father, he had to hold back and explained, "Dad, it's my buddy who's treating me. This is Qin Lang—Qin Lang, this is my dad."

"Uncle Zhao, hello." Qin Lang stood up and greeted Zhao Kan's father.

"Xiao Qin, hello." Zhao Kan's father was friendly. He thought that a classmate who could treat his son to such a place must come from a family with some means, so he looked at Qin Lang a bit more favorably.

"Mr. Zhao, please come in—this is your son, let him come over for a drink!"

At this moment, a bald middle-aged man waved at Zhao Kan's father, his tone revealing a hint of arrogance. He had a thick gold chain around his neck, exuding a nouveau riche aura.

"Xiao Qin, son. Since we've met, let's go in and have a drink together." Zhao Hongfang said to Qin Lang and Zhao Kan.

"Sure, since we've met, I should at least offer you a drink, Uncle Zhao." Qin Lang said with a smile. No matter what, Zhao Hongfang was Zhao Kan's father and thus his elder. Since they had met, it was only proper to offer a drink, or at least a cup of tea as a sign of respect.

Zhao Hongfang and his group had reserved a private room. After they entered, the food and drinks were quickly served.

Qin Lang had no intention of socializing with the others. He had the waiter pour a cup of beer and said to Zhao Hongfang, "Uncle Zhao, it's nice to meet you. Please take care of me in the future. I'm the younger one, so I'll drink first."

"Xiao Qin, please take care of my son as well." Zhao Hongfang said politely.

After Qin Lang toasted Zhao Hongfang, he ignored the others.

Seeing that Qin Lang had no intention of toasting further, Zhao Hongfang quickly said to Zhao Kan, "Kid, why don't you toast the uncles?"

Zhao Kan was already prepared. He picked up his cup and walked to the bald man. Zhao Hongfang quickly introduced him, "This is Uncle Ma. Uncle Ma is a well-known figure in both the black and white worlds of Xiayang. You should toast him properly!"

"Uncle Ma, you're really impressive. Please take care of us in the future. I toast you—"

"Wait—" The bald man sat steadily, pointing to the Moutai on the table, "Xiao Zhao, if you're toasting, you should drink this!"

"Hard liquor." Zhao Kan said hesitantly, "Uncle Ma, I can only handle so much. Can I skip the hard liquor?"

"That's right, this kid still has to go back to school. Getting drunk and going back isn't good. Uncle Ma, how about we skip it?" Zhao Hongfang also spoke up for his son.

"Young people, if you can't hold your liquor, you should practice more." The bald man said to Zhao Kan, "Xiao Zhao, this is Moutai. One small sip costs hundreds of yuan, and it feels great. If you toast each uncle, you'll have a smooth ride in Xiayang. Using beer to toast shows a lack of sincerity."

The bald man's words made Zhao Hongfang somewhat uneasy. This bald man, Ma Hongliang, was well-known in Xiayang and had made a lot of money from steel trading. He was wealthy and powerful, and had some connections in the underworld. Zhao Hongfang didn't dare to offend him. In fact, this dinner was arranged by Zhao Hongfang to build a good relationship with Ma Hongliang.

"Son, why don't you toast them?" Zhao Hongfang said helplessly, regretting bringing his son along.

Zhao Kan looked at the hard liquor on the table. Although it was Moutai, to him, it was like a time bomb. He had barely drunk hard liquor before, and if he had to toast everyone, he would definitely end up in a mess.

"Mr. Ma, since Zhao Kan can't drink hard liquor, you, as an elder, shouldn't force him." Qin Lang interjected.

"Kid, do you know that everyone here is an elder? Do you have the right to speak?" Ma Hongliang suddenly sneered. He was wealthy and powerful, but his heart was getting smaller. Qin Lang's earlier toast to Zhao Hongfang had already made him slightly annoyed, and now Qin Lang's interjection made him even angrier.

"Brother Ma, please calm down." Zhao Hongfang gave Qin Lang a meaningful look, "Xiao Qin, pour Uncle Ma a cup of tea. Uncle Ma is a big man and won't hold it against you students."

Zhao Hongfang said this out of good intentions, as he didn't want Qin Lang to offend someone like Ma Hongliang.

"Pouring tea won't do. If you want to apologize, you should pour a drink." Ma Hongliang sneered, preparing to make Qin Lang pour a drink as an apology.

"Did I say I would pour you tea?" Qin Lang suddenly sneered.