Wu Yong looked at Qin Lang and smiled with satisfaction. Introducing Qin Lang to Zhou Ruoyun was something he had done intentionally, and this kid certainly didn't disappoint him.

Zhou Ruoyun was also staring at Qin Lang, his expression a mix of surprise, scrutiny, and a hint of admiration.

"Are you still in university?" Zhou Ruoyun asked after a moment.

"I'm a freshman in Business Administration at Peking University. Oh, I'll be a sophomore when school starts again," Qin Lang replied.

"A sophomore?" Zhou Ruoyun raised an eyebrow. "A sophomore majoring in business administration who has such expertise in the short video industry, you're really something."

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Sister Zhou, you flatter me. I'm just quite interested."

Zhou Ruoyun stared at Qin Lang for a few seconds, nodded, and said, "I feel that your understanding of this project is even deeper than that of the person in our investment promotion department who is specifically in charge of this project."

"Okay then." She put the tablet away, swiped a few times on the screen, and then handed it back to Qin Lang. "Take a look at this timeline. Can you come up with a complete execution plan by next Sunday? If so, I'll assign this project to you."

Just as Qin Lang was about to give a reply, a round of applause suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone turned around and saw Zhao Xiangcheng standing on the small stage in the center of the banquet hall, holding a microphone and smiling at everyone below.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I have some good news to announce."

The noise in the banquet hall gradually subsided, and everyone's attention focused on Zhao Xiangcheng on the small podium.

Zhao Xiangcheng cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "Besides catching up and having a few drinks, I have something important to tell you all today. Xiangcheng Industrial and Shengda Group have just reached a strategic cooperation agreement. The two parties will jointly invest in and develop a large-scale commercial complex project in the Dongcheng New District of Liaobei City, with a total investment of about 2 billion yuan."

A murmur of astonishment rippled through the banquet hall. Two billion yuan—in a third-tier city like Liaobei, that's definitely a huge sum.

"This project will be a landmark building in Liaobei City for the next five or even ten years." Zhao Xiangcheng's voice was filled with a sense of unwavering confidence. "After the project is completed, it will provide at least three thousand jobs and contribute more than one hundred million yuan in tax revenue to the city's finances every year."

Applause broke out, but Qin Lang noticed that not everyone was clapping. Zhou Hongyuan, who was sitting in the main seat, had his left hand on his knee and his right hand on the table, remaining motionless with no expression on his face.

Zhao Xiangcheng raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop discussing for the moment. He hadn't finished speaking yet, and after everyone quieted down, Zhao Xiangcheng continued, "To ensure the smooth progress of the project, we still need to find reliable partners at each stage. Anyone here today who is interested in participating in this project can contact me or my son, Zhao Zhiheng."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Zhao Zhiheng, who walked onto the stage with a confident smile and stood beside his father. After standing still, his gaze swept over everyone in the banquet hall, finally lingering on Qin Lang for a couple more seconds.

Zhao Xiangcheng said a few more words on the stage, then raised his glass and addressed everyone below, "Come on, let's all raise a glass and wish this project a complete success!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere became lively and cheerful.

Qin Lang also raised his glass, staring at Zhao Zhiheng, took a sip of his drink, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qin Lang still remembered this project. In his previous life, there were news reports that this 1.5 billion yuan project ended up being a huge unfinished project. The Zhao family acquired the land, obtained loans, and secured various preferential policies, but when the project was halfway completed, the funding chain broke, leaving behind a mess. Countless suppliers' hard-earned money was tied up in it, and in the end, the municipal government stepped in to bail them out and fill the hole.

During this process, the Zhao family transferred at least 500 million yuan of assets through various means, and finally filed for bankruptcy protection on the grounds of "poor management". Zhao Xiangcheng himself was unscathed and was even portrayed by some media as a "responsible private entrepreneur".

This is how the Zhao family operates: using other people's money to do their own thing, keeping the profits for themselves and making others take the blame for the losses.

Qin Lang placed his wine glass on the table and turned to Zhou Ruoyun, saying, "Sister Zhou, I will prepare a complete execution plan and send it to you before next Sunday."

Zhou Ruoyun nodded. "Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Wu Yong glanced at Qin Lang, then at Zhou Ruoyun, and nodded slightly. Before inviting Qin Lang to today's party, he had already had someone investigate Qin Lang's background. He was an absolute nobody, with no connections whatsoever. The only things that set him apart from ordinary people were his talent for creating silly animations and short videos, and his ability to write online novels.

Wu Yong was worried that if the Zhao family wanted to retaliate, Xiao Qin would be utterly destroyed. Therefore, he had the sudden idea to introduce Xiao Qin to Zhou Ruoyun, hoping Qin Lang could seize the opportunity and latch onto this powerful figure. The reason for this was the city image promotion video project that Zhou Ruoyun had.

He hoped that Qin Lang could use Zhou Ruoyun to get close to the Zhou family, so that the Zhao family would have to think twice before trying to harm him again.

Whether Qin Lang can actually get close to her is up to him...

The banquet was still going on when Qin Lang made an excuse to leave early.

He stepped out of the Kingdon Hotel, and the night breeze hit him, carrying the warmth and humidity unique to summer.

Back home, Qin Lang turned on his computer but didn't rush to write the execution plan for Zhou Ruoyun's project. Instead, he checked the final episode of "Shrimp Cultivation: Starting as a Furnace" and then uploaded and published it.

The video Qin Lang posted at 9 pm caused an uproar on Bilibili within half an hour.

The screen was filled with a dense barrage of comments, almost obscuring the image. The comment section was in complete chaos, and the server even experienced a brief lag.

"Holy crap! How could 'Cultivation Shrimp' have to end like this?!"

"If this ends here, how am I supposed to sleep?"

"Hooray! It's finished! But I'm so sad to finish reading it! It'll be over soon, sob sob!"

"Wait, this ending... Shrimp, you made me cry, you know that? Why did you have to make such a touching scene in such a silly animation?"

"Top floor! Shrimp, you're a silly animation, and instead of being funny in the finale, you're trying to be sentimental?"

"A masterpiece, truly a masterpiece. When will the sequel come out?"

"This is absolutely the best domestic animation on Bilibili this year, bar none."

"Shrimp! Shrimp! I want to charge him! I want to insert coins into him! I want to have his babies!"

"Hey upstairs, I advise you to calm down. We don't even know the gender of the shrimp yet, what if..."

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