In the small art studio.


    Fan Ruobing tidied up and, while doing so, she said to Qin Hao, "They are actually quite nice, not as terrifying as you think."


    Qin Hao awkwardly smiled. Nice? They were like starving wolves—how was that nice?


    He wouldn''t dare to come when there were so many people anymore; he was afraid he wouldn''t be able to get out.


    It seemed like Fan Ruobing knew what he was thinking and said, "Don''t worry, they won''t act like that anymore."


    Qin Hao nodded, feeling a bit itchy in his teeth out of spite, "I don''t know which bastard exposed me."


    Fan Ruobing bent over in front of the table and said, "We can start now."


    ...


    He took a deep breath, walked over, and began to draw, holding Fan Ruobing''s hand.


    After finishing the painting, he quickly sat down beside her to calm himself down.


    After pondering for a while, Fan Ruobing began to paint on her own.@@@@


    A few minutes later, Qin Hao also returned to normal and went over to look at what Fan Ruobing had painted, sensing a faint charm in it.


    "Let''s try it one more time," Fan Ruobing said to him after she had finished her painting.


    Qin Hao felt a bit troubled, "President, let''s just call it a day."


    Fan Ruobing frowned, "I don''t mind, what''s a big man like you acting all coy for?"


    Hearing her say that, Qin Hao didn''t hesitate anymore and once again stood behind Fan Ruobing to guide her.


    As he drew, he shared his thoughts, which should help Fan Ruobing learn faster.


    He could hardly bear this kind of torment, so he planned to teach Fan Ruobing as soon as possible.


    At half-past five in the afternoon, Qin Hao left the school,


    He drove back to the company, planning to take Feng Xiangyi with him to the banquet in the evening.


    Qin Hao arrived at Feng Xiangyi''s office and said, "Mr. Feng, get ready. There''s a banquet at six o''clock that we''ll attend together."


    An invisible power struggle was taking place.


    Those close to Qin Hao felt it hard to breathe.


    Although Qin Hao was silent, the aura he inadvertently emitted made others feel repressed and uncomfortable.


    Chen Xiaofeng from Delicious Duck Company, seeing the reaction of the crowd, sighed internally. He doubted these people could pull off something big.


    Young though he was, Qin Hao''s Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and unstoppable.


    He could also see the disdain for everyone present and the arrogance at the bottom of Qin Hao''s eyes—not feigned, but born from extreme self-confidence.


    In his view, such a person would either soar to great heights in the business world or crash disastrously, losing everything.


    At this point, Delicious Duck Company had no other choice; it would either have to join forces with these people to resist Jiangshan Roasted Duck or submit to its embrace.


    Initially, he thought blocking Jiangshan Roasted Duck''s purchase of live ducks might curb its growth.


    But now that Jiangshan Roasted Duck had its own duck farm supply, banding together in resistance was futile.


    Chen Xiaofeng had a clear vision and his own plans.


    Inside the suite, Lin Helai eventually couldn''t help but speak first, "Mr. Qin, gathered here are all the duck roasting and cooked food industry leaders in Jianghai.


    Today, I plan to unite the strengths of everyone to establish a Roasted Duck and Cooked Food Industry Association.


    In the future, we can develop together, seek progress together, and achieve mutual benefits."


    Many people nodded in agreement; they had already received the news and thought it was a good idea.


    As long as Jiangshan Roasted Duck joined the association, everyone would be on the same side. Surely you would not attack your own people then, right?


    If they did attack, it would not only make others in the industry disgusted, but it would also lead to ostracism of Jiangshan Roasted Duck by other industries.


    This would become a major impediment to the future development of Jiangshan Roasted Duck.


    Qin Hao replied with a light smile and said nothing, wanting to see what else Lin Helai had to say.


    Lin Helai continued, "Before that, we need to settle some internal disputes, we can''t be fighting amongst ourselves.


    I''ve heard there''s been some misunderstanding between Mr. Qin and Mr. Wu. Why don''t we use this opportunity to resolve it, with everyone here as witnesses? How does that sound to Mr. Qin?"