As a native of Fengcheng, Wen Jianing was well aware of the Wei Group.
While the Wei Group’s standing didn’t quite match the Cao family’s, it was undoubtedly considered a top-tier conglomerate in Fengcheng.
She hadn’t anticipated Qin Hanchu’s influence to be so extensive.
Not only were Brother Tang and Four Fingers intimidated by Qin Hanchu, but the Wei Group also dared not provoke him.
Wen Jianing had little to discuss with Four Fingers, so she quickly saw him out.
The following morning, Wen Jianing called Qin Hanchu.
Wen Jianing’s parents harbored suspicions that Qin Hanchu was not a good person and wanted her to maintain distance from him.
To prove to her parents that Qin Hanchu wasn't a bad person, Wen Jianing arranged a meeting.
Naturally, she didn't disclose the real reason, so she told Qin Hanchu that her parents wished to express their gratitude in person.
At ten in the morning, Qin Hanchu drove to Blue Shore Cafe.
As soon as he entered the cafe, Wen Jianing greeted him, "Thank you for what happened yesterday."
"Didn't you thank me earlier? There's no need to repeat it," Qin Hanchu said with a smile.
Wen Jianing nodded with a smile, "Follow me."
Upon seeing Qin Hanchu approach with their daughter, Wen Jianing’s parents both rose to their feet.
They had expected Qin Hanchu to be a middle-aged man, but they hadn’t imagined he would be so young.
"Mom, Dad, this is Mr. Qin." Wen Jianing first introduced Qin Hanchu to her parents, then turned to Qin Hanchu and said, "These are my parents."
"Hello." Qin Hanchu addressed Wen Jianing’s parents without using honorifics, as his actual age far surpassed theirs.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, thank you for your help."
Although they felt Qin Hanchu wasn’t a good person, Qin Hanchu had indeed helped Wenjia Village, so Wen Jianing’s father felt compelled to express his gratitude.
"It was a small matter, no need for thanks."
To Qin Hanchu, it was indeed a trivial matter.
He had merely made a phone call to Tang Haiyi.
"Mr. Qin, what business are you in?" Wen Jianing’s mother inquired.
"Strictly speaking, I’m unemployed," Qin Hanchu replied with a smile.
Wen Jianing then said to her mother, "Mr. Qin is a very skilled magician and a highly talented musician. I’ll show you a performance video of Mr. Qin later."
Qin Hanchu did not elaborate, but continued with a smile, "You both are worried I have ulterior motives towards Jianing, aren't you?"
His directness in perceiving their thoughts left Wen Jianing’s parents feeling somewhat awkward.
Wen’s father said, "No, we just wanted to thank you."
"It’s alright, it’s natural for you to have such concerns."
"The reason these underworld figures like Tang Haiyi obey me is simply out of fear; I am not one of them."
"I can assure you that I have no inappropriate intentions towards Jianing, nor will I bring her any harm."
How could Wen Jianing’s parents’ thoughts be hidden from Qin Hanchu, a true deity?
Qin Hanchu did not pretend and spoke his mind directly.
Since Qin Hanchu had seen through them, Wen’s father spoke truthfully, "We are also concerned for our daughter's safety. Please do not blame us, Mr. Qin."
"It is understandable for parents to be concerned."
Qin Hanchu wasn't merely making polite conversation; after all, he was also a father himself.
Given that he was the boss of Tang Haiyi and others, no one would believe him to be a good person.
It was natural for Wen Jianing’s parents to worry about their daughter associating with such influential figures.
"Are you Mr. Qin?"
"We've seen your videos, could we take a photo with you?"
"Can you tell us how you do your magic? It’s truly astonishing!"
"We heard you wrote a song for Lanqing, is that true?"
At this moment, a few college female students noticed Qin Hanchu.
Recognizing him, they excitedly swarmed over.
Qin Hanchu did not show any annoyance at this; he smiled and said to the college students, "Could you please have your coffee first? I can take photos with you after I finish my meeting?"
"Of course, we’ll wait for you," the college students replied happily.
After the college students left, Wen Jianing remarked, "You're quite a viral sensation now."
Qin Hanchu chuckled and said, "If I wanted to, I could become an entertainment superstar within a month!"
"Tsk tsk… Look at you, so impressive." Wen Jianing admitted Qin Hanchu was talented, but becoming an entertainment superstar was not an easy feat.
After chatting with Wen Jianing’s parents for a while, Qin Hanchu then got up to take photos with the college students.
Through their conversation, the elders had come to believe Wen Jianing's words.
Although Qin Hanchu’s demeanor carried a hint of arrogance, he didn’t give off the impression of being a bad person.
As long as Qin Hanchu had no ulterior motives towards Wen Jianing, they were relieved.
As soon as the photos were finished, Wen Jianing walked over and said, "Let's have lunch together. I've already called Zhao Lanqing, and she'll be coming too."
"Alright, where we eat is not the issue."
As Qin Hanchu was speaking, his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was Fang Jianbo’s number, he answered.
"Mr. Qin, a condiment company in Fengcheng wants to purchase the horseradish recipe for twenty million."
"If you're interested, I can give them your contact information."
Fang Jianbo had now become an intermediary.
Those who wished to contact Qin Hanchu would do so through Fang Jianbo.
"Tell them to come to my place tomorrow morning to discuss it."
Qin Hanchu certainly wasn't short of money; he agreed to sell it simply because he wanted more netizens to be able to taste the horseradish.
"Okay, I'll inform them."
As Qin Hanchu was on the phone, Wen Jianing’s parents walked over.
Seeing that Qin Hanchu had finished his call, Wen Jianing asked, "Is something wrong?"
"A condiment company wants to acquire the horseradish recipe and has arranged to meet tomorrow morning." This wasn't a secret, so Qin Hanchu stated it directly.
"So it seems you're going to make a fortune." Wen Jianing said with a smile.
"Twenty million yuan is hardly a fortune."
To Qin Hanchu, twenty million yuan was indeed not much.
However, Wen Jianing's parents were left speechless by Qin Hanchu's remark.
Twenty million yuan isn't a fortune?
That was just too boastful!
About ten minutes later, Zhao Lanqing rushed in.
"Hello, Auntie and Uncle. I'm Jianing's best friend." Zhao Lanqing greeted Wen Jianing’s parents with a smile.
"Hello, Jianing often mentions you," Wen Jianing’s mother replied.
After greeting Wen Jianing’s parents, Zhao Lanqing looked at Qin Hanchu and smiled, "The song you wrote for me is almost ready. You’ll have to help me promote it."
"How can I promote it for you? I don't have any social media accounts." Qin Hanchu replied.
Zhao Lanqing placed her hand on Qin Hanchu's shoulder and chuckled, "You don't have an account, but you have influencer friends! Just ask Xiao Meng and the others to repost it for me."
"How about I arrange a gathering and introduce you all?"
Although Zhao Lanqing and Xiao Meng were on the same platform, they didn't know each other previously.
This was why Zhao Lanqing had asked Qin Hanchu to mediate.