Careers

 They stared at the small yacht that had the same independent style as its owner. A man would have to get up all his courage to drive it.

 The yacht drifting on the water surface looked like a feather. Lan Jin hadn’t refitted it. He had only decorated it with paint.

 A golden flying dragon with fierce claws was twisting its body around the boat with an awe-inspiring vibe.

 It was a post-modern style decoration. Among the other clean yachts, theirs looked like the black sheep among the white ones.

 For the sake of their friendship, Qin Guan decided not to make any comments. He just turned around silently, pretending not to see anything.

 In fact, he was interested in their invitation. They sat around the table, talking about business. This was what Chinese people did.

 "Qin Guan?"

 "What's the matter?"

 "Lan Jin and I started a small commercial company. Will you help us run the business?"