Upon hearing this, Young Master Wei immediately shut his mouth, which had already opened. His eyes silently scanned the two of them, as he pondered something in his heart.

Mo Lan, however, gripped her teacup so tightly upon hearing Qin Su utter the words "Lan'er" that she nearly crushed it. Who could bear such a long and drawn-out lament?

To put it bluntly, the two are just ordinary friends. But the way he called them that made people think they were a couple deeply in love.

Mo Lan suppressed the shiver in her heart and glanced at Qin Su with a deep look in her eyes. "Since the young master admires Young Master Wei so much, then Yun'er and I will go back to my little courtyard first. You two can continue your conversation."

Before Qin Su could speak, Mo Lan took Zhao Ziyun's hand and left.

Qin Su watched Mo Lan's figure disappear through the door before turning to Young Master Wei and patiently exchanging pleasantries with him.

As for what they discussed, Mo Lan didn't ask, but seeing Wei Gongzi smiling as he led Zhao Ziyun away, she knew that the two had a very pleasant conversation.

After watching Young Master Wei leave, Qin Su went directly to Mo Lan's courtyard and sat down on the soft couch by the window without being invited. "I've been going to the shipyard these past few days. How's it going? Which one have you chosen?"

"We've chosen Zheng's Shipyard and ordered three pleasure boats—one for myself and two for business. They're all made of top-quality materials: teak for the deck and keel, and pine for the rest. Delivery is scheduled for July or August next year," Mo Lan said, waving the document in her hand.

“Since it’s a collaboration, let’s split the money equally. I’ll tell Piaoxue later and have him get you some banknotes.” Qin Su looked into Mo Lan’s bright eyes and said directly.

"Ahem~, let's forget about splitting the cost, I don't need that little bit of money." Mo Lan sat down in front of Qin Su and poured herself a glass of water. "Here's what I'm thinking: I'll provide the pleasure boat, and you can handle all the permits and licenses needed for operation, how about that?"

She suddenly realized that with Qin Su's status, handling these matters would be a piece of cake. With just a hint from him, those people would understand immediately and give the green light. Since he could solve everything with a single sentence, they could simply divide the work and cooperate.

She had a lot of money, and Qin Su's status was also valuable; it was a win-win situation, perfect.

Qin Su listened to Mo Lan's plan, then smiled and looked her over. "If that's the case, I'm actually benefiting from it. I can get half the share without spending any money. Don't you think that's a loss?"

“Cats have their ways, dogs have theirs. You have high intrinsic value, and you can get things done without money. That's your ability, and I understand that, so you don't need to feel guilty.” As Mo Lan spoke, she noticed Qin Su staring intently at her. Confused, she looked down at her clothes. “What’s wrong? Is there something on my face or something dirty?”

"No, your understanding is quite novel."

"Is it novel? I just think that since we're cooperating, we should each do what we're good at, so that we can be more efficient and achieve twice the result with half the effort. That's called each person doing their own job."

"...You think your strength is having a lot of money, while my strength is having a high social status?"

"Of course, is there a problem?" Mo Lan blinked her big eyes. Their collaboration directly embodied two words: money and power.

"No,"

Qin Su looked at Mo Lan's large, grape-like eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly threw his head back and laughed, from a soft chuckle at the beginning to a hearty laugh at the end.

For a moment, Mo Lan was a little confused. How could such a big deal happen without him having to pay? He was overjoyed.