"My electronics factory is currently researching a product called the [Electronic Locker]."
Qin Chuan patiently explained to Fang Rumei. Everyone at the table listened quietly, with a hint of curiosity.
"It has a wide range of applications and is suitable for various public places, such as hotels, restaurants, shopping malls, government units, private enterprises, train stations, airports, bus stations, and a series of other places."
The electronic locker had already been fully put into production and its patent had been applied for. Qin Chuan was not worried about others stealing his product idea at all.
By the time those people actually managed to research it, it would take at least several months, or even longer. By then, he would have already captured the market.
For any new product, the first one to take the plunge always reaped the highest profits, not the followers.
Unless the product itself had significant flaws.
"Holy crap, is your product that amazing?"
Almost as soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, everyone was shocked. This electronic locker, was it really that impressive?
Wouldn't that mean that in the future, all cities, large and small enterprises, and public places across the country would have Qin Chuan's products?
"Haha, I'm just bragging right now. If my products were really everywhere in the country one day, I'd probably wake up laughing in my dreams."
Qin Chuan awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
Everyone at the table showed kind smiles. This young man named Qin Chuan, brought by Yang Conglong, was quite interesting.
Afterward, everyone chatted lively. Qin Chuan also learned the names of the other men and women, all of whom were children of wealthy families with significant backgrounds.
Their families were either in the mining business, owned hotel chains, or were in the jewelry trade. Each one of them was very wealthy.
Fang Rumei seemed very interested in Qin Chuan. It was unclear if it was because their entrepreneurial directions were similar or for some other reason, but she repeatedly initiated conversations with Qin Chuan.
Due to their close proximity, Qin Chuan could smell Fang Rumei's expensive perfume. Occasionally, when they moved, their arms would brush against each other.
"Good evening, everyone!"
Just then, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly echoed throughout the banquet hall. The men and women who had been chatting at various tables all turned their heads in the direction of the sound.
They discovered that at some point, the birthday girl of the evening, An Nuo, wearing a beautiful princess dress, had already stepped onto the stage, holding a microphone.
Beside her stood her good friend, Yang Zimo.
As Qin Chuan looked up, his gaze met with Teacher Yang on the stage.
Teacher Yang's naturally beautiful and exquisite face wore a cool expression as she simply met Qin Chuan's gaze.
At this moment, Qin Chuan felt a peculiar sensation, like a husband caught red-handed by his wife after sneaking around, feeling inexplicably guilty and quickly straightening himself.
He had been so engrossed in his conversation with Fang Rumei next to him that he didn't know when Teacher Yang had come on stage, nor how long she had been watching him.
Fortunately, Teacher Yang's sharp gaze only lingered on him for a moment before she looked away. Qin Chuan felt his back was drenched in sweat.
On stage, An Nuo, holding the microphone, delivered her speech for the evening, essentially encouraging everyone to eat and have fun to their heart's content, while also thanking everyone for their attendance.
After An Nuo finished speaking, the bright lights in the hall suddenly turned off, plunging the entire banquet hall into darkness.
As everyone was wondering what was happening, candlelight was lit. Immediately after, the beautiful flower arrangements around them lit up with colorful lights, transforming the banquet hall into a fairytale wonderland, incredibly beautiful.
Concurrently, a birthday song slowly began to play, and everyone joined in singing...
"Happy birthday to you~~!"
"Happy birthday to you~~~"
A twelve-tiered giant cake was pushed in front of An Nuo. Twenty-three candles were lit on it, representing An Nuo's twenty-third birthday.
Amidst everyone's blessings, An Nuo closed her eyes to make a wish, then blew out all the candles in one breath.
Applause erupted, and everyone cheered enthusiastically.
Qin Chuan also clapped along, but his eyes remained fixed on Teacher Yang on the stage.
"When is Teacher Yang's birthday again?"
He racked his brain and unexpectedly realized he couldn't recall Teacher Yang's birthday.
He did know Li Ya's; it was on the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, still quite some time away.
As for himself, his birthday was on the seventh of the first lunar month!
Qin Chuan felt he had to quickly figure this out, or the consequences could be dire.
Thinking of Teacher Yang's birthday, Qin Chuan subconsciously turned his gaze to his brother-in-law sitting beside him. If anyone knew, Yang Conglong would surely know.
"Brother Long, when is Xiao Mo's birthday?"
Yang Conglong, who was watching An Nuo cut the cake on stage, turned back. "Why are you asking?"
"Just asking casually. Xiao Mo and I are friends, and she's helped me a lot. As a friend, I should at least remember her birthday!"
"Otherwise, if I miss it, the responsibility would be huge!"
Yang Conglong didn't suspect much after hearing Qin Chuan's explanation. He thought for a moment and then said, "Xiao Mo's birthday is on the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month. It's still a long way off!"
"The twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month..."
Qin Chuan memorized the answer silently. Then, his muscles stiffened. If that was the case, it meant it was only a day apart from Li Ya's birthday.
Li Ya's birthday was on the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, and Yang Zimo's birthday was on the twenty-fifth. Could it be that coincidental?
Qin Chuan then felt a surge of intense relief. Fortunately, their birthdays weren't on the same day. Otherwise, it would be game over, protagonist dies, end of story!
At this moment, the lights in the banquet hall brightened again. Exquisite dishes were served to the tables, and the main course began.
Furthermore, a professional band took the stage to perform. Amidst the melodious piano music, An Nuo, accompanied by Yang Zimo, went to each table to offer toasts.
The first table to receive toasts was Qin Chuan's. Looking at Teacher Yang standing beside An Nuo, holding a tray full of wine glasses, Qin Chuan felt a pang of concern.
The tray was not small, and it held both red and white wine, making it quite heavy.
"Zimo, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"
Lu Xiaoshu stood up with a smile and said to Yang Zimo.
"Tonight, whether it's because of our relationship or because you're An Nuo's best friend, we must have a drink!"
"I won't drink."
Yang Zimo's pretty face was as cold as ever, and she replied indifferently.
Lu Xiaoshu, who had been excited, suddenly deflated. His plump face fell, and he said mournfully, "Fairy Yang, you are so heartless! Our childhood friendship, and you won't even have one drink with me!"
Yang Zimo curled her lips. "Who said we were childhood sweethearts? If you talk nonsense again, do you believe I'll sew your mouth shut with a needle?"
"Zimo, your brother is also here today. Aren't you even going to toast your brother?"
Ma Wenbo chimed in.
Yang Zimo glanced at Yang Conglong sitting at the table and glared at Ma Wenbo. "If I were drinking with my brother, would I need to be in a place like this?"
Her words left Ma Wenbo speechless, and he could only let out a dry laugh.
"Sigh, it seems like it's really difficult for anyone at our table to get Zimo to have a drink!"
At this moment, Fang Rumei let out a soft sigh with a smile.
"By the way, this younger brother Qin Chuan just said he has a good relationship with you. Why don't Qin Chuan and Zimo have a drink together?"
Fang Rumei suddenly shifted the topic to Qin Chuan.
"After all, everyone at our table knows each other well. We're all too familiar. Among everyone at the table, younger brother Qin Chuan is the only new face, and he even traveled all the way to the provincial capital to attend this birthday party."
"As friends, Zimo, you won't refuse this time, will you?"