Cao Zijun gave him a thumbs-up. "I like that idea. If you really want to do public welfare, I'll see if I can provide some relevant technical support when the time comes."
Most people with a fisheries background wanted to give back to the ocean, but reality was far more complicated than they imagined. Even if they had the desire to do charity work, they might not have the means—especially for a large-scale Marine Ranch like this, which required far too much investment.
Cao Zijun had spent over a decade making his way through society and had met all kinds of people, but Lu Ao was truly the first person like this he had encountered.
Lu Ao's ambitions were simply too grand. Many of the projects he mentioned were things Cao Zijun would not even dare to consider, yet in Lu Ao's mouth, they sounded utterly ordinary.
If it had been anyone else, Cao Zijun would have assumed they were bragging. But with Lu Ao, he could sense his sincerity.
It really was strange. He wondered which wealthy family's second-generation heir had come out to build a career, spending money with such abandon.
After finishing the tour, Lu Ao asked Cao Zijun about the relevant equipment.
Most of the equipment had been specially customized by Cao Zijun and was not available off the shelf. Lu Ao made a note of it, intending to ask Cao Zijun to order a batch once the Marine Ranch was truly up and running.
He would have to order the equipment from someone anyway. If he went through Cao Zijun, their cooperation would make it more convenient to ask him for help in the future.
After touring the Marine Ranch, Lu Ao returned that evening. This time, he did not insist on taking public transportation