After rebirth, I rely on metaphysics to become the favorite of the wealthy group

Chapter 9 The master must be over 80 years old, right?
After waiting for half a second, there was no response. As soon as the butler raised his hand, the door was opened from the inside.

Zhou Mo leaned against the door, expressionless, "speaking" in a lazy, weak tone, but mixed with a trace of impatience!

"Mr. Meng downstairs said he came to see you." The housekeeper replied cautiously, for fear that Zhou Mo would accidentally kick him.

Zhou Mo paused, "Got it."

She almost forgot that she asked someone from Zhuohua to send her clothes.

After a while, Zhou Mo went downstairs, and there was a young man about 24 or [-] years old sitting on the sofa.

The man was wearing a suit, with a briefcase beside the sofa, and he seemed to have rushed over.

When Meng Qin heard the movement, he raised his head, his eyes flickered, and there was an impeccably delicate face.

Full of beauty with a three-point heroic spirit, Meng Qin forgot to stand up and say hello for a while.

When he reacted, Zhou Mo had already sat on the sofa opposite him.

The butler refills Zhou Mo with a cup of hot tea, and looks at Meng Qin curiously.

He knew Zhou Mo's network, and she didn't know anyone except Fu Sheng.

But the man in front of him is not an ordinary person at first glance.

"You are...you are Miss Zhou?" Meng Qin got up, very surprised, the descendant of senior Zhou Yi was a high school student.

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows, "Yes!"

"Hello, I'm the CEO of Zhuohua, Meng Qin!" He was so excited that he almost forgot that the purpose of this trip was to deliver clothes to Zhou Mo.

"Zhou Mo!"

Brief and concise!

The housekeeper at the side was stunned, Zhuohua is a top haute couture, and he often hears about it from the eldest lady.

Of course, Zhou Qiangqiang didn't have a few gorgeous costumes either!
"I don't know your size, so I take the liberty to help you choose the new style for next season."

Meng Qin could arrange for the person in charge of the flagship store to come over, but he didn't dare to neglect Senior Zhou Yi's descendants, so he made a trip in person to gain a sense of presence!

Zhou Mo doesn't care, Zhuohua's customization is more old-fashioned, which is her favorite style.

Moreover, Zhou Mo was born with a hanger, and he could wear any clothes with his soul.

After a while, Zhuohua staff moved over 100 sets of clothes.

Meng Qin knew that it was impossible for Ms. Zhou to wait for a customized model, so she gave her the latest finished product first.

The housekeeper looked at the clothes piled up in the corner of the living room, and quickly arranged for the servant to move to Zhou Mo's room.

The shock on his face didn't slow down even after Meng Qin left.

Finally, under Zhou Mo's gaze, the housekeeper asked, "Little... Miss, that person just now was Zhuohua CEO Meng Qin?"

Zhou Mo raised his eyes, curled his lips, his expression was so loose that he breathed out, "That's right!"

The butler opened his mouth slightly in shock, and wanted to ask more questions, but Zhou Mo had already turned around and went upstairs, as if he didn't want to say a word to him.

Suspicious, the housekeeper finally came to a conclusion that the CEO of Zhuohua, Nen Nen, must have rushed over because of Mrs. Fu's face.

Otherwise, he would not have believed that Zhou Mo met such a prestigious person.

No, I have to report this matter to my husband!

The next day!

Early in the morning, Zhou Mo went out with Fang Shiji. In order to complement her outfit and celebrate her rebirth, she went to the barber shop to have her hair permed.

Take a taxi to Misheng Plaza!
The two just got out of the car.

Just then, a sharp voice sounded in front of me:

"Zhou Mo, you are really easy for me to find, why didn't you listen to what I said before?"

Jiang Yang took a younger brother and blocked Zhou Mo's way.

Yesterday I saw Zhou Qiangqiang posting on Moments, and learned that Zhou Mo kicked Qiangqiang and her aunt out of the house while her father was away.

He went to Zhou's house early in the morning, but the housekeeper said that Zhou Mo had gone out and did not expect to meet her here.

Zhou Mo raised his head, met the disdainful eyes on the young man, his body trembled for no reason, the fear from the original owner's heart.

Jiang Yang!

The school bully of No. [-] Middle School in T City, the young master of the Jiang family, Zhou Qiangqiang's number one suitor.

Jiang Yang once took the original owner to the amusement park and rode the roller coaster endlessly.

The original owner was so frightened that he fainted before he was willing to let the original owner go, and all he did was just to please Zhou Qiangqiang.

Zhou Mo narrowed his eyes, and there were ice scum in his eyes. If it wasn't for the scarcity of spiritual power, she really wanted Jiang Yang to taste the taste of the soul-killing talisman!
Jiang Yang was stunned, "Are you, that ugly monster Zhou Mo?" In his memory, Zhou Mo was always wearing colorful makeup and wearing orange clothes.

There is no makeup on, the skin is fair and very beautiful, the eyebrows and eyes are three points heroic, seven points cold.

She didn't have any submissive look, how could Zhou Mo dare to look at her like that before.

It feels like suddenly becoming another person!

Fang Shiji said this, so he didn't like to hear it, their patriarch was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

"You're ugly, your whole family is ugly, don't take a piss to see what kind of bear you look like."

Zhou Mo raised the strands of hair that fell on his cheeks and pinned them behind his ears, his eyes seemed to be stern, and he raised his eyebrows, "Who do you think I am?"

This... how is this possible?

Jiang Yang tried his best to convince himself that he knew what kind of person Zhou Mo was.

The well-known love brain in T City, who can't study, has no talent, and has poor character. He didn't hesitate to push his own sister into the water for the sake of a man, and lost his own subsidiary company by gambling.

With a debt of 7000 million at a young age, she is a well-known waste in the socialite circle of T City!

Jiang Yang's eyes fell on Fang Shiji, and he instantly understood why Zhou Mo's life had changed so much.

"Heh, I also said, it turns out that he got rich, and he spent a lot of money on you, right?"

To destroy a girl is to spread rumors, besides, Jiang Yang believed in his heart that Zhou Mo was this kind of money-worshiping woman.

Hearing these words, Fang Shiji rolled up his sleeves, waved his fist, and his fist was empty

Jiang Yang was kicked by Zhou Mo and flew to the gate of the shopping mall.

It attracted a lot of commotion, and passers-by pointed at Zhou Mo one after another.

Zhou Mo didn't care about it!

Jiang Yang's pain penetrated his whole body, and his brain didn't have time to think about how Zhou Mo could kick him away.

Zhou Moren had already walked up to him and stepped on his wrist. Jiang Yang couldn't describe the pain in words.

He only felt a chill down his back, his wrists were so bruised, and Zhou Mo's eerie voice rang in his ears:

She said, "Grandma, I'm in a hurry, go back to heal your injuries, and wait for me to settle the score with you!"

She will pay back all the damage Jiang Yang caused to the original owner, and clean up together with the Jiang family!
Don't these rich kids just rely on their families to work as minions?
Then she will let him experience what is nothing and what is a fatal blow!
As soon as Zhou Mo let go and called, Fang Shiji stepped forward, "You dare to mess with my patriarch, I see you are tired of work."

Fang Shiji looked at Zhou Mo with eyes full of admiration, their patriarch is really cool.

He likes it so much!
Seeing Zhou Mo's leaving back, Jiang Yang's younger brother hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and 120 carried him away after a while.

And this scene was seen by Feng Cheng and Wei Xingzhe who were standing aside.

Wei Xingzhe exclaimed, "Brother Cheng, that girl is so hot and cool."

She is quite handsome, and the girl from an unknown family is not soft at all when it comes to beating people.

Feng Cheng withdrew his gaze, "Let's go."

The two took the elevator to the 12th floor. As soon as they walked into the private room, Wei Xingzhe was a little excited. Thinking of meeting the Tiantian fortune teller, his heart was like a stormy sea.

"Brother Cheng, tell me, the Tiantian fortune teller must be over 80 years old, right?"

(End of this chapter)