Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 159 The secret of the domineering female president!
After eating and drinking, Zhao Zixuan waved to the waiter and prepared to pay the bill.

However, the waiter smiled and told him that the bill had been paid and the total cost for the two of them was US$3900.

He looked at Mao Yourong in confusion and asked, "We agreed to treat you, why did you have to pay for it again? Who is the boss?"

Mao Yourong, however, looked nonchalant, as if this was just a trivial matter.

"If you feel bad about this, do me a favor."

Her amber eyes were twinkling, and she looked tipsy because she had drunk a little red wine. Her elegant face, as sharp as a knife, was faintly flushed, making her even more beautiful and incomparable.

Zhao Zixuan had no idea what she was up to, so he imitated the tone of a Spring Festival Gala skit and said, "Okay, if you have something to say, just tell me."

Mao Yourong's expression became serious. She looked at Zhao Zixuan seriously and asked, "Do you have anything else to do later?"

Zhao Zixuan replied: "It's okay. I'm unfamiliar with Los Angeles. What could possibly happen?"

Mao Yourong suggested: "Then come to my house and have a seat."

Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan tried to stare at her elegant face to catch some clues, but her expression was calm, as if it were an ancient well without any ripples.

He raised a teasing smile and said, "Do you know what it usually means when a lady invites a man to her home late at night?"

Mao Yourong glanced at him calmly and said, "You may be overthinking it. I just want to find someone to talk to and watch a movie to relax. I heard that you like watching Stephen Chow's movies. Do you have any good recommendations for us to watch together?

Zhao Zixuan looked at her in surprise, "How do you know that I like watching his movies? You've done a very thorough investigation. Isn't this an invasion of privacy?"

Mao Yourong smiled slightly and asked, "Didn't you investigate me as well?"

Zhao Zixuan was suddenly speechless and had no answer.

He shrugged helplessly, "Well, you win."

Mao Yourong nodded with satisfaction, "It's settled then, let's go to my house to watch a movie later."

Zhao Zixuan thought for a moment and found that he could not find any reason to refuse.

To be honest, he was also quite curious about what the domineering female president's home looked like.

So, the two of them walked out of the Michelin restaurant together and got into the Lincoln business car waiting outside.

In the car, Zhao Zixuan and Mao Yourong sat side by side. During the conversation, they learned that her home was located in the legendary Beverly Hills.

This place, known as "the most prestigious residential area in the world", is not only a symbol of wealth and fame, but also the dream habitat of many Hollywood stars.

It is located on the picturesque Pacific coast, complementing the Beverly Hills, and attracts countless tourists every year.

Beverly Hills is surrounded by many cities in Los Angeles. Wilshire Boulevard, Santa Monica Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard constitute its main roads, while Beverly Boulevard and Rodeo Drive are a shopper's paradise.

Beverly Hills is not large, only about 6 square miles, with a population of 35000, so when you visit Beverly Hills, you can slowly appreciate the beautiful scenery here.

Mao Yourong's mansion is located in this prosperous area. The exterior style is more like a French mansion. The mansion has a construction area of ​​3.6 square feet (about 3344 square meters) and covers an area of ​​2 acres (about 8093 square meters). It is located on the hillside of Beverly Hills and overlooks the famous Sunset Boulevard.

This mansion is also known as the Beverly Hills Mansion.

As soon as Zhao Zixuan stepped into the mansion, he was immediately attracted by the unique interior decoration. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your taste is really high-end. This is the first time I have seen such an artistic and luxurious decoration style. It feels full of the smell of money..."

After a pause, he suddenly turned to look at Mao Yourong and said, "Rich sister, what should I do if I suddenly don't want to work hard?"

Mao Yourong looked at him with a half-smile, "Okay, then I'll get you a steel wool to see where your bottom line is."

“My bottom line is that there is no bottom line.”

Zhao Zixuan continued to joke: "But forget about steel wool or something like that. I know its flower language is wealth and forbearance. But as the old saying goes, wealth cannot corrupt, poverty cannot move, and might cannot bend. Well, it refers to a real man like me."

"I didn't expect you to be such a poor person." Mao Yourong looked at his sunny, handsome, young face carefully for a few seconds, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Well, quite handsome!
Just a little bit younger.

Zhao Zixuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and inexplicably sensed a hint of heat hidden in the eyes of the domineering female CEO.

Is it an illusion?
He shook his head slightly, walked into the living room, looked around, and asked casually: "This house is probably not cheap, right? How much did it cost?"

Mao Yourong's high heels tapped lightly on the floor, making a clear and pleasant sound. She followed behind Zhao Zixuan and said indifferently, "It's not expensive, only 3450 million US dollars. I remember that this house was bought three years ago, in 2012."

Zhao Zixuan secretly smacked his lips and complained: "3450 million US dollars is not expensive? It's over million RMB, okay? You really don't take money seriously, do you?"

Rich people have a different mentality. In her eyes, 3450 million US dollars is just like 3450 yuan. After saying this, she still had a fresh and calm attitude.

It's just very pretentious.

But they are pretending with confidence.

Strictly speaking, this is no longer pretending, but more like a natural sense of superiority.

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but feel a little envious and jealous, thinking that some people are indeed born in Rome, while some people can never reach Rome even if they work hard all their lives.

Mao Yourong found a sofa and sat down, raised her long and straight legs, and said, "If I tell you that this house was priced at 2008 million US dollars in 6850, would you still think it is expensive?"

"Uh! Awesome..."

Zhao Zixuan was a little numb. Although the difference between the two prices was almost twice, there seemed to be no difference.

They are all mansions worth hundreds of millions.

It’s not that he can’t afford it, but he feels it’s not worth it to spend the money to buy such a luxury house when he doesn’t live in it on a regular basis.

If he bought the house for his mother Wu Xianglian to live in, he would seriously consider it.

Afterwards, Zhao Zixuan toured around the mansion alone. He strolled in the spacious mansion, and wherever he looked, he saw luxury and taste.

There is not only an open-air swimming pool, but also a basketball court, tennis court, and golf course. There are several luxury cars parked in the parking lot, and there is even a private jet landing pad.

After Zhao Zixuan wandered around for a while and wanted to go out to look for Mao Yourong, he found that he was lost.

If he had not been led back to the living room by the servant later, he might not even know where Mao Yourong was.

Ten minutes later, Mao Yourong brought Zhao Zixuan to a spacious indoor cinema.

The cinema is decorated comfortably and luxuriously. The soft seats and spacious bed make people want to lie down and rest.

Mao Yourong sat down first, motioned Zhao Zixuan to sit down as well, and then asked casually, "Recommend a Stephen Chow movie for us to watch together."

Zhao Zixuan thought for a moment and said, "Kung Fu or Shaolin Soccer, both are good. I think Kung Fu has a very high concept, and I have a completely different experience every time I watch it."

Mao Yourong nodded slightly and signaled the servant to search for "Kung Fu".

Soon, the movie started playing on the huge screen, and the two were immersed in the exciting plot.

Zhao Zixuan watched with great interest and occasionally told Mao Yourong beside him some story outlines.

But the domineering female president doesn't seem to be there to watch a movie.

When the scene where Bucktooth Jane was kissed by her landlord appeared on the screen, Mao Yourong suddenly spoke and the topic turned to the field of medicine.

"Recently, a friend of mine who is a medical professor is conducting a research project."

Her tone was serious, as if she was discussing something extremely important. "This topic is about whether the sperm activity of single young men under great pressure can be controlled through diet."

Zhao Zixuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he didn't quite understand why she brought up this insignificant matter.

Aren't they here to watch a movie?

How come the topic suddenly jumped to such a professional medical field?
"What do you mean?" he asked puzzledly.

Mao Yourong's expression became more serious: "My friend wants to find an outstanding young man to help her complete this medical project. I think you are good and perfectly meet her basic requirements... Are you willing to help her explore this topic?"

Zhao Zixuan tilted his head and looked at her. "I want to help? What can I do? I'm not a medical student."

Mao Yourong hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say that was not easy to say in person. He hesitated for a while before saying, "It doesn't matter. The main thing is that you are an excellent young man, and that's enough."

Zhao Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"What do you mean? You don't want me to..."

He wondered if he was thinking in the wrong direction.

But Mao Yourong's words came out of his mouth and immediately coincided with his thoughts.

"My friend needs you to provide some high-quality raw materials. Well, the raw materials from your body..."

"Cough cough!" Zhao Zixuan was frightened and hurriedly pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Raw materials?
Give me back the raw materials!

Why don't you just be direct!?
A Harvard female master's degree student speaks differently. Mao Yourong continued, "Then I'll take it as your consent. Give me your sample when it's convenient for you."

Zhao Zixuan was confused when he saw that she didn't seem to be joking.

"Are you serious?"

He's a bit square.

After all, this is the first time I heard someone mention such an "unreasonable" request.

Can the raw materials of a man be given away casually?
Mao Yourong's eyes were firm and frank: "Of course, I never joke. Don't worry, my friend really needs these samples for medical research. She promised that all samples will be completely destroyed after the research is completed and will not be used for other purposes."

Zhao Zixuan suddenly came to his senses. "Are you sure it's your friend who wants my raw materials? Why do I feel like you're making friends out of nothing?"

He stared into Mao Yourong's eyes, trying to find any sign of joking in her expression, but her eyes told him that she was serious.

Mao Yourong remained calm, his noble and mysterious amber eyes shining slightly. "As far as I know, it's just a small matter for you men to donate some raw materials. After all, when the raw materials are exhausted, you only need to supplement with an appropriate amount of protein to regain your life. Just think of it as helping my friend... No, to be more precise, doing me a favor. If you have any requests, just ask."

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but laugh. He felt that the domineering female CEO in front of him was just making friends out of nothing.

The so-called doing a favor for a friend is just an excuse.

Do you really think he is a fool?

Considering that Mao Yourong is already old, she is still a single, older woman who has never been in a relationship...

"Really?"

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Any request?"

Mao Yourong met his gaze and said firmly, "Of course."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pang of regret.

Because Zhao Zixuan's next words caught her off guard.

"What if I say that I want to cancel the bet agreement we signed? Is that okay?"

There was a hint of teasing in his smile.

Mao Yourong was obviously stunned when he heard this. His thoughts instantly became confused and he was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Zhao Zixuan shifted his gaze to the screen and continued watching the movie.

He is obsessed with Stephen Chow's movies and never gets tired of watching them. He can gain different insights into life from them every time.

He even fantasized that if given the chance, he would invite Stephen Chow to come out again and shoot a movie with him as the leading actor.

Although this will be a considerable investment, for Zhao Zixuan who has already achieved financial freedom, money has long become something outside of his body.

Money is a bastard that you can’t bring with you when you are born and you can’t take with you when you die. If you don’t spend it while you are young, are you going to burn it after you die?

The movie continued to play and the atmosphere in the room was silent for a long time.

It was not until halfway through the movie that Mao Yourong suddenly broke the silence.

"Let's change the conditions. I can give up 3% of the shares of the TikTok app."

Three percent of the shares of Douyin APP is not a small amount.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zixuan was still not satisfied. He felt that the deal was too risky and not worth it at all.

Who knows what Mao Yourong wanted to do with his raw materials?
Thinking of this, Zhao Zixuan looked at the domineering female president beside him with a growing smile.

He asked, "Is your friend really that important? Is it worth you using such a large sum of chips to exchange for him?"

At this point, Mao Yourong didn't want to beat around the bush anymore and said bluntly: "Okay, I admit that the so-called friend is just an excuse. I want your raw materials. You should be aware of the current development momentum of the Douyin APP. It's only a matter of time before it dominates the entire US market. You will definitely not suffer any loss with the 3% stake in a year!"

Zhao Zixuan looked at her calm expression and couldn't help but admire her honesty.

However, he still firmly rejected her.

"Really? I don't think so. Unless you tell me clearly what you want to do with my raw materials?"

Mao Yourong frowned and said, "Can I not say it?"

"Of course, I can also refuse you." Zhao Zixuan controlled the topic firmly.

After the two sides looked at each other for a long time, Mao Yourong finally chose to confess.

It turned out that in the past year, Mao Yourong's parents had been forcing her to participate in various blind date activities, hoping that she could complete the major life events of getting married and having children as soon as possible.

In the eyes of Mao Yourong's parents, if a woman is over 25 years old and has not given birth to a child, not only may the child have genetic defects, but Mao Yourong herself will also face great fertility risks.

However, Mao Yourong did not want to get married at such a young age.

Therefore, she has been trying every possible means to avoid blind dates and forced marriages, and even went so far as to make herself look ugly and mess up various blind dates.

Over time, her parents learned of her thoughts and began to use various means to force her to get married.

Mao Yourong was at a loss and had to come up with a solution - in vitro fertilization.

However, when choosing a sperm donor, she found that no one around her met her requirements.

Finally, by chance, her eyes fell on Zhao Zixuan.

After a period of observation and consideration, she believed that Zhao Zixuan possessed the perfect genetic template.

He is young, promising, eloquent, handsome, of suitable height, and has both high IQ and EQ...

He has so many good qualities.

And this is exactly the perfect gene provider that Mao Yourong was looking for.

After careful consideration, she decided to use Zhao Zixuan's "raw materials" to realize her wish of having children.

Zhao Zixuan had only one realization after listening to it.

——Magical.

He thought that the fact that his deskmate was the daughter of a wealthy family was sci-fi enough, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such a magical experience again.

Isn’t using sperm to have a child a classic scam?
Now, this absurd thing is happening to me...

It's outrageous!
Mao Yourong was not in a hurry for Zhao Zixuan to make an immediate decision. She just said that the matter could be discussed.

She promised that as long as Zhao Zixuan was willing to provide the "raw materials", she would be willing to pay any price and negotiate any conditions.

However, Zhao Zixuan did not want to participate in this transaction. After all, he was only eighteen years old, and he was not ready for the responsibility and role of being a father.

Moreover, he doesn't like children and doesn't know how to face and raise a child.

It is undeniable that other people’s children are often very cute, and it’s okay to play with them when you have nothing to do.

But it would be too difficult for him to have a child on his own.

Although Mao Yourong promised that Zhao Zixuan would not be responsible for the child after it was born, Zhao Zixuan knew that once the child was born, it would be his own flesh and blood after all.

How could he remain indifferent when facing a blood relative of his own?
He is not a cold-blooded animal.

Tiger venom doesn't even eat seeds.

After a fruitless discussion, Mao Yourong did not force Zhao Zixuan to make a decision.

She said softly, hoping he would think about it carefully.

"I don't have much time left. My parents have been pushing me lately. If you don't want to, I may have to find another way..."

Mao Yourong's words revealed helplessness and expectation.

However, to Zhao Zixuan, the whole thing still seemed incredible.

He didn't want to embarrass Mao Yourong, so he tactfully expressed that he needed some time to think it over.

The tactic of procrastination.

His idea was that after a long time, Mao Yourong might naturally forget about this matter.

This is Zhao Zixuan’s current expectation, and he also thinks it is the most appropriate way to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)