The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

"Hey, I'm still getting old. In the future, this world will still be the world of your young people."

Forty-six years old this year, Yu Mingda, who is in his prime, looked at Liu Manli, who was worth 240 billion in front of him, and then looked at Twenty Lang when he was old, and said that he did not take 28 billion back. Chu Mo, the bitter-faced middle-aged man shook his head gently, then shut up.

Liu Manli in the front row nodded vaguely, and after taking a deep look at Chu Mo again, the female billionaire who was worth hundreds of billions gently got up, and then walked towards the front row.

At this time, many people entered the classroom one after another, but most of them were mostly middle-aged men. Occasionally, there were some older people. Even if they were young, they were rarely younger than 35 years old. of.

As for women, apart from Liu Manli, there were only three or four people in the entire class.

Most people greeted Liu Manli politely when they came in, but when someone called the squad leader of the other party, Chu Mo knew that Liu Manli was still the squad leader of the president's class.

Chu Mo in the corner was not attracting anyone's attention. At most, some people looked at his position curiously.

Not long after, when the classroom was sparsely filled with twenty or so people, a half-grey-haired professor, who was about fifty or sixty years old, walked to the podium, and the training of the president's class officially began.

After listening for a while, Chu Mo lost interest when he determined that the old professor on the podium was talking about finance, management, investment and other knowledge points.

His biggest ideal is to be a big shopkeeper. He is only responsible for investing money. As for how to do it, it is better to leave it to professionals.

Compared to himself, Chu Mo felt that Zhan Bingxue and Qin Zixuan should come here to listen more.

It was a bit boring. After the class, Chu Mo, who yawned lightly, decided not to come again in the future.

Of course, it's not all gain, at least the Magic Capital Financial Building has entered Chu Mo's field of vision.

Chu Mo was not familiar with the people in the class originally, so when someone invited him to the evening party, he directly refused.

He waved goodbye to Yu Mingda, the only person who could still talk. As for Liu Manli, who was surrounded by several people, Chu Mo walked directly in front of him.

After leaving the classroom, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time, it was exactly five o'clock.

I miss the fried chicken legs in the school cafeteria a little bit. I originally wanted to have another dinner, but just halfway through, I suddenly remembered that I don't have a cafeteria meal card.

At this time, when I called Li Tingting, it was a big fuss. In the end, Chu Mo, who shook his head helplessly, could only give up.

I have already browsed the whole school in the morning, and now there is no need to stay for a long time.

He walked straight out of the school gate along the main road, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of his bodyguard Shoubo, and after a while, the cool Bugatti Veyron stopped in front of him.

"Mr. Chu."

After Shoubo, who was wearing a light blue suit, got off the driver's seat, he bowed slightly towards Chu Mo. Chu Mo, who took the car keys, nodded lightly and said casually:

"You go back, don't follow me, by the way, let the chef make one more fried chicken leg at night."

Shoubo, who has been promoted to captain of the bodyguard with a monthly salary of 40,000 yuan, nodded earnestly and replied:

"Okay Mr. Chu, please call me anytime if you have anything."

Chu Mo waved his hand, and the other party's figure walked towards the Rolls-Royce Phantom not far away.

Chu Mo, who was holding the car key, sat in the Bugatti driver's seat. Just after starting it, he saw a tall girl with a single ponytail walking towards him at the school gate.

Withdrawing his gaze, he tapped the accelerator on his foot, and with a roar, Bugatti slowly merged into the traffic on the main road.

A taxi on the back slowed down all the way, and when Chu Mo drove normally, the vehicles around him consciously kept a safe distance from him.

Although this is Chu Mo's first time driving a Bugatti, because of his previous experience in driving an Aston Martin, apart from being a little unfamiliar at the beginning, he quickly adapted to the feel.

After waiting for a few traffic lights, I was able to control it freely.

The only pity is that although the road is not very congested, it is a bit wishful thinking to drive fast and experience the performance of the sports car.

"I have time to go for a high-speed run tomorrow."

For Chu Mo, the speed of 120 on the highway is already the limit that he can accept. As for the speed of more than 200 on a special track, it is purely enough for him.

He didn't buy a sports car to pursue any extreme speed. To put it bluntly, it was nothing more than following the trend.

After driving around the city in a Bugatti, Chu Mo returned to the villa before dark after receiving a lot of envious or jealous eyes.

He parked the car directly at the entrance of Villa No. 1, then got out of the car while the housekeeper and a group of maids respectfully greeted him. After handing the car key to Shoubo, Chu Mo entered the living room.

"Mr. Chu, the fried chicken leg you ordered is ready. Do you want dinner now?"

Danny's voice was hoarse as always, and Chu Mo, who was a little hungry, walked directly towards the restaurant.

Immediately after sitting down, a maid brought warm water to wash his hands, and when the head maid gently wiped his face, the table was filled with all kinds of delicious delicacies.

Chu Mo, who was still thinking about fried chicken legs, looked at a large table of exquisite food, and immediately forgot the chicken legs.

After eating a meal, Chu Mo, who wiped the corner of his mouth, got up gently and wandered around all day since the morning. Chu Mo, who was somewhat tired, took the elevator directly to the third floor.

After taking a bath in the bathroom and putting on a comfortable pajamas, he asked the maid to do a full body massage. Chu Mo, who felt comfortable to the bottom of his body, got up and went to the study.

During the day, he spent a day at Futan University and had some insights in his heart. Chu Mo wanted to record this insight while his inspiration was still there.

Opening the notebook, before writing a few words, the phone rang, and Chu Mo, who was interrupted, frowned slightly. He picked up the phone, but found that it was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a while, Chu Mo still pressed the answer.

"Mr. Chu is really elegant. I originally wanted to accompany President Chu for a drink at night, but when I asked, I found out that President Chu didn't come at all."

The charming voice on the other end of the phone made Chu Mo frown. After hesitating for a moment, Chu Mo said unsure:

"Miss Liu?"

"Yeah, I just saw it this afternoon. President Chu won't forget me so soon."

Hearing this, Chu Mo, who sat up gently, chuckled lightly:

"How come, I saw that Miss Liu was very busy in the classroom, so I didn't say hello when I left. Miss Liu has something to do with me?"

"This weekend, Zhou Tianqi, the most favored grandson of the Zhou family, is getting married. Is Mr. Chu interested in participating in the celebration together?"

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth, who tapped lightly on the desk with his fingers, twitched slightly, and said casually:

"Related to that financial building?"