The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

The woman named Nangong Yi wears a gorgeous evening dress. Even if she is middle-aged, she is well maintained and has a good foundation, so she is still mature, charming, elegant and moving.

In comparison, Yang Xuan, who was wearing a long black dress, was full of drinks, and her beautiful cheeks were pale.

Nangong Yi, who stood up gently, stretched out her hand, she gently stroked Yang Xuan's delicate skin, with a condescending look on her face, her voice was cold and proud:

"Have you seen the eyes of those people, they're waiting to see what I'll do with it, and if I let you go, they'll think I'm weak.

Then, next time I encounter this situation, it will be me who is thrown into the water, so if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your own bad life. "

The words fell, and Nangong Yi, whose face was cold, raised his palm. This slap was an explanation for this matter.

The famous ladies around, the top big E, the smiles on their faces are getting brighter and brighter. No one will support a yellow-haired girl who has no identity. Their eyes are full of jokes, and they seem to be waiting for the slap to come.

...

The raised palm has not yet fallen, and the atmosphere that was whispering around suddenly became silent, and there were footsteps...

The crowd around watching the play consciously gave way to a passage, and then, Zhou Shixing, the old man of the Zhou family who had never appeared, came slowly in a wheelchair under the push of the second-generation head Zhou Weimin.

Before a few people approached, a young man with golden glasses on the bridge of his nose suddenly accelerated his pace, his expression was indifferent, and his steps were calm and powerful.

Yang Xuan, who was originally pale, turned her head. When she saw the figure of the young man, all panic and fear disappeared instantly. At this moment, she seemed to have regained confidence in her body, and there was also a look of joy on her pale face. .

A young man who was wearing a custom-made luxury outfit, just the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose worth hundreds of thousands stood beside Yang Xuan, his eyes swept over her.

Then, he waved to the waiter on the side, and after the other party handed over the tissue, he gently wiped the wine from her cheeks.

...

"Mr. Chu, this kind of thing happened at our Zhou family's wedding banquet. It was our Zhou family's negligence that made you and this young lady feel wronged."

Zhou Shixing in the wheelchair had a solemn expression.

What happened tonight happened to any of the guests, Zhou Shixing would not show up, not to mention those business elites, even if they were worth 10 billion, 100 billion, they were treated slowly, at most Zhou Weimin, the second-generation head of the Zhou family. Come out is to give enough face.

But only this young man who is worth at least trillions in front of him cannot be treated with even the slightest bit of indifference.

Not to mention the cooperation between the two companies on the tens of billions of financial buildings, just the courage shown by the young man, and the terrifying background behind him that is enough to control the lifeline of a country, is enough for the entire Zhou family to deal with it carefully.

Zhou Weimin's old and heavy voice fell, the entire hall suddenly became quiet, and even the originally cheerful music had stopped.

...

When Chu Mo appeared, the face of Nangong Yi on the opposite side had changed and changed. She could instantly judge that Yang Xuan was Cinderella who broke into the castle. Naturally, she could also instantly judge that the young man in front of her was her own and needed to bow her head. that wave exists.

However, even though she had overestimated Chu Mo in her heart, when the father and son of the Zhou family showed up, especially after hearing the words of the old man, Nangong Yi at this moment behaved just like Yang Xuan just now.

Her face instantly turned pale, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably while her breathing was short.

No one understands more than she what the old man of the Zhou family represents.

Zhou Shixing, the hero of the Demon City generation, this old man represents an era. As long as he does not die for a day, no one in the whole country dares to touch the Zhou family.

In the past, being able to see this old man was enough for many people to brag about their lifetime capital.

But at this time, the old man with a thin body but exuding a terrifying aura swept across Nangong Yi with his cloudy eyes, and said indifferently:

"I slapped myself and apologized to Mr. Chu."

Nangong Yi, who lowered her head slightly, stretched out the palm that should have fallen on Yang Xuan's face, raised it high, and landed on her own face.

"Snapped……"

The crisp voice spread throughout the hall in an instant, and just for a moment, five bright red handprints clearly appeared on Nangong Yi's cheeks.

With this slap, she almost exhausted her strength to suckle.

She turned around and faced Yang Xuan, who still had red wine in her hair, with a humble and careful look:

"Miss, everything is my fault, this slap is my blind spot."

When the voice fell, Nangong Yi raised her other hand again, raised it high, and also fell heavily.

The cheek on the other side was also instantly red and swollen, and Nangong Yi, who once again bowed his head to admit his mistake, said respectfully:

"I offended you with this slap, please forgive me."

It was Yang Xuan who was at fault first, but he has not yet learned to be charismatic. The big star in front of him was originally the idol of his family, and his original intention was just to ask her for an autograph. Xuan naturally had no idea of ​​continuing to pursue it.

She gently pulled the corner of Chumo's clothes, her eyes full of pleading.

At this time, after helping the woman beside her with her messy hair, Chu Mo said calmly:

"How you deal with your own affairs in the end depends on your own mood."

With permission, Yang Xuan, who bowed her head slightly, said softly:

"that's it."

Zhou Shixing, the old man of the Zhou family, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to Chu Mo at the same time:

"Mr. Chu, after all, it was my Zhou family's poor reception. That's good. The fraction of 500 million in the financial building is wiped off, which is considered as compensation for this lady's clothes. I also ask Mr. Chu not to refuse."

The old man's words fell, and Nangong Yi's body, whose mouth was faintly bloodshot, swayed again and again...

A glass of wine is exchanged for 500 million yuan in apology and compensation, and the most important thing is that the 500 million yuan will eventually come from the Zhou family or her, and it is still unknown...

The things to be done have been done, and there is no need to stay for a long time, Chu Mo nodded to the old man, and said in a flat voice:

"Father, then let's settle it like this. I'll ask the old man to pay more attention to Shiyuan Entertainment. I'll take my leave first."

The words fell, and nodded again at Liu Manli opposite, Chu Mo took Yang Xuan's hand and walked out of the hall.

Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, there is a lot of traffic on the opposite road, and the whole city is still full of vitality.

Not far away, several tall bodyguards with a height of two meters walked towards him, and Chu Mo, who suddenly stopped, said in a flat voice:

"How about it, do you feel the supreme glory brought by power? Is there anything you want to change?"

Yang Xuan, who was on the side, suddenly turned her head, and brisk music came from the hall behind her, which was the place she used to yearn for.

Only now, for her, the so-called upper class represents terror and fear.

As for the reason, it's just because she is too weak now.

She raised her head, looked at the tall and handsome young man beside her, her eyes blurred and said:

"I want to...become superior."