The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

"Xiao Mo, you keep telling mom how are you doing in the magic capital?"

On the other end of the phone was my mother's caring and familiar voice.

Chu Mo only had a video with his mother a few days ago, telling her that everything was fine. At the end of last month, after his "Chu Mo Short Films" became available nationwide, he called his family two million and told his parents that it was As for my manuscript fee, I also told my family that I did a good job in Modu, I met many friends, and I was appreciated by some leaders, and I planned to develop well in Modu.

The reason why Chu Mo said this was actually to give his parents a vaccination. He planned to show his parents little by little and let them accept the fact that he had developed.

Chu Mo took the mobile phone and looked towards the busy hall behind him. He was afraid that the mother on the other end of the phone would hear the noise of the maids, so he walked towards the swimming pool in front.

"Mom, didn't I tell you? I have a good life here. My book was published some time ago, and I have a fixed monthly fee of several hundred thousand, and the second book is also under discussion. Things, at the end of the year, when the publishing fee for the second book comes down, and the year-end bonus and performance bonus are added in a mess, there must be five or six million, and this is just the beginning, and it will only get more and more in the future. Okay, so you and Dad don't have to work so hard at all, as I said, you two can just retire and travel the world."

"Okay, don't use this to make me and your dad happy. It's not that you don't know about my work and your dad's work. It's easy to do, and there are more than ten or two hundred thousand a year, and it will be hard after a few years. Retired, resigning at this time, half my life is not in vain.

If you really feel sorry for me and your dad, then hurry up and find a girlfriend to go home, seeing you get married is better than anything else! "

The mother on the other end of the phone complained a little. This is what my mother has to say every time she makes a phone call. Chu Mo's ears are about to hear calluses. He doesn't refute it. , she must compare the relatives and friends around her with herself, Chu Mo hurriedly changed the subject and said a little strangely:

"Mom, don't you usually call me at night...?"

Before Chu Mo's words fell, the mother on the other end of the phone immediately answered:

"By the way, I almost forgot about the business. In fact, your father doesn't want you to take care of this matter, for fear of causing trouble for you, but if your Aunt Liu comes to you, I can't refuse it. I'll tell you, and you can measure it yourself. , to see if you have the ability to help, if you think you can help, then help, after all, it is not easy for you, Aunt Liu, if you can't, don't force it, it's important for us to live our own lives well, it's like this..."

The old mother on the other end of the phone spoke, and Chu Mo gradually understood the reason.

Aunt Liu is the neighbor of her hometown. She lives in the yard on the left and right of her home. The two families are close together, and the relationship between her mother and Aunt Liu is also very good.

And this time it has something to do with Aunt Liu's object.

Aunt Liu's object, surnamed Zhang, is from a foreign village. Because Aunt Liu is in poor health, she takes medicine all the year round. In order to treat Aunt Liu, this Uncle Zhang works in a big city all the year round. Before the age of eleven, Chu Mo lived all the time. In his hometown, but he really had very little memory of this Uncle Zhang. He just vaguely felt that this Uncle Zhang was a tall and thin man.

But now, this Uncle Zhang is building a building for someone on a construction site in Modu. The other party seems to have encountered some trouble. He was detained and found Chu Mo for help, just because the other party was not familiar with him in Modu. People are considered dead horses as living horse doctors.

"Xiao Mo, if you can help, you will help. Mom told you that when you were a child, your mother didn't have water, but your Aunt Liu had plenty of water. When you were a child, it was your Aunt Liu who fed him. Heart...!"

Chu Mo stood by the villa's swimming pool. He looked at the nearly 10,000-square-meter courtyard in front of him and the private helicopter in the courtyard. He took a deep breath and said in a serious voice:

"Mom, I'm not a white-eyed wolf. I'll take care of this matter. Don't worry, I spent four years studying in the Devil's Capital. The phone number told me that I will contact him. Don't worry, Mom, I will handle this matter. "

After chatting with his mother for a while, Chu Mo hung up the phone. After a while, a message from Weixin reminded him that it was the message sent by his mother, with a phone number and a location information on it.

Chu Mo clicked on the shared map, but found that Uncle Zhang was actually near the Magic Capital Financial Building, and it was a 20-minute drive away from him at most.

He breathed lightly, and then waved at Shoubo not far away. As the captain of the bodyguard, he had been upgraded to a fifth-level bodyguard at the same time, with a monthly salary of 80,000 and an annual salary of nearly one million, Shoubo immediately trotted to him.

As the bodyguard of the first follower himself, Shoubo still trusts him very much. When this strong young man came to him, Chu Mo directly ordered:

"If you have something to do, leave immediately. The bodyguards in the villa will all go. In addition, let the Jiang Tao detective agency send a few people over."

Hearing the words, the handsome young man who nodded immediately turned and left. After a while, Rolls-Royce and Bentley had come to the front. Several tall bodyguards over two meters tall were also sitting in the car, including the vice-captain Fang Lihu. Mo sat in the back row of the Rolls-Royce, and after Jiang Tao closed the door for himself, the two luxury cars immediately drove towards the gate of the villa courtyard.

Chu Mo took out his mobile phone, and he sent the address that his mother just sent from Weixin to Fang Lihu, who was in the front passenger seat, and then he didn't say any more.

With Chu Mo's current power and status, in the magic capital, there is basically nothing that he can't deal with.

And Uncle Zhang is just a migrant worker, and as he is, he probably won't provoke anyone who is too high-level. Chu Mo knows this, so he agreed so readily before.

After the convoy drove out of the Diwangxuan villa area, they turned the corner, and then began to speed up. According to Chu Mo's instructions, the two cars along the way have increased their speed to the limit under the premise of ensuring safety. The original twenty minutes The journey only took ten minutes to arrive. When he came to the vicinity of the Magic Capital Financial Building, Fang Lihu in the passenger seat immediately reminded:

"Mr. Chu, we have reached the location on the map."

Chu Mo nodded, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulled over to stop. After Chu Mo got out of the car, he easily locked Uncle Zhang's position without even calling to confirm.

Just beside the street directly opposite the Financial Building, a large group of people are gathered around, no need to ask, with the people's nature of watching the lively, what must have happened here.

Chu Mo strode forward, Fang Lihu, who was more than two meters tall, and several bodyguards followed closely. He didn't need to do anything at all. The few tall bodyguards separated the crowd in front of them, even if they were pushed and pulled aside. The crowd was a little dissatisfied, but when they saw the battle in front of Chu Mo, everyone consciously chose to shut up.

Chu Mo came to the middle of the crowd, and the first thing he saw was a bald man with sunglasses, and in front of the bald man was a thin middle-aged man with bright red five-fingerprints on his face.

Uncle Zhang, the tall and cheerful man in my childhood impression.

Now his face is full of fear and sincerity, even if he was slapped, this middle-aged man who looks thin and careful now not only did not resist at all, but bent down deeply and kept bowing his head to apologize.

When I was a child, I was the pillar of the sky for these little fart children, and finally I was old.

Now, it's time for these young people to stand up for the older generation.

Chu Mo stepped forward gently, but there was a touch of coldness in his eyes.