The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

Dong Xun'er is not irreplaceable. If he loses a Dong Xun'er, Chu Mo can immediately support Qin Xiner, or Zhao Xiner. As long as he wants, he can cultivate countless spokespersons.

However, Dong Xun'er must not disappear in this way. If this time Dong Xun'er disappears for no reason, and Chu Mo doesn't ask, then next time it may be Zhan Bingxue, or Qin Zixuan disappears from under his own eyes, and the next time Once, the person who disappeared may be Chu Mo's close relative, or even himself.

This is a kind of temptation, a kind of temptation to find out his bottom line, and what Chu Mo has to do is to completely kill this kind of temptation in the cradle. He will use the blood of the enemy to let the other party know that the person who moved him is There is an absolute price to pay.

In the lobby on the first floor of the Moon Lake Building, Zhao Jiayong, the general manager of the three leaders of the Zhao family, led a group of executives to appear in front of Chu Mo.

Zhao Jiayong is the eldest son of the third generation of the Zhao family, and he is also the most promising heir to inherit the family business of the Zhao family. He is thirty-six years old this year.

Chu Mo was still enjoying the big meal with his head down, ignoring the group of people in front of him. After ten minutes, when he was full of wine and food, he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand. Jiang Rourou, who had the strength of a half-step master, was the only one in the group. The female, as one of Chu Mo's spokespersons, she consciously acted as a maid, wiped the corners of Chu Mo's mouth in person, and then quietly retreated behind her.

Chu Mo raised his wrist and glanced at the time again. It was now seven twenty in the evening, and twenty minutes had passed since he stepped into the Moon Lake Building.

Looking up at the group of people in front of him, Chu Mo said calmly:

"Did you react too slowly, or did your Suzhou Zhao family not take me, Chu Mo, in their eyes at all? For so long, no one in charge came? Do you really have to wait until I demolish the entire Yuehu Building? Did you know the seriousness of the matter?"

Chu Mo's voice was flat, but behind him stood six or seven hundred tall men in black clothes, and no one dared to doubt Mr. Chu's words, because those who believed in evil had already gone bankrupt.

Zhao Jiayong, the heir of the Zhao family, took a step forward gently. As the head of the three generations of the Zhao family, Zhao Jiayong was neither humble nor arrogant. He stared at Chu Mo with a very solemn expression, and said in a calm voice:

"Mr. Chu, I'm the general manager of Yuehu Building, and I'm also the Zhao family. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Chu Mo has seen the other party's information. The person in front of him is the heir of the three generations of the Zhao family. He is considered to be the young generation who stands out in the entire Zhao family. However, he is not the owner of the family after all. Even the Moon Lake Building at his feet is only one of the three responsible persons. one.

Chu Mo's face was flat, and he said with a smile in his voice:

"Are you sure? Our next conversation will be about the future of the entire Zhao family in Suzhou City. If I'm not satisfied with today's conversation, the Suzhou Zhao family will disappear! Are you sure you can negotiate with me on behalf of the entire Zhao family?"

The tall and handsome Zhao Jiayong narrowed his eyes slightly. He was raised as the future heir of the Zhao family. He was surrounded by servile people since childhood. No one dared to speak loudly to him. At this moment, facing Chu Mo's aggressiveness, even though he used to be Li Zhao Jiayong is also considered a thoughtful person, but at this moment, there is still an urge to rush up.

He has also heard of Mr. Chu in the Modu City. He seems to be very powerful in the Modu Generation, but he has been targeted by the eight major families recently, and is now being jointly suppressed by the eight major families.

In the whole of China, no one who is targeted by the eight major families can turn back. Zhao Jiayong does not believe that the boy in front of him can fight against the eight major families. People from the eight major families will also be polite.

Zhao Jiayong looked at the young man who was much younger than himself. He had just waited for the other party to eat for ten minutes and stood in vain for ten minutes. He was already upset. Now that he was so humiliated by the other party, he immediately responded with a straight face:

"Mr. Chu, let me remind you that this is Suzhou City, not the magic capital, and the Moon Lake Building is the property of our Zhao family, and it's not that anyone can be presumptuous."

Chu Mo looked at the man with a cold face on the opposite side. He was in a bad mood because of Dong Xun'er. He just wanted to force the Zhao family's patriarch to show up, and then have a good chat with the other party. Since the other party doesn't know how to praise, Naturally, Chu Mo wanted to let him know the consequences.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Mo knew that if he didn't put some pressure on the Zhao family, they would not give in easily.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then Chu Mo dialed Zhan Bingxue's phone directly. Two bells rang, and the other party answered immediately. Chu Mo didn't talk nonsense, he said directly:

"According to the original plan, let the Zhao family's stock fall by 20% first!"

There was no courtesy at all, and when Zhan Bingxue on the other end of the phone agreed, Chu Mo hung up the phone.

When he looked at Zhao Jiayong opposite again, his voice said indifferently:

"Although there is a saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snake, it only means that the dragon is not strong enough. If it is a world-destroying dragon that ignores all the rules, the so-called local snake is no different from an ant."

His words fell, and he ignored the gloomy young man on the opposite side, but waited quietly for himself.

Ten minutes later, the young man on the opposite side received a phone call. His calm expression finally showed a hint of panic, and half an hour later, when the other party received four or five calls in succession, his entire face had changed. It became the color of pig liver.

Obviously, Zhan Bingxue's actions were very decisive, and they didn't give the opponent a chance to fight back, and directly disrupted the Zhao family's industry in one fell swoop.

Finally, after putting down the last phone call, the young man said in a dull voice:

"Mr. Chu, my grandfather invited you to come to the house for a chat!"

At this moment, the young man's face no longer had the arrogance he had just seen. On the contrary, deep in his eyes, there was already a deep fear.

Chu Mo didn't bother to pay attention to the emotions of a small three-generation heir of the Zhao family. He got up and walked towards the entrance of the hall. Outside the door, a series of luxury cars had surrounded the entire Yuehu Building. The entire building was surrounded by water.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Zhao family heir swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

At this time, when Chu Mo was about to walk towards Rolls-Royce, he suddenly stopped, then turned around and asked Zhao Jiayong who was following behind him:

"By the way, where is your Zhao family's cousin, Sun Mengqi, now?"

Zhao Jiayong, who was behind him, also stopped, with a hint of surprise in his expression, and then said with confusion:

"Meng Qi? I don't know, she didn't come to the company all day today!"

Looking at the confusion in Zhao Jiayong's eyes, Chu Mo knew that the heir was really ignorant, so he stopped staying and sat directly in the back row of Rolls-Royce.

The long motorcade started, and for a moment, as the first red flag worth tens of millions took the lead into the main road, at the entrance of the Moon Lake Building, all the senior leaders collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Zhao, I heard that Mr. Chu smashed the Huiyuan Bar just now. The bar's boss, Qin Mang, didn't even dare to put a fart. Fortunately, the other party didn't do anything just now, otherwise our Yuehu Building would suffer."

Beside Zhao Jiayong, a middle-aged man said with lingering fears.

Hearing this, the heir of the Zhao family, whose face was also slightly pale, took a deep breath and said gloomily:

"Mr. Modu Chu... One day...!"

The man's voice was getting smaller and smaller, even the close ones around him couldn't hear it.

At this time, the entire convoy had already started to drive to the northwest of Suzhou City, where there was a park, and near the park was the Zhao family's base camp.

Ten minutes later, the long motorcade arrived at Yuehu Park. After turning a corner, there was a lush and lush forest in front of them. As the motorcade continued to move forward, after passing through a wide open gate, the Zhao family base camp finally came to an end. appear in front of you.

The entire Zhao family lives in a huge villa halfway up the mountain. It can be said that the entire mountain is the site of the Zhao family. The forests are lush and flowers are blooming on the mountain, which is different from the splendid prosperity of the city. The address of the Zhao family can be said to be far away from the prosperity. However, it is a real paradise.

Chu Mo's motorcade continued to move forward on the winding mountain road until it reached its destination ten minutes later.

A huge villa on the mountainside.

The motorcade drove into the courtyard, and there were many maids and servants all around to greet him. After Chu Mo got out of the car, he looked at the huge courtyard in front of him, and he actually felt like he was in the deep mountains.

"Mr. Chu, the master has been waiting for a long time, please come inside!"

A half-hundred-year-old man with a goatee came to him respectfully. He bent down deeply, and then made an inviting gesture towards Chu Mo.

Beside Chu Mo, several bodyguards followed closely. He tidied up his collar, took back his gaze, and followed him towards the incomparably luxurious villa in front of him.

Walking on the wide and quiet road, Chu Mo compared this villa on the mountainside with his own Emperor Palace, but he had to admit that even though the Emperor Palace has a courtyard of tens of thousands of square meters, it is different from the whole mountain here. Compared with the Zhao family in the garden, it is still a step behind.

He moved slightly in his heart, but he had the idea of ​​building a huge courtyard like this for himself.

In the future, when you are old, it is also a good choice to retire in such a villa.

But soon, Chu Mo calmed his mind. Following the lead of the old man with the goatee in front of him, the group quickly came to the villa hall. The entire hall was three or four hundred square meters. The three-story high design made the hall look huge and empty. .

Even though Chu Mo followed dozens of bodyguards into the hall, there was no feeling of being crowded at all.

The goatee old man in front of him bowed slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"Mr. Chu, please follow me to the reception room, the owner is waiting inside."

The old man's eyes swept around the dense black bodyguards beside Chu Mo. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious.

Chu Mo nodded slightly to Fan Gao who was beside him. After that, dozens of bodyguards who followed behind exited the hall one after another. For a moment, only Fan Gao, Jiang Tao, Fang Lihu and Jiang Rourou were left behind.

The old man in front of him led the way again, and walked directly to the third floor along the stairs. After walking through a long corridor, he opened the door with the other party, and saw an elegant reception hall appearing in front of him.

The old man made an inviting gesture.

Chu Mo stepped forward gently. He looked around and found that there was no one in the entire hall. Before he could ask a question, the half-hundred-year-old man lowered his head and said:

"Mr. Chu, please take a seat. The master is very old and usually rarely receives guests. I will inform the master now, please wait a moment."

The old man with the goatee bowed and resigned. Chu Mo looked at the luxurious reception hall in front of him, which was over a hundred square meters. There were many precious calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the hall. Even though Chu Mo didn't study these calligraphy and paintings, but when he saw one After Qi Baishi's original works, he knew that the ones that could be hung here should all be genuine items collected by the Zhao family.

Chu Mo sat gently on the seat. He already understood that this time it was not the second generation of the Zhao family's owner, but the first generation of founders.

The current head of the Zhao family is Zhao Jiayong's father, Zhao Ding, and the old man of the Zhao family is the founder of a generation.

Chu Mo waited quietly. After a while, the old man with the goatee left and returned. He came to Chu Mo, bowed slightly behind him again, and said respectfully:

"Master is very old, he has difficulty moving, and his legs are slow. Please Mr. Chu Haihan, Mr. Chu, in order to express the sincerity of our Zhao family, the master specially presents three great gifts, please take a look at Mr. Chu!"

The goatee old man's words fell, his eyes suddenly turned behind him, and he said at the same time:

"Mr. Chu, there are a total of 32 famous paintings hanging on the wall here, and there are also 21 antiques around, each of which is worth no less than 10 million yuan. The master knows that you like to collect antiques, Mr. Chu, so I will These are prepared for you, you can choose at will, take whatever you fancy, and even if you empty this place, please feel free!"

Hearing this, the corners of Chu Mo's mouth twitched slightly. It seems that the warning just now in the stock market has caused the Zhao family to suffer heavy losses, and the other party is showing weakness.

Chu Mo's eyes swept across the entire hall again. Just now, he realized that this place is not simple, but he didn't expect to underestimate the decoration here.

Thirty-two famous paintings and 21 antiques, each of which is no less than 10 million. This is the value of this reception hall, I am afraid it is more than 607 million.

Giving all the things here to himself, the Zhao family is really generous.

Chu Mo was suddenly very interested in the old man of the Zhao family. Although he didn't dare to be interested in the antique calligraphy and painting in the room, he could already feel the sincerity of the other party.

He retracted his gaze, then stared at the goatee old man in front of him in silence.

The other party naturally knew what Chu Mo meant, and the gray-haired old man bowed gently again, and then said:

"The second gift, Mr. Chu will definitely be interested."

The words fell, the old man clapped his hands gently, and after a while, footsteps came from the door of the reception hall.

Then, in front of him, a total of three graceful and graceful women walked towards him.