The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

Jianjia is green and white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Looking at the beautiful and beautiful woman in front of him, such a verse suddenly appeared in Chu Mo's mind.

The person in front of her was not the imagined Zhou Yuanyuan, but the only daughter of Zhou Weimin, the current head of the Zhou family, Zhou Ruyi, a woman who had never caught Chu Mo's attention and was completely inconspicuous.

In just an instant, Chu Mo guessed that she was actively looking for a turning point.

The Zhou family in the magic capital is the second battlefield in the battle between himself and the eight major families in China. Because of the intervention of Chu Mo and the eight major families, the Zhou family is now in chaos, and the ground is full of chicken feathers. Now the Zhou family is no longer a devil. The nobility of the four major families, some are just slaughtered and run down at the mercy of others.

As for the woman in front of her, she took the initiative to find her own purpose, nothing more than to stop funding Zhou Weijun, so that her father, the current head of the family, Zhou Weimin, could continue to be in power.

But just like that sentence, the ideal is full, but the reality is the backbone.

The reason why Chu Mo intervened in the affairs of the Zhou family was not because he wanted to do so, nor because he really wanted to control the Zhou family, but because the eight major families in China were secretly meddling, and Chu Mo did not want the power of the eight major families to penetrate into the magic capital. .

After all, the magic capital is Chu Mo's base camp. Originally, the four major families of the old magic capital were controlled here. Even the eight major families could not participate. Now the entire magic capital is almost under Chu Mo's hands. As his foundation, he naturally wants to The tentacles that the eight great families stretched out were cut off.

The head maid, He Qing, personally brought tea to the two of them. It was not Lingyun tea worth hundreds of millions of yuan. Chu Mo had already finished drinking the rare tea leaves here. Now they only have top-quality tea worth one million kilograms.

However, one million kilograms of tea is not something that just anyone can drink. Except for someone with an inestimable worth like Chu Mo, even if he is worth hundreds of millions, he would be reluctant to drink this kind of tea at ordinary times.

The personal maid He Qing put the teacup in front of the two of them, and then took the initiative to bow down and leave. Suddenly, only Chu Mo and the woman in front of him were left in the study.

However, this does not mean that Chu Mo's safety will be threatened. Right next to the door of the study, Fan Gao, the deputy captain of the bodyguard, and a top professional bodyguard are guarding a few meters away. They have sharp eyes and keep their eyes on the study. Every move, and once there is anything wrong with the Miss Zhou family, they will rush in and control each other as soon as possible.

Chu Mo picked up the tea and tasted it lightly, and then breathed lightly:

"Miss Ruyi, it's the first time we met, but my two cousins ​​and I have some connections. Zhou Tianqi is one of the four young masters of the magic capital, the future heir of the Zhou family, and Zhou Tianfang and I are also considered to be I don't know each other, but Miss Ruyi is very low-key, and I rarely see you show up!"

Chu Mo was the first to break the silence, and said unhurriedly to the plain red-clothed woman in front of him:

"It's just a strict family style, and it's the two cousins ​​who make Mr. Chu worry about it, especially the kid Zhou Tianfang, who has been spoiled by his grandfather since he was a child and is used to being lawless, but since he was taught a lesson by Mr. Chu last time, he is now a lot more obedient. ."

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. For the first time, he seriously looked at the woman in front of him. When he saw the coldness between the other's eyebrows, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Whether it is the two brothers of the Zhou family, or the eldest lady of the Zhou family in front of them, in front of Chu Mo, they are only juniors, even their parents, they have to obey in front of Chu Mo. For these three generations, Chu Mo naturally Don't want to waste too much time.

So, sitting up straight, Chu Mo with a playful expression casually said:

"Miss Zhou came to me, probably not here for tea."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman in red also set her sights on Chu Mo. For the first time, the bottom of her originally plain watery eyes twitched. After taking a deep breath, the beautiful woman named Zhou Ruyi said solemnly:

"I'm here this time, I won't say, Mr. Chu, you should also understand my purpose, the Zhou family can't continue to mess up, otherwise the century-old foundation will be destroyed in one go, I just hope that Mr. Chu will see the spirit of grandfather in the sky and let us go. One horse from the Zhou family!"

The smile on the corner of Chu Mo's mouth became more and more obvious, and he suddenly felt that this young lady of the Zhou family was a little naive, even to the point of being ridiculous.

In order to give Zhou Weijun an advantage in the competition for the position of patriarch, he has used a lot of connections and contacts. He has spent tens of billions of dollars in funds alone. After so much money is poured into it, he has not even heard a single splash, so what? Maybe she gave up because she was a little girl who spoke empty words.

If you add Shiyuan Entertainment's suppression of Zhoujia Tianhua Entertainment, Chu Mo's total investment in the Zhou family's battlefield has exceeded 20 billion.

20 billion, that is not 200 yuan. Looking at the entire country, it is possible to spend 20 billion at a time, probably not more than one pair of hands, and 20 billion, how many billionaires can be created.

With so much money invested, now it is impossible for Chu Mo to recover unless there is a huge benefit.

As for the face of the old man of the Zhou family...

Zhou Shixing, the old man of the Zhou family, has been dead for nearly a year, and Chu Mo doesn't owe him anything. At most, Chu Mo just bought the second tallest building in the Magic Capital from the Zhou family, but it cost him 27 billion real gold. Silver, the two sides are a cooperative relationship, nothing else.

Although Chu Mo admires Zhou Shixing, the old man of the Zhou family, after all, the other party has passed away. Now even the two brothers of the Zhou family are earning for the family property. The Zhou family does not care about the last wish of the old man. How can Chu Mo be an outsider? will care.

Chu Mo, whose expression was incomparably flat, got up gently. He put the books on the desk back on the bookshelf beside him. After a while of searching, he took out a book of prose from the bookshelf again, and said in a flat voice:

"If your father and your uncle could respect the old man's last wish, there would not be the current situation. Since even your Zhou family doesn't respect the old man, why do you let me be respected by an outsider... For another reason, I will see In the face of the old man, I gave you two minutes, and after two minutes you can't convince me, you can leave!

Now, the timing begins. "

Chu Mo's words fell, and the pupils of the woman in red beside her suddenly shrank. She originally thought that Chu Mo had a deep personal relationship with the old man Zhou Shixing. After all, when Zhou Shixing was alive, his prestige was really high, but now it seems that this is just her own. Wishful thinking.

Although she only had two minutes, Zhou Ruyi was not anxious. She neatly tidied up her skirt, then got up gently and walked to the bookshelf in two steps. She stretched out her delicate fingers and kept standing in a row. I skipped the row of books, and soon, I found a book called "Chu Mo's Short Essays" in the front row on the top floor.

Holding the selected collection of essays in his hand, he turned the pages gently, and then a woman's voice with some reminiscence in her eyes said briskly:

"Compared with the sequel, I actually prefer Mr. Chu's first one. This "Chu Mo Short Story Collection 1" contains a total of 275 short stories, many of which are about the campus and life perception. One of my favorites is about father and son.

The father and son in childhood are the warmth of big hands holding small hands, and the father and son when they grow up are silent care. The one thing I care about in this article is that, I don’t know since when, father and son have never been with each other. Hand in hand!

Mr. Chu, when were you writing this article? "

There was a curious light in the eyes of the woman in red, as if she came here not for the rise and fall of the Zhou family, but just to talk about books with Chu Mo.

Chu Mo, who had just opened the laptop next to the desk, turned around again. He looked at the woman in front of him seriously again. This woman once again broke his cognition. If she just used these two minutes to convince herself, So no matter what conditions she puts forward, it must be a failure in the end.

But now the other party did not talk to him about the Zhou family, but turned the topic to his own book.

If there is anything else in this world that can make Chu Mo care, it is definitely not money. With unlimited bank cards, he can withdraw countless money at will. The most important thing he does not lack is money, so what he doesn't care about is money.

And the only thing that can really make Chu Mo spend his energy, apart from his family, is his own books.

There are two volumes of "Chu Mo's Short Essays". The first volume has only bought more than 3,000 copies because there is no publicity, while the second volume has achieved remarkable results because many big stars have been advertised, with a total of nearly 100 copies sold. Thousands of volumes.

Strange to say, the first book only sold 3,000 copies, but Chu Mo was very concerned about the comments and feedback of these readers, just because there were too few readers, and there were fewer comments.

As for the second part, the sales volume is comparable to those of the top well-known writers, and there are many comments and feedback, but Chu Mo found that he did not care about the feedback of the second part. There are many reasons, one is because the second part has so many The sales are all based on the advertisements of the big stars. To be honest, the fans bought this book not because they liked it, but just to support their idols.

So after these people bought it, they just put the book in the corner to eat ashes.

In one, the first book was selected by Chu Mo with the best quality from all the anthologies, which can be said to be the pinnacle of Chu Mo's work from beginning to end, while the second book was just selected from the rest of the anthologies, and the quality It's very general, so Chu Mo doesn't really care about readers' reactions to the second part.

In reality, Chu Mo rarely encountered someone who took the initiative to chat with him about books, and even if he did, it was just to please himself, flattering words, so he didn't have much interest.

Now suddenly encountering a Zhou Ruyi, the other party not only read his book, but also asked a question, Chu Mo is almost certain that the woman in front of him should have spent a lot of energy on himself for today's meeting.

However, "Chu Mo's Short Essay Collection 1" is his own proud work. Now it is rare for anyone to agree. No matter what the purpose is, Chu Mo has raised some interest.

Leaning on the soft seat, Chu Mo, who was completely relaxed, said slightly:

"You are talking about the seventy-three-page article "Father and Son". When I wrote this article, I had already graduated from college. Then one day I passed an elementary school. It happened to be after school, and I saw many fathers. A picture of holding a child's little hand.

At that time, I thought, I haven't walked hand in hand with my father for a long time, when exactly? It seems that he was in elementary school, and it seems that since he entered junior high school... No, maybe after the fifth grade of elementary school, he never took the initiative to hold his father's hand again.

I feel a sense of it, so I wrote this "Father and Son", but I don't have any children, and I write this from the perspective of my son. When I have a child in the future, I may be able to write this from the father's point of view. Understand the angle! "

There was a bit of melancholy in Chu Mo's eyes, and at this time, the woman in red on the opposite side turned the book in her hand to the title page, the corners of her eyes were curved, and her face was full of yearning:

"Actually, compared to this "Father and Son", I prefer the opening "Letter to a Girl". This should be a letter from Mr. Chu to the girl he has a crush on. I can read from the letter that Mr. Chu has a crush on the same girl. The love of the girls at the table, by the way, Mr. Chu, did you finally confess like that girl at the table? Did you end up together? "

With a curious Zhou Ruyi's tone in her eyes, she seemed to have forgotten the purpose of her coming, and really just came to ask for advice from the author Chu Mo.

Chu Mo suddenly recalled the trip home two months ago, and he did meet the girl at the junior high school table, but she was already a wife, and now she was running a flower shop, and her life was plain and happy.

With some memories in his eyes, Chu Mo said slowly:

"We weren't together, and we didn't even say the words of our confession. The last time I saw her in my hometown, she said that she had seen this letter of confession, but...!"

"Sorry, Mr. Chu, the two-minute time limit you stipulated has come. Although I really want to know about your romantic love, I dare not violate your regulations...!"

The woman in the red dress interrupted Chu Mo's words, her eyes were full of regret and reluctance, as if she was sad because she couldn't hear Chu Mo's story.

Chu Mo, who had just been aroused by interest, opened his mouth slightly, and then remembered that he had only given the other two minutes to convince himself, and now the two minutes have come, just let the other party go like this now, in the bottom of Chu Mo's heart Suddenly there was a strange feeling.

The woman in the red dress in front of her bowed slightly. She turned her head and walked towards the door of the study. The other party walked slowly, as if every step was waiting for Chu Mo's call.

When the other party was about to step out of the study, Chu Mo, whose heart was like a cat's claws, suddenly said:

"Miss Zhou It's getting late. If you don't mind, stay and have dinner together."

Hearing this, the woman in red stopped lightly, she turned around suddenly, her beautiful hair flew like a waterfall in the wind, and then she looked straight at Chu Mo, and the woman with an extremely sincere expression said softly;

"Mr. Chu, you see, rules are so easy to break! Even the rules you set yourself can be easily broken as long as you want. Now, on behalf of our entire Zhou family, I want to have a good talk with you, Mr. Chu. !

This time, please give me five minutes. "