The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

Chapter 106 Invitation

"Hey, I'm still old after all. From now on, this world will still belong to you young people."

Yu Mingda, who is forty-six years old this year and in the prime of his life, looked at Liu Manli who was worth 240 billion in front of him, and then at the age of Twenty Lang, and said that he didn't take 28 billion back. Chu Mo, the middle-aged man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, then shut up.

Liu Manli in the front row nodded vaguely, and after taking another deep look at Chu Mo, the billionaire woman stood up gently, and then walked towards the front row.

At this time, many people came into the classroom one after another, but most of them were mainly men over the middle age, and occasionally there were some older ones. Even if they were young, they were rarely younger than thirty-five years old. of.

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

Most of the people would greet Liu Manli politely after they came in, but when someone called the squad monitor, Chu Mo knew that Liu Manli was still the monitor of the president's class.

Chu Mo in the corner is not attracting anyone's attention, at most, occasionally someone looks at his position curiously.

Not long after, when there were more than 20 people scattered in the classroom, a professor in his fifties or sixties with half gray hair walked to the podium, and the training for the president class officially began.

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

His greatest ideal is to be a hands-off 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.

A little bored, after the class ended, Chu Mo yawned slightly and decided not to come again in the future.

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

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

He waved goodbye to Yu Mingda, who was the only one who was able to chat well. 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 kind of miss the fried chicken legs in the school cafeteria. I originally wanted to have another dinner, but I suddenly remembered that I didn’t have a meal card in the cafeteria.

At this time, if he was calling Li Tingting, he would make a big fuss, and finally Chu Mo, who shook his head helplessly, had no choice but to give up.

I have browsed through the whole school in the morning, and there is no need to stay longer now.

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

"Mr. Chu."

After getting off the driver's seat, Shou Bo in a light blue suit bowed slightly towards Chu Mo. Chu Mo, who took the car keys, nodded slightly, and said casually:

"Go back, don't follow me, by the way, ask the chef to cook an extra fried chicken leg tonight."

Shou Bo, who has been promoted to the captain of the bodyguard and has a monthly salary of 40,000 yuan, nodded seriously, and replied at the same time:

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

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

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

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

A taxi at the back slowed down after a long distance, and when Chu Mo was driving normally, the vehicles around him consciously kept a safe distance from him.

Although this is the first time for Chu Mo to drive a Bugatti, but because of his previous experience in driving an Aston Martin, apart from being a bit unfamiliar at first, he quickly got used to it.

After waiting for a few traffic lights, it was already able to maneuver freely.

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

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

For Chu Mo, the speed of 120 on the expressway is already the limit he can accept. As for running at a speed of more than 200 on any special track, it is purely full.

He didn't buy a sports car to pursue some extreme speed. To put it bluntly, he just followed the crowd. If he had to say it, he must have the idea of ​​pretending to be thirteen.

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, got out of the car while the housekeeper and a group of maids greeted him respectfully, handed over the car keys to Shou Bo, and then Chu Mo entered the living room.

"Mr. Chu, the fried chicken legs you ordered are ready, do you want dinner now?"

Danny's voice was a little 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 dining table was already filled with various delicacies.

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

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

After taking a shower in the bathroom and changing into comfortable pajamas, he asked the maid to give him a full-body massage. Chu Mo, who felt so comfortable to the core, got up and went to the study.

During the day, he spent a day at Futan University, and he felt 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 from thinking, 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 button.

"Mr. Chu is really elegant. I wanted to have a drink with Mr. Chu at night, but after asking, I found out that Mr. Chu never came."

The charming voice on the other end of the phone made Chu Mo frown, hesitated for a moment, then Chu Mo said uncertainly:

"Miss Liu?"

"Yeah, I just met in the afternoon, Mr. Chu won't forget me so soon, right?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo who sat up straight gently smiled and said:

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

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

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth slightly curled up as he tapped his fingers on the desk, and said casually at the same time:

"Is it related to that financial building?"