The Leisurely Life of Infinite Gods

Chapter 151 Mr. Chu, we are here (reward for book friend liveaben)

"He made it."

After pouring half a glass of white wine in front of him into his stomach, Chu Mo, whose face was already slightly flushed, directly clapped together.

"Brother Chu, you will be my big brother Zhou Gang from now on. Brothers will listen to you as you say."

The young man with earrings who drank three glasses of white wine by his side also stood up suddenly, and he was the most tempered among the group of people. If Li Ming hadn't suppressed him just now, this twenty-year-old rich second generation would have rushed up with a wine bottle up.

When someone came forward, this group of rich second generations who were fearless and fearless all responded one after another, with the momentum of raising a bottle of wine as soon as they said something wrong.

But at this time, Li Ming was the calmest among the group of people. This rich third generation with a smug look turned his eyes to Lu Siyue in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"April, what do you say about this?"

Chu Mo frowned slightly, he looked at Li Ming with displeasure, this is a boy's business, why are you messing around with a woman, and expecting a few girls to rush forward to help?

Seemingly aware of Chu Mo's dissatisfaction, the young man with earrings who also got up on one side explained something.

"Brother Chu, you don't know that this Houhai Bar has shares from the Lu family. If we fight here, it will affect the business of the bar. If something bad happens, the bar may have to be closed for rectification."

During this time when several people were arguing, there was another commotion and yelling from the booth opposite. Finally, Wu Xinyi, who was covered in stains, couldn't help sobbing softly. After all, she was only a student, and she had never experienced such a situation.

Chu Mo, whose anger was rising slowly in his heart, didn't care about anything, and turned his gaze directly to Lu Siyue who was hesitant in front of him, and said with a gloomy expression:

"All the losses in the bar today are covered by me. Is 10 million enough?" Seeing Lu Siyue's eyes widen, Chu Mo immediately increased the price:

"Not enough? Then 100 million! If it's not enough, you ask for a price, and I will pay the price."

This time there was no need for Lu Siyue to speak at all. Li Ming on the side directly held the Moutai bottle in front of him, turned around and walked towards the outside of the booth. Seven or eight second-generation and third-generation people stood up and shouted Then he followed.

As for the four or five rich ladies, they also followed with excitement.

For these little girls who are full all day and have nothing to do, and just like to join in the fun, being able to see the handsome and heroic looks of boys fighting is the capital they talk about in the circle of sisters.

In addition to Chu Mo, whose face turned red after drinking, a group of more than a dozen people rushed to the booth opposite.

At this time, the lobby has been replaced with explosive music, and colorful lights are constantly flashing above the head. The whole bar is enveloped in a violent atmosphere.

Li Ming, who was holding a wine bottle in his hand, rushed to the front without saying a word. The handsome young man with a fair face and two empty wine glasses in his hand suddenly smiled and said:

"Mingzi, I thought you were really a coward, but your eyesight isn't very good, you can handle this kind of stuff?"

The young man called Sun Li by Li Ming was full of arrogance. He pointed at the soaked girl in Hanfu with his finger, looking nothing but that.

This doesn't need to make any sense.

Chu Mo, who was so drunk, took a step forward. He raised his foot and kicked the young man opposite him hard in the stomach.

As soon as he stepped down, the young man who was still full of arrogance immediately hugged his stomach and bowed his waist. The young man with a ferocious face raised his head and looked at Chu Mo fiercely. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Mo snatched what was left from Li Ming's hand. The lower half of the Moutai bottle was smashed hard on the young man's head.

"Cao..."

Then, this was the trigger, and the five or six companions behind the young man and the eight or nine people behind Chu Mo immediately swarmed together.

Chu Mo's side took the lead and directly abolished the young people who led them. Coupled with the fact that there were two or three more people than the other party, the natural advantage became more and more obvious.

After Chu Mo and the studded young man named Zhou Gang worked together to put down a young man who was the strongest man across the street, the entire booth was in a mess, with all kinds of noises, beatings and scolding.

The chaotic scene came quickly, but it also passed quickly. After a minute or two, five or six young people on the opposite side had all lay on the ground.

But at this time, Chu Mo, who was sweating all over his body, and the blood on his body gradually calmed down, realized that there were ten or twenty black-clothed men surrounded behind him, but these people were all stopped by Lu Siyue, and no one could Step forward.

"Brother Chu, how to deal with these thieves."

The young man with earrings who had just fought side by side with Chu Mo and felt closer to him came to Chu Mo's side, pointed to a group of people opposite him and asked.

Chu Mo gave him a funny look, and said:

"Why, do you still want to kill Ren and silence?"

Hearing this, the young man with stud earrings immediately sneered and stopped talking.

Chu Mo rubbed the bridge of his nose. He didn't take off his glasses during the scuffle just now. Now he doesn't know where to throw the 580,000 glasses, and he doesn't bother to look for them again, although his vision is blurred without glasses , but the effect is not large.

He came to Lu Siyue's side and said softly:

"What about her?"

Naturally knowing who Chu Mo was referring to, the woman in the cheongsam with a serious look said softly:

"I asked someone to send her back first. This is a dispute between Liu Ming and Sun Li, the rich second generations. It would be bad if it involved a little girl like her."

Hearing this, Chu Mo nodded lightly. His group of people are not afraid, but if that rich second generation named Sun Li really troubles Wu Xinyi afterwards, that girl may not be able to bear it. It's also a good thing that she pulled out of the circle.

He saw a dozen or so black-clothed men nearby with unfriendly expressions, and he knew that these people were security guards at the bar. If Lu Siyue hadn't stopped him, he wouldn't have been able to beat him so happily, so he nodded at the cheongsam woman in front of him. , All kinds of shouts came from behind.

"Li Ming, you have the guts to fight with me, this matter is not over."

"And you, wait..."

With the support of several companions, Sun Li, who was covering the back of his head, tapped Chu Mo hard with his hands.

Just now Chu Mo's kick and a bottle of wine almost knocked him out. Since when did he suffer such grievances, he yelled directly:

"They're all fucking dead, call me, there's no end to this today."

The foreplay is over, so naturally it's time to call friends and form cliques.

This matter had a lot to do with Chu Mo, so it was impossible for him to pat his ass and walk away.

To tell you the truth, this man has also been beaten, and his breath is smooth. Chu Mo suddenly felt refreshed. He recalled the huge shock when the wine bottle hit the young man's head just now, and he had a lot of aftertaste a feeling of.

This was the first time in the past twenty-five years that he opened a scoop to someone, and it was also the first time he had a direct fight with someone since he grew up. To be honest, the taste was really good.

Of course, in his capacity, it is estimated that such an opportunity will never come again in the future. This is the first time, and it should be the last time.

Chu Mo unhurriedly took out the phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and after a few rings, someone answered the phone, and said casually:

"It's me, the Houhai Bar on Phoenix Avenue. I'm having a fight with someone here. Bring someone here."

After saying a word, he simply hung up the phone, and then looked up the number again. After a while, he continued to dial a number, and waited quietly. This time the waiting time was a little longer. Half a minute later, the other party answered the phone with The flat Chu Mo voice said indifferently:

"Houhai Bar on Phoenix Avenue, bring the company's legal team, I'll wait for you here."

When he hung up the phone and dialed the third number again, Lu Siyue on the side had already faintly felt a stormy atmosphere.

When Lu Siyue put her eyes on Sun Li, who was also calling friends and friends, she suddenly felt sympathy for this guy who didn't deal with him when he was young.

With Sun Li's identity and status, the helpers who can be called are obviously rich second-generation and rich third-generation people who are on the same level as him. You expect him to recruit some big shots, and to support him with a kid for the sake of a child's fight, that's not right. Reality.

However, on the contrary, the man in front of me whose complexion gradually became calm, the helpers he recruited seemed to be of a different level at all.

In Lu Siyue's complex face, Chu Mo hung up the phone, and he sat back in the original private room. When he picked up the red wine in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and put it down.

He just had a full glass of white wine, and now the strength of the wine is slowly showing. He will feel a little dazed and uncomfortable.

The young man named Sun Li on the opposite side was still blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Li Ming, who had a footprint on his thigh, limped over. The corner of his mouth was bruised, but it was not serious. In addition, he had won the battle, and Chu Mo, a tall man, stood on top of him. Excited, when he came to Chu Mo, Li Ming said directly:

"Brother Chu, I should also call people here, otherwise we will suffer when there are too many of them."

Chu Mo waved his hand. He had just called to inform Jiang Tao that there were already hundreds of veterans at the detective agency. Like the weak rich second generation opposite, it was useless to come. Even Jiang Tao alone could settle all of them.

Chu Mo, who was not worried about this, asked casually:

"That Sun Li, what do you do at home?"

After the words fell, before Li Ming could answer, Lu Siyue beside him had already opened the mouth and said:

"The Sun family is the general agent of Ferrari in Greater China, controlling the lifeline of all Ferrari franchise stores in Huaguo, and has a lot of contacts and energy in Shanghai."

Just when Chu Mo was silent, a weak voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"I think you seem thirsty, do you want some juice?"

It is Zhao Lili, a girl with a ponytail, who looks like a little rabbit.

Zhao Lili was holding a goblet in her hand, but the glass was not red wine or white wine, but a glass of juice. Just now, Zhao Lili saw Chu Mo pick up the red wine and then put it down again, so she brought a glass of juice on her own initiative.

Chu Mo, who happened to be thirsty, did not refuse. He took the goblet from the girl, and when his fingertips inadvertently touched the girl's slender fingers, the girl subconsciously took a step back. Stomach.

Afterwards, Chu Mo picked up the phone for the fourth time, dialed a number again, and waited quietly.

This time, the waiting time was a bit longer. About a minute later, the call was connected. Chu Mo, who had a calm face, had returned to his previous calm appearance. His voice was calm, and at the same time, he said in a calm tone:

"Mr. Ren, I'm Chu Mo, sorry to disturb you so late."

On the other end of the phone, Ren Wenxuan, chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment, did not have any dissatisfaction, and his voice was rarely polite.

Chu Mo's Shiyuan Entertainment and Ren Wenxuan's Shangyuan Entertainment are now in their honeymoon period, and the two companies are working closely together.

"That's right, I want to ask, do you have any contact with the Ferrari agent? ... It's not the Sun family in Greater China, the upper level of the Sun family, the general agent in Asia, or the Ferrari headquarters...

I want to take over the role of the general agent in Greater China from the Sun family... yes, okay, you can ask me, it doesn't matter if it's money or not, as long as I can get this general agent, I will remember Mr. Ren's favor Downloaded...Okay, if you have any news, please contact me. I'll wait for your phone number. "

When putting away the phone, Chu Mo found that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely silent, the kind of silence where even breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Chu Mo looked at the dozen or so rich second generations gathered beside him with a strange expression, and after noticing that all of them were looking straight at him, Chu Mo touched his cheek and said puzzledly:

"What's wrong? I have something on my face?"

After a long silence, Lu Siyue, who was sitting beside her, suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Who did you call just now?"

Chu Mo, still holding the phone in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Ren Wenxuan, chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment."

After the words fell, there was a sudden gasp from all around.

Ren Wenxuan, the top guru in the Huaguo entertainment circle, controls half of the entire Huaguo entertainment circle.

With one word from him, he can decide the fate of a superstar. When he stomps his feet, the entire entertainment industry will be shaken.

In the Forbes list last year, Ren Wenxuan ranked thirteenth on the list of China's richest people with a net worth of 165 billion, a truly wealthy family.

For these rich second generations, such a person is completely their idol, and their lifelong goal is also an existence that they will never be able to come into contact with.

But now, the young man in front of him, who was drinking, beating, and fighting with them just now, made a casual phone call with their idol.

The discussion was about taking over the Ferrari agent in Greater China.

It's as if the peers who were just chatting and spanking with them just now turned into serious, rigid and powerful existences like their parents.

"Well, Brother Chu... How are you talking... Brother Chu, you don't really want to be the spokesperson for Greater China, do you?"

When Zhao Lili, who had just poured juice for herself, asked cautiously, a dozen or so rich second generations swallowed their saliva at the same time, their eyes filled with excitement, caution, and respect.

"No, Ren Wenxuan doesn't know Ferrari's agent."

Chu Mo's words fell, and before a group of rich second-generation Xiao Xiaosong could breathe a sigh of relief, he changed his words and said in a flat voice:

"However, Zhang Dahua, the richest man, has contacts in this area. Ren Wenxuan has already contacted Zhang Dahua for me. If there are no accidents, the problem should not be serious."

After the bland words fell, Li Ming, whose mouth was still a little bruised, suddenly turned his head and glanced at his rival, Sun Li, who was still clamoring.

At this moment, Li Ming suddenly felt that the enemy in front of him was not so hateful anymore.

On the contrary, he suddenly felt sorry for the young man opposite him.

This guy, I don't know if he can survive tonight.

His eyes quietly turned to Lu Siyue who was beside him, but he found that his best friend, who had played together since childhood, was staring blankly at the young man opposite him.

There was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

Li Ming who slightly shook his head and smiled wryly said softly to himself:

"This girl is completely hopeless."

Just as Li Ming finished speaking, a large group of men in black suddenly appeared at the gate of the bar, which had been quieted down because of the disturbance just now.

A dense crowd of men in black came towards the booth with a murderous look on their faces.

"Mr. Chu, we are here!"

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