Night bar.

Because it was morning, the Night Bar was not open yet, and there were only a few waiters cleaning and clearing away the "masterpieces" left in the room by drunk men and women.

Mu Shiyu was wearing blindingly high heels, and the sound of her heels hitting the floor tiles broke the scope of her vision.

"Hello miss, we don't open until 7pm," the bar waiter said politely.

Just by looking at Mu Shiyu's clothes, one could tell that she was a rich person, and he was just an ordinary bar waiter, so he naturally had to be polite when speaking to her.

"Let me get my bag. I forgot to take it when I left this morning!" Mu Shiyu said. Her voice seemed to have a kind of magic, which was both pleasant and irresistible.

"Bag? By the way, this morning a gentleman came to check out with an LV bag and said that its owner would probably come here to look for it." The waiter took out the bag that Jun Zimo brought.

"Please take a look, is this it?" The waiter carefully took out the bag. He didn't dare to move it too much. If he accidentally damaged the bag, he might have to work to pay off his debts in his next life.

"Yes, it's mine, thank you!" Mu Shiyu took the bag and was about to leave, when suddenly she seemed to think of something interesting.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "I need the contact information of the person who checked out."

"This... isn't good! Ma'am, our bar has a rule that we can't casually disclose guests' information," said the waiter.

Although the lady in front of him looked very noble, he could not break the rules of the bar, otherwise if the boss found out, he would be fired.

"Ten thousand, and I want this person's name and mobile phone number!" Mu Shiyu offered the chips. He believed that no one would have a problem with money, and he was just an employee.

"Ma'am, this is not a question of money, it's a question of principle." The waiter was obviously very tempted. Ten thousand was almost half a month's salary for him, but he was still a little worried that others would find out.

Murong Xue was also confused. She didn't understand why her sister was so obsessed with that man. But she believed that her good sister had her reasons for doing so.

As the eldest daughter of the Mu Group in Shanghai, she has seen everything in the world. Maybe she suddenly became interested in this man!

"One hundred thousand. Don't worry, no one will know about this. Even if your boss knows, I will help you settle it." Mu Shiyu added another ninety thousand. Ninety thousand was almost four months' salary for the waiter. Now he only needed to retrieve the man's information to get the one hundred thousand.

For Mu Shiyu, even if the waiter disagreed, she could still get Jun Zimo's room to rest. It would just be a little more troublesome. Now any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

"One hundred thousand?" The waiter was shocked. So this is how wealthy women spend their money? What's her relationship with that man? Could it be that he just turned his back on her? That doesn't make sense! This beautiful woman has both money and beauty; no man would refuse her!

"Hurry up, check it or not, my time is precious!" Mu Shiyu was a little impatient. I just asked you to check the housing information and you can make 100,000 for free. Even if there is a problem, I will help you solve it. Why are you dragging your feet?

"Okay, okay! Please wait a moment, distinguished lady." The waiter operated on the computer.

"Name: Jun Zimo, Mobile Number: 130****7608" Mu Shiyu wrote it down on her mobile phone.

"Here is 100,000." Mu Shiyu took out 100,000 cash from her bag and placed it on the counter, then pulled Murong Xue, who was still confused, away.

…

Land in Shanghai is very expensive. If you are a newcomer here, it is almost impossible to find a place to live.

There are still five days before school starts, so Jun Zimo plans to find a place to live first. After all, he just "earned" 1 million yesterday, and he can't treat himself badly.

But Jun Zimo doesn’t know many people in Shanghai, so who can he ask for help?

That’s right!

Jun Zimo dialed a number, "Hello, Xiao Zhouzi!"

“???” The person who answered the phone looked confused. You have to know who he is. He is the eldest son of the Zhou family in Magic City. The Zhou Group, like the Mu Group, holds a very important position in Magic City.

In Shanghai, everyone who sees him has to be respectful. No one dares to call him "Little Zhouzi" except a few respected elders in his family.

But the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, which made Zhou Zetian very unhappy.

"Hello, who the hell are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you call me that!" Zhou Zetian started yelling into the phone.

Jun Zimo couldn't get a word out of what Zhou Zetian said, but he could understand. With his status in the Magic City, almost no one dared to speak to him like that, and he had also changed his phone number.

"Hey, why aren't you talking? Are you scared by your uncle Zhou and can't speak anymore?" Zhou Zetian thought he was very awesome when he heard that the other party was so scared that he couldn't speak.

"Xiao Zhou, don't be so angry. It's me, Jun Zimo!" Jun Zimo said calmly.

"Jun Zimo? I don't care if you are Jun Zimo or Chen Zimo, do you fucking know who I am?" Zhou Tian's scolding originally made him feel much better, but when he heard the other party calling him Xiao Zhou, he got angry again.

Just when Zhou Zetian was about to start his machine gun-like attack again, he seemed to have thought of something?

"What? What was your name?" Zhou Zetian was a little panicked. If it was really that person, he would definitely be beaten.

"It's me, Jun Zimo!" Jun Zimo answered concisely.

"Oh hi! It's you. Please don't mind me. I was criticizing the management and I got a little angry." Zhou Zetian was in a meeting at the company at this time. The management staff made a very low-level mistake, which made him very annoyed. Jun Zimo called him at this time, which caused this farce.

"It's okay, I understand!"

"Then what do you want from Xiao Zhou?" Zhou Zetian's expression changed instantly when he saw that Jun Zimo had no intention of blaming him.

"I have no place to live in Shanghai now. Can you help me find a house?" Jun Zimo explained his purpose.

"What? You are in the Magic City now?" Zhou Zetian was also surprised, because he knew that Jun Zimo's real identity was the prince of the Jun family in Kyoto. Why would he come to the Magic City?

"go to school!"

"What do you mean by going to school? Are you kidding?" Zhou Zetian was even more confused.

"You heard me right. I did come to Shanghai to study. But there are still five days left before school starts. I don't have any connections here, so I can't find a place to stay. Please help me find a house!"

"Why don't you come and stay at my house? I also want to catch up with you," Zhou Zetian invited sincerely.

"No, no need to trouble you. I'm in Shanghai now anyway, and there will be plenty of opportunities to meet." Jun Zimo refused. He didn't want to trouble others, nor did he want to owe others favors.

"Okay then, I'll make a call now and have someone contact you to see the house!"

"Um!"