"Do you have a hundred billion?" Mo Xiangyu casually said a number.
She's just playing around. No amount of money would get her to join any lousy company. She doesn't even care about top international corporations, let alone a tiny entertainment company in Jinghai.
Does it come with a matching pair?
To everyone's surprise, Zhong Aiping nodded without hesitation, "One hundred billion is no problem."
I was referring to US dollars.
"That's fine too." He loved the paperback version so perfectly round, and the paisley version so perfectly round, agreeing to whatever she said, with a nonchalant and indifferent expression.
It's as if he really has that much money.
“Then please give me the money, Young Master Zhong,” Mo Xiangyu said, putting him in a difficult position.
"Money isn't urgent. Shouldn't we discuss the details properly? Miss Mo, do you have time? I've arranged a dinner party for tonight. I hope you'll do me the honor of joining me."
The fox's tail has been revealed; this is probably his real purpose.
Getting the person over there is basically half the battle won.
Mo Xiangyu glanced at Li Changfeng, who was focused on eating, taking one bite at a time, without interrupting or paying attention.
“Alright, I also hope that Young Master Zhong has the money ready, so that we won’t be embarrassed if we don’t have enough money.” Seeing that her junior brother was silent, Mo Xiangyu made the decision herself.
It's all about having fun, no matter where you go.
We're planning to stay for three days; we can't just stay cooped up in the villa forever.
“I look forward to Miss Mo’s arrival tonight.” Zhong Aiping stood up, her heart filled with joy. “I will go back and make some preparations now, so I won’t disturb everyone’s time any longer. Farewell.”
"Take care." After the person left, Ye Zihan immediately reminded Mo Xiangyu, "Sister Mo, you were just saying it casually, you won't really keep the appointment, right?"
"Who said that? I'm actually planning to go." Mo Xiangyu played with her long, black hair, twirling it with one finger, looking alluring and seductive.
"Try not to go. Zhong Aiping has all sorts of scandals, so it's not allowed. Just stay at home and behave yourself."
"Besides, he doesn't have a hundred billion US dollars, nor enough Japanese yen. It's all just boasting. Who knows what he's up to? Just pretend this person never came and you don't know him at all." Ye Zihan meant well and was afraid of getting into trouble.
"Don't worry, I'll take my junior brother with me."
Ye Zihan had no choice but to say, "Fine."
With Li Changfeng by her side, there was nothing to worry about. Ye Zihan had no doubt about Li Changfeng's abilities; with him around, there would be no surprises!
"I'm not going. I'd rather stay home and watch some videos, like those about repairing donkey hooves," Li Changfeng refused to go with them.
"Are you men always busy with DIY projects, building dog kennels, and fixing donkey hooves? There are clearly the most beautiful women on short videos, posing and twisting all day long. Don't you watch them? Are you sick in the head?"
"All the beauties are pink skulls, better not to look at them." Li Changfeng saw through it all. "They're nothing but a bunch of vampires, relying on beauty filters to attract sex slaves."
“Take off these so-called beauty filters, change into your usual clothes, don’t show any skin or act provocatively, and they’re just ordinary people, even less attractive than ordinary people.”
"Nowadays it's all about technology: skin smoothing, face slimming, lighting, makeup, etc. Everyone looks like a beauty, but in reality, few of them could compete."
"When you're sending gifts, you're a big shot; when you're not, you're nothing, they won't even give you a second glance." Li Changfeng spoke eloquently, offering his insights and opinions on making money through live streaming.
"In the end, they're just trying to squeeze money out of you. If you spend a little money, you won't get any pleasure. But if you spend a lot, you could afford dozens of technicians."
Even if you stupidly grind and grind like crazy, whether you can actually play it or not is still a different story.
"If you spend even a penny, it's disrespectful to yourself. You might as well just go and get your feet washed. Love begins with the clock, and when it stops, you're still not satisfied. Adding a clock is worse than anything else."
Li Changfeng's words were quite truthful, coming from the bottom of his heart.
"Oh ho, you know so much, you must have spent a lot of money, right? The experience you gained from spending money?" Mo Xiangyu said teasingly, her narrow eyes squinting.
"I've watched a few of Sao Pai's live streams, but they're not very interesting. I've never spent a single cent on them."
"Money doesn't grow on trees, especially for ordinary people. Earning money is hard work; it's all hard-earned. Wouldn't it be better to buy some clothes or ribs for your family?"
That's another spot-on point.
"Brother Changfeng, you're absolutely right, I support your opinion." Shen Qiqi gave a thumbs up.
"Junior brother, speaking of which, you really aren't coming with me?" Mo Xiangyu asked again.
"I'm not going."
"Really?" Mo Xiangyu licked her lips, her little pink tongue deliberately swirling around twice.
Its purpose: to enlighten someone through appearances.
Li Changfeng coughed lightly twice, suddenly remembering what happened last night. He realized that his mouth had played a significant role, and he had to give it his due.
"Since my senior sister has spoken, how could I not go? I was just joking. My senior sister is so beautiful. If I'm not by her side to protect her, I'll regret it if something happens."
“Good junior brother, that’s more like it. I won’t let you run errands for nothing. You’ll get all the rewards you deserve.” Mo Xiangyu blinked her bright, intelligent eyes.
"Hehe." Li Changfeng seemed to understand what his senior sister meant and couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Changfeng, your smile is so lewd." Shen Qiqi exclaimed in disgust, pouting.
"Is there?"
"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"
"Get the hell out of here."
Hehehe!
"Giggle!"
The two siblings set off together that evening, with Li Changfeng as the driver and Mo Xiangyu sitting with her legs crossed in the passenger seat.
Zhong Aiping and Zhong Aiping agreed to meet at the Jinghai Hotel, which is considered a typical luxury hotel and is well-known to locals for its high prices.
"Junior brother, how about we do something exciting?" Mo Xiangyu asked seductively, thinking of a scene from a movie.
"Um, senior sister, I'm driving."
"It's precisely because we're driving that it has such a unique charm." Mo Xiangyu rubbed her hands together, her anticipation at its peak, her eyes practically sparkling.
Wasn't the eldest sister always so arrogant and domineering? Wasn't she always so close and intimate with the junior brother? She's just using the same old tricks.
Today we must reach a whole new level and surpass our senior sister.
Li Changfeng wasn't a child, so he naturally understood what Mo Xiangyu meant. "Senior sister, how about we come back? It's a busy time of year, and if we accidentally get into another car accident, that would be troublesome."
"Plus, you're a well-known figure, and with the crowd so dense that you can't get out, you're trapped."
Mo Xiangyu thought for a moment and then agreed, "Okay."
The two sped towards the hotel.
Zhong Aiping sat in the luxurious private room, restless and extremely excited.
My mind is already filled with fantasies, so beautiful it's almost unbearable, and I can't help but smile.
It's coming soon! An international superstar! That figure, that face, that charisma, that charm—even if I died the next day, it would be worth it to have a bite.
It's not a wasted life.
Zhong Aiping paced back and forth in the room, feeling somewhat nervous despite being used to large-scale events.
He opened the door and called his bodyguard in, "Are you ready?"
"Everything is ready, just waiting for someone to arrive."
"The medication was very strong."
"Don't worry, young master."
"good!"
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