Hexagonal God

Chapter 182: Unexpected Grandmaster Occupation

After taking down this Grandmaster Peak Equipment column, Su Mo took a look.

In fact, there are no props, but there are four glowing frames in the talent area.

Other talents cannot be included, only master-level talents can be included.

Su Mo currently has four master-level talents.

They are: Driver: Professional racing driver (Master level, daily salary 2740).

Sprinter: Athlete (Master level, daily salary 15000).

Hurdler: Athlete (Master level, daily salary 15000).

Male model: First-line model (master level, daily salary 68500).

These four professions each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

When it comes to the profession of driver, a master can only say that he is nothing.

There are too many drivers in the world, and professional racing drivers are also numerous, so there is not much money to be made.

Only master-level professional riders can reach the top in one step.

For example, Schumacher.

Can you believe that the driver made 1 billion US dollars?

However, Su Mo was still a little hesitant about whether to include the racing driver as one of the upgrade boxes.

After all, once selected, it cannot be changed, so you should be cautious.

Between sprinting and hurdles, sprinting is more attractive to Su Mo.

The fastest man in the world, no, the fastest running man, sounds pretty cool.

However, the cost-effectiveness of this skill is not high.

So what if he was the fastest? He didn't want to compete in the Olympics.

Besides, Su Mo's current speed is already very good, and he is very close to the international master level. If he concentrates on practicing, it will only take ten days or so to upgrade.

So now it always feels a bit of a loss to raise the sprint to the Grandmaster level.

The same goes for the hurdles; he doesn't want to install them upwards either.

Liu Xiang has already become famous, so it would be pointless for him to compete with others for their jobs.

The right thing to do is to live peacefully for a while, upgrade to the Grandmaster level naturally, and then earn a high daily salary.

As for the last male model, Su Mo didn't want to upgrade him.

Upgrading this profession to Grandmaster will not bring any improvement to oneself, but will instead result in a loss of money. Moreover, Su Mo can also upgrade it through his own efforts.

He had communicated with Sullivan, and Sullivan had also asked Su Mo when he would have time to attend a Paris Fashion Week or Milan Fashion Week show.

As long as Su Mo can achieve success at a fashion week and increase the global sales of his brand's clothing to 100 million, he can be upgraded to a master-level male model.

This is easy to accomplish. At worst, Su Mo can just go there once. Even if the sales volume doesn’t reach the target, he can just buy it himself.

Anyway, I will become richer and richer in the future, and the income from unlocking a master-level male model will far exceed 100 million.

So in the end, Su Mo had only two choices, racing driver or sprinter.

Just as Su Mo was hesitating, the phone rang.

Su Mo picked up the phone and took a look. It was a local number in Shanghai, with the last digit 8888. It was also a relatively valuable number.

The call was connected, and there was a man on the other end.

"Is it Su Mo?"

"I am, who are you?"

"I'm Qin Ben."

This name flashed through Su Mo's mind, and he thought of someone.

A rich second-generation man from Shanghai was called the "Emperor of Shanghai" by netizens because his luxury car was crashed and he calmly played with his mobile phone in front of the car.

But that was all he had a vague impression of, and he didn't know anything else, so Su Mo still responded politely: "Hello, Mr. Qin, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Don't call me Mr. Qin anymore. Call me Brother Qin. I heard from my friends in the capital that you're in Shanghai. So, I'll do my best to be your host. Come to the Shanghai Circuit on Yining Road in the JD District at 8 p.m. and we'll meet, okay?"

Su Mo thought about it, and since he had nothing to do in the evening, he agreed directly: "Okay, see you tonight."

After hanging up the phone with Qin Ben, Su Mo called Liao Jingxiang.

Hearing Su Mo's words, Liao Jingxiang reminded him, "I know Qin Ben. He's from the Shanghai Supercar Club. But you'd better be careful when interacting with him. His father is not from Shanghai, but from Hong Kong Island. He lives near the racecourse. He started out as a junket operator in Macau casinos. He often brings people from the inland to gamble there, and many of them have lost their fortunes. Every penny he earns is not clean."

Hearing this, Su Mo was curious: "Sister Xiang, you are also in the supercar club, right?"

"Yeah, but I'm just a jerk. I hardly go there anymore."

"Because of people?"

"Well, if the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked. That shabby club accepts anyone. When someone like Qin Ben comes in, many old players will quit. He even cheats everyone in the club."

"How is it?"

"No one wanted to go to Macau with him, so he set up a scheme here in Shanghai. He found some professional racers and played dumb. He usually held races at the racetrack, and many fellow racers came to place bets. As a result, the races were rigged, and anyone who went usually lost. Some of the pros refused to accept this and raced themselves. If they had won based on their own skills, it would have been fine, but someone was responsible for a car crash, and one of the club members ended up in the hospital, spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair." "How can you tolerate this?"

"There's nothing we can do. Both parties were injured, so we just call it an accident. The president must have had something fishy going on with him, and he's on his side. Even calling the police won't get him justice. The person who got hurt can only blame himself for his bad luck."

Su Mo thought for a moment: "Then why did he look for me?"

Liao Jingxiang hesitated for a moment: "I'm not sure, but I think it might be related to your purchase of a property. After all, there are very few secrets in this world nowadays, and we're not deliberately hiding it."

"Okay, I'll go check it out tonight and find out."

"Okay, Ning Yan and I will go out and have some fun tonight if we have nothing to do."

After hanging up the phone with Liao Jing, Su Mo took a look at the skills he had not yet selected, and he already had a rough idea in his mind.

Don’t make a choice yet. Let’s see what happens tonight. Maybe I can give myself a little surprise.

After breakfast, Su Mo had originally planned to go and see the property he wanted to shoot for, but now he changed his mind.

He called the hotel housekeeper Li Wang over.

"Please help me book a lawyer. Come to my suite tomorrow morning. I want the best lawyer in the city."

"Help me find a few more security guards. They need to be elite, preferably veterans."

"Then make an appointment for me with the person in charge of the bankruptcy insurance company on the 24th floor and tell him I'll be going to see the house tomorrow."

Hearing Su Mo's words, Li Wang was a little in awe.

That insurance company has not one layer, but four layers.

This customer actually wants to buy a property worth one billion yuan!

He suppressed his shock and took Su Mo's instructions very seriously, saying that he would make an appointment and contact him immediately.

After finishing the instructions, Su Mo left the room and went to the gym on the 53rd floor.

The 53rd floor of the International Finance Center is the fitness area, which not only has the largest gym in Pudong, but also a huge swimming pool.

Su Mo planned to learn how to swim. The dog paddles he performed when he saved people that day were really not very good. He wanted to improve his swimming skills, strengthen his body and get a daily salary, which was the best of both worlds.

But when he arrived at the fitness area, he saw that it was completely overcrowded.

Many people were filming with their mobile phone cameras, targeting a fighting ring in the distance.

Su Mo looked around and saw a banner hanging above the fighting stage.

"Warmly welcome Mr. Feilong to the IFC Center Gym."

Seeing this name, Su Mo was slightly stunned.

Isn't this the person who had quarreled with him on Weibo some time ago? There has been no news from him for a long time and Su Mo almost forgot about him. He didn't expect to see him here.

Su Mo wanted to go forward to take a look, but a security guard stopped him: "Sir, if you want to watch it, it's over here. If you want to see it up close, you have to buy a ticket over there."

Su Mo took a look and saw that the surrounding area was blocked by safety ropes and ordinary spectators were separated. There was a ticket office there if they wanted to watch up close.

Su Mo immediately walked over and bought a front row ticket.

The fees are not low, the front row ticket costs two thousand yuan.

I walked over with the ticket and saw Feilong and a Thai man warming up on the ring.

Su Mo didn't know the Thai man, but he always felt that he looked familiar. It seemed that he had appeared on TV before. He should be a famous boxer.

The host is introducing the players on the stage.

"Dear audience members, please be quiet."

"Those of you who like fighting may know that Mr. Feilong has already challenged Thai boxing champion Buakaw. The match will be held next month. Today, Mr. Feilong will be here to perform a warm-up match with Buakaw's disciple, WBC World Muay Thai Champion, Superbon. This match is for show purposes only. After their performance, if you are interested in fighting, you can also go up to the ring to spar with the champions and get their guidance. Spectators who are interested can register there, pay a fee, and sign a letter of responsibility before you can go up on stage."

"Now let's enjoy a three-round fight between the two sides!"

Su Mo took a look and showed no interest.

Since it is an exhibition match, it is purely a script. It is estimated that Feilong will win by points, and then build momentum for the next match against Buakaw.

This is also an unspoken rule. Before the winner is determined, both sides must hype the game as much as possible, and make enough money first, regardless of whether they win or lose.

Su Mo originally wanted to leave, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

Among his four grandmaster-level skills, one must be a fighting skill.

When Su Mo was in Ice City, he had learned mixed martial arts for many days.

In fact, his fighting skills are already quite high, and his techniques are definitely entry-level or even proficient. However, the system said that this sport is a high-paying profession, and there are thresholds for upgrading.

The entry level is to defeat a Wulinfeng player.

The mastery level is to defeat a professional fighting ring fighter, such as K1, Thai boxing, or Brazilian boxing fighter.

The master level is to defeat a player who has won a gold belt in a certain profession.

The Grandmaster level requires defeating the heavyweight champion of the profession.

Su Mo's weight is barely in the middleweight category, and is quite a distance away from the heavyweight category. It is basically impossible for him to upgrade to the grandmaster level in a short period of time, so he is thinking about upgrading his fighting skills to the master level.

Isn’t this a good opportunity right now?
Feilong actually came to my door, it’s a godsend.

(End of this chapter)