Hexagonal God

Everyone has friends, and some friends are even life-threatening friends who are willing to risk their lives for you.

But there are very few such friends, and people will basically never use them in their lifetime.

This task from the system doesn't sound like a big deal, but Su Mo realizes the importance of this task.

100% favorability, and it won’t decrease, what kind of concept is that?

This friend must open his eyes and see carefully. Don't lock on to an ordinary person, otherwise it will be useless to Su Mo.

Even ordinary wealthy people, even world-famous wealthy people, mean nothing to Su Mo.

As long as it is a problem that can be solved with money, it is not a problem for Su Mo. It doesn't matter to Su Mo how much money someone has.

I don’t know if I will encounter any big fish in this bidding.

The car drove all the way to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Bangkok. Dawa arranged for Su Mo to stay in a presidential suite, and all the rooms on this floor were given to his entourage.

"Su, there will be a banquet on the third floor of the hotel at 8 o'clock in the evening. You must attend then. My father and all the guests will be there."

"OK, I will be there on time."

Su Mo said goodbye to Dawa, rested for a while in the hotel room and took a nap.

It’s a long journey, and you’ll be tired even if you take a private plane, so make sure you’re refreshed first.

Su Mo slept until seven o'clock and was woken up by his secretary Liu Nian.

"Boss Su, get up and wash up, it's time to go to the banquet."

Su Mo got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Twenty minutes later, Su Mo came out, looking radiant.

There was still more than half an hour before the banquet officially started, but Su Mo had nothing to do, so he prepared to go out for a walk.

Coming out of the elevator, Su Mo went to the hotel's landscape swimming pool.

The swimming pool is located on the rooftop and is only for VIPs of the hotel, so there are not many people.

Just because there aren't many people doesn't mean there isn't anyone. Compared to those noisy public swimming pools, this place is just relatively quiet.

On the way, Su Mo met several people who knew him. The moment they saw Su Mo, they opened their mouths in surprise, looking incredible.

However, Su Mo just faced it with a smile and did not show any enthusiasm.

Fortunately, the quality of these guests was relatively high. They did not chat too much and just greeted each other. Only one blonde girl asked to take a photo with Su Mo, and Su Mo agreed.

When Su Mo reached the top floor and just stepped out of the elevator, he heard people chatting.

No, not chatting, but arguing.

Moreover, Su Mo was surprisingly familiar with the voices of these two people.

One of them was Korean, and he was angrily accusing the other one.

"Ashiba! You've gone too far! You're discriminating against our Republic of Korea. You must apologize to me for this!"

Su Mo was very familiar with this voice. This should be Zheng Junxi.

Zheng Junxi is the illegitimate son of the boss of Hyundai Motor Group. He has dealt with Su Mo several times. In the end, Hyundai Motor withdrew from the Chinese market in disgrace.

Later, Su Molue learned a little about Zheng Junxi's affairs. After returning, he was deprived of his rights by his father and became an idle playboy. He no longer had the right to inherit the group.

Logically speaking, this kind of playboy shouldn't appear in such occasions. I don't know why he came this time.

Su Mo turned the corner and saw several people confronting each other.

Among them, Zheng Junxi's side is all Korean, and it seems that he is not in the position of the protagonist.

On the Korean side, the dominant figure was a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

This person should be of high status, and even Su Mo felt that he looked familiar.

This seems to be the head of Samsung, and he seems to have taken office this year.

His last name is Li, but I can’t remember his specific name at the moment.

Such a person is undoubtedly a prominent figure, but he is standing there without saying a word.

Although Zheng Junxi was shouting at this moment, he seemed a little lacking in confidence.

It shouldn't happen. Zheng Junxi was so arrogant when he was in China. He was not an easy person to deal with. Although he no longer has the right to inherit the company, he is still one of the world's top rich second-generations and will not be intimidated when facing ordinary people.

He felt a little insecure now because the person standing opposite him was a blond foreigner.

People from the beautiful country.

No wonder. To Koreans, people from the United States are naturally superior to them. Moreover, those who come to such occasions are definitely not simple.

The foreigner had his back to Su Mo and was shrugging his shoulders in defense: "I won't apologize. You are the one who should apologize. You bumped into me."

"It was you who bumped into me! Mr. Donald, you're just a businessman and have no right to act like a jerk in front of Hyundai Motor Group."

"Zheng, you're just a loser. The whole world knows you're good at apologizing. After all, you once apologized in front of the media in China, so apologizing isn't difficult for you."

This foreigner was not a good person either. He stabbed Zheng Junxi in the heart as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zheng Junxi's face suddenly turned pale with anger: "That has nothing to do with you, it's because of football!"

"I know football. Believe me, no one in the world knows football better than me." Hearing this tune, Su Mo's sense of familiarity suddenly became clear.

There are not many people in the world who can speak like this, and one of them is particularly famous.

Donald Trump.

Su Mo was deeply impressed by this little old man.

He is the only person who has served two terms as president of the United States, and not consecutively.

Su Mo remembered that when he first served as president, he participated in the general election in 16 and officially took office in 17.

But it has only been 14 years now, and Mr. Donald is still just a businessman, no wonder he appears in such an occasion.

Three years later, he would never come to such an occasion.

But Jung Joon-hee persisted, "What do you know about football? Your country is a football desert. You only know basketball and rugby. How dare you compete with us?"

Donald smiled and said, "Yes, you are very powerful. After all, you are the only country in the world that dares to establish a country on our military base."

This sentence was a great insult to Koreans. Zheng Junxi was furious like a dog whose tail was stepped on, but he would never dare to do anything to the beautiful American businessman in front of him.

Seeing that the old man opposite was unmoved, Zheng Junxi, who had suffered a loss, could only look to the person behind him for help.

"Mr. Li, what do you think?"

The man called Mr. Li finally spoke.

"Hello, Mr. Donald."

"Hello, Mr. Li Zairong."

Su Mo also suddenly remembered that this person's name was Li Zairong.

Li Zairong said politely, "You came here with the Morgan Consortium this time, right? Our group cooperates with the Morgan Consortium in many areas. I don't want to cause any friction over such a small matter. Besides, it was you who really bumped into Mr. Zheng Junxi this time. Look, his nose is bleeding."

Su Mo also looked at Zheng Junxi carefully, and sure enough, there were red marks under his nose, which had just been wiped.

No wonder, Zheng Junxi is not tall, and Donald on the opposite side is tall and strong, so of course he can't bump into the other person.

Su Mo didn't see the cause of the incident, but he probably bumped into the other person.

Donald was relatively cautious when facing Li Zairong.

After all, the other party's identity is different, and he has already taken over, so he deserves more attention.

But no matter how much he cares about it, he still won't apologize.

"Mr. Li, although I bumped into him, he also bumped into me. Just because I'm tall and strong doesn't mean I'm the victim. Just because his nose is bleeding doesn't mean I'm responsible. The law doesn't always favor the injured person. Believe me, no one understands the law better than me."

Li Zairong was a little angry. He had already spoken nicely, so wouldn't the old man opposite him give him a way out?
"Mr. Donald, please be mindful of your words and actions. You don't want to get into any business disputes over such a trivial matter. I believe that's not what Mr. Morgan wants to see either."

Donald hesitated a little after hearing Li Zairong's threat.

Of course he didn't care about the Koreans, but he didn't want it to affect other things, and he didn't want to lose the Morgan family's favor towards him.

But he hadn't figured out what to do in the current situation.

Just as he was thinking, Su Mo came out from behind.

"That's not right. When it comes to business, that's what Mr. Donald is best at. He once wrote a book called The Art of the Deal, which sold over 300 million copies in the United States. Is there anyone who knows more about business than him? You Koreans should stop trying to teach him how to do things."

Hearing Su Mo's voice, several people's attention was drawn to him.

When Donald saw Su Mo, his eyes lit up. It was obvious that he knew Su Mo.

Su Mo quietly sent a probe over.

Donald Trump, male, 67 years old, current location: top floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, Thailand, favorability rating: 40.

After five seconds, detect again.

Donald Trump, male, 67 years old, current location: top floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, Thailand, favorability rating: 50.

His favorability is increasing, obviously because I spoke for him.

A ten-point increase in favorability at once is no ordinary improvement, which shows that Su Mo's words hit the nail on the head.

Most people don’t know that Donald has written a book, but Su Mo knows it, and he also knows that Donald is very proud of it.

Mentioning something that makes a person proud is undoubtedly an important way to win his favor.

Zheng Junxi, who was standing opposite, turned pale when he saw Su Mo.

"Su Mo, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? If I hadn't been here, I wouldn't have known how powerful Master Zheng was. He actually dared to challenge your current master. He's become so bold."

Zheng Junxi was a little afraid to speak. The psychological shadow left by Su Mo on him was too great.

His experiences in football and racing made him develop Soviet phobia.

He wanted to back out, but Li Zairong next to him didn't want to leave in such a disgrace.

"Su, you're here to bid as well, right? Do you want to be an enemy of our Korean companies?" (End of this chapter)