Hexagonal God

Chapter 67 Where the dream begins
Ma Xiaochuan was sweating profusely, holding the phone, not knowing whether to make a transaction or take it back.

At this moment, he no longer cared about whether he would lose face or not.

He was very sure that he had offended a big shot.

It is unimaginable how much power an eighteen-year-old boy has behind him to casually take out thirty thousand bitcoins from his account.

At least among all the people Ma Xiaochuan knows, there is no such person.

The more ordinary people are, the less likely they are to think too much, but Ma Xiaochuan has seen the world after all, and he is now thinking a lot about Su Mo's identity.

Some details that were not taken seriously before have now become evidence.

He was dressed very well, undoubtedly in top luxury goods brands, and some that he had never seen before.

The watch he was wearing was a Patek Philippe. At first I didn’t take it seriously, thinking it was a high imitation, but now I can be sure it is the real thing.

He has a particularly good temperament and you can tell at first glance that he is a noble young man raised in a wealthy family.

He never mentioned his family to anyone after he came in. It shouldn't be as simple as doing business. Maybe someone in his family is in politics.

Low-key, luxurious and profound.

His eyes were sharp, and his apparent modesty was probably just an act. If you pissed him off in any way, you would definitely be in big trouble.

The more I imagine, the more details I discover, and the more scared I feel.

What he is thinking about now is how to end it decently and not be hated by others.

Su Mo stared at him opposite him without saying anything for a long time.

Under the gaze of those eyes, sweat really broke out on Ma Xiaochuan's forehead.

Everyone at the scene also noticed the problem.

The transaction did not go ahead, or rather, it got stuck with Ma Xiaochuan.

Look at the sweat on his head, is this caused by excessive tension?
But Ma Xiaochuan is at least a wealthy second-generation, not counting his family, he still has a net worth of several million.

How many bitcoins did Su Mo trade for him, causing him not only to be unable to trade but also to be so scared that he dared not speak?

This confrontation lasted about a minute, and everyone's minds were full of a lot of chaotic thoughts.

Feeling that the atmosphere was almost right, Su Mo suddenly laughed.

"Brother Ma, the internet here doesn't seem to be working very well. This page won't open. How about we talk about it next time?"

The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social etiquette. If someone gives you a way out, don't be ungrateful.

Su Mo wants to be a wealthy man, so of course he can't make enemies everywhere. It's enough to just hit the person with a killing stick. There is no need to really tear his relationship with him.

Sure enough, when Ma Xiaochuan heard these words, he relaxed immediately.

"Yeah, yeah, the internet here is really bad. Look, my broken phone is still spinning in circles. Let's talk about it next time, next time."

After saying that, he put away his phone, stood up, and leaned over to take Su Mo's wine glass.

"Mr. Su, would you like some white wine?"

"That's fine." Su Mo followed suit and put away his phone.

"Hey! This liquor is no good. Can someone give me two bottles of Feitian, made before 2000? Don't tell me you don't have any! We have distinguished guests here today."

Shen Yourong, Luo Qun, Tang Mei and others were all shocked by Ma Xiaochuan's chameleon-like performance.

This face-changing performance is even better than the Sichuan opera performances outside.

Apart from Tang Mei, the other people also looked at Su Mo with complicated expressions.

What exactly happened at that moment when the two people were trading?
They all knew that Su Mo spent more than two million to buy a watch. Now it seems that Su Mo is far from being that simple.

Tang Mei's behavior was relatively normal. After all, the Ultraman girl was younger and relatively innocent. In her heart, Su Mo was still that slightly naughty boy.

When the new liquor came up, Ma Xiaochuan took the initiative to pour a glass for Su Mo, and then poured a glass for himself.

"Mr. Su, I'm sorry for not recognizing a great man. I'll drink first as a token of my respect."

He tilted his head back and drank two taels of white wine in one gulp.

Su Mo picked up the cup and took a sip, but didn't drink more.

Ma Xiaochuan didn't force Su Mo to drink, but urged Kang Quan and Yu Jiangfeng, "What are you two doing? Young Master Su, who is doing important things, can't drink too much, and you are still pretending to be my uncle. Drink it up."

Kang Quan and Yu Jiangfeng also figured out what was going on. They didn't dare to say anything more and just raised their glasses to toast.

The following drinking session got a little out of control.

Except for the fact that Ma Xiaochuan asked Su Mo in the middle whether Bitcoin should be sold, after getting an affirmative answer, he stopped talking about it.

Ma Xiaochuan kept his mouth shut and didn't tell anyone how many bitcoins Su Mo had traded to him until the end of the banquet.

Yu Jiangfeng drank less and Luo Qun didn't drink anything, but three bottles of white wine and four bottles of red wine were still finished by everyone.

During this process, Su Mo received a call from Zhou Xiwen.

Su Mo went outside to answer the phone, and Zhou Xiwen's hearty laughter reached him. "Brother Su, I have good news for you. The bank's paperwork is almost done. Come to Chengdu tomorrow. Once you've completed the paperwork and paid the down payment, the bank will release the loan, and you can then wait to get the title deed."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I'll go there tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll prepare some good wine and prepare a welcome dinner for you, brother."

Su Mo put down the phone and immediately went to book a plane ticket.

It’s late today, so I definitely can’t leave. I can only take the flight tomorrow morning.

Su Mo booked a flight at around six o'clock and arrived in Chengdu at around nine o'clock, so he still had time to get things done.

After booking the flight tickets, we returned to the box and the atmosphere was still warm.

The meal cost nearly 20,000 yuan. After Ma Xiaochuan paid the bill, he said he wanted to go to the next stall, but he fell down as he walked out the door and vomited all over the floor.

Kang Quan and Yu Jiangfeng could only send Ma Xiaochuan back, leaving Su Mo and a group of girls here.

The girls had a plan. After dinner today, they originally planned to go karaoke.

But we drank a little too much today, and everyone is a little tired, and doesn't want to go to the karaoke bar anymore.

Su Mo thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to stay in a hotel tonight. How about finding a hotel room for everyone to rest up, have some simple fruit snacks, or swim or relax with a massage."

The girls were somewhat tempted and thought Su Mo's suggestion was good.

Luo Qun thought it was a good idea, but her car couldn’t accommodate it.

"Let's get another car."

"No need, I'll ask the hotel car to pick me up."

Su Mo directly booked the Ritz-Carlton's presidential suite online for 35800.

The presidential suite comes with free pick-up and drop-off service within five kilometers. After he made the reservation, he immediately contacted customer service and was sent a location.

The restaurant was not far from the hotel. More than 20 minutes later, a black Bentley arrived at the door of the hotel.

A man wearing a white shirt, a black vest and a bow tie got out of the car and came directly in front of Su Mo.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Su?"

"it's me."

"Hello, Mr. Su. I am Meng Chen, the butler of the Ritz-Carlton suite. I will be your exclusive butler during your stay. Please follow me to the car."

As he said that, he respectfully opened the back door of the car and invited Su Mo to get in.

Su Mo saw Tang Mei trying to hide behind him and pulled her over.

"Let's go together. Sister Luoqun's car is crowded enough. You don't need to squeeze with them."

Tang Mei was stuffed into the back seat by Su Mo, and then Su Mo got in the car and called out to Luo Qun: "Sister Luo Qun, do you want to come with us?"

"No thanks. My hair is white, but I don't want to be a light bulb. I'll drive after you."

Su Mo was just being polite and started the car.

The Bentley was in front, and Luo Qun's BMW was behind, heading straight for the Ritz-Carlton Hotel near the China World Trade Center.

This hotel belongs to the Marriott Hotel Group and is a luxury hotel. The most ordinary room costs at least two thousand yuan a night, and basically no one except the rich will stay there.

After Su Mo got in the car, he saw Tang Mei looking out the window with a smile on her face, and she seemed very happy.

"Are you happy?"

As Su Mo spoke, he quietly reached out his dirty hands and grabbed Tang Mei's hand.

Tang Mei pinched Su Mo's palm twice with her fingertips and tried to break free, but Su Mo immediately spoke to Meng Chen in front of him.

"What's the situation with the room I booked?"

Meng Chen turned around and answered. Tang Mei couldn't make any big moves and could only let Su Mo hold her hand.

"Mr. Su, you've booked a Ritz-Carlton suite. It's on the tenth floor, 240 square meters, and has a large balcony. You can spend a pleasant day there with your friends."

Su Mo nodded: "What are the benefits of the suite?"

"This includes two breakfasts, a light lunch in the Executive Lounge, afternoon tea in the Executive Lounge, a light dinner in the Executive Lounge, including drinks, unlimited drinks in the Executive Lounge at night, and a seasonal fruit platter delivered to the room."

"Book our Ritz-Carlton suite and enjoy exclusive luxury car transportation within 5 kilometers of the hotel during your stay. In addition, you will enjoy the hotel's exclusive butler service throughout your stay. If you have any other requests, please let me know and I will assist you as appropriate."

After listening to Meng Chen's introduction, Su Mo turned to Tang Mei.

"I'll take you somewhere later."

"Where?" Tang Mei, who was still struggling over whether to pull her hand back, interrupted her thoughts again.

“Where dreams begin.”

Tang Mei didn't understand, but she thought it was very poetic and couldn't help but yearn for it.

(End of this chapter)