The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 541 Chu Mo's Senior Brother

On the first day of the new year, Situ Qingyin knocked on the door of Chu Mo's house early in the morning.

The sleepy Chu Mo was dragged on the road by him.

Baicui Mountain is not far away, forty or fifty miles north from the suburbs of Beijing.

The key is that Baicui Mountain has not been developed, and the road on the mountain has not been repaired.

There is only one small path with miscellaneous branches intertwined.

If you want to go up the mountain, you can only abandon your car and walk.

Chu Mo caught a nap in the car, and when the car reached the foot of the mountain, he woke up without being called.

He was brought back from the orphanage by Master.

So I have no relatives, so I have to go up the mountain every first day of the new year to pay New Year greetings to Master.

So even if there is no matter about Situ Qingyin, he still wants to come.

It's just that the master doesn't allow outsiders to go up the mountain, and he brought Situ Qingyin privately, so the master might lose his temper.

Situ Qingyin looked around.

In this era of high-rise buildings, it is very rare to see such a purely natural environment without a trace of artificial traces.

The strangest thing is that it is not far from the imperial capital.

To preserve such a large primitive mountain forest in this kind of place, it seems that Chu Mo's senior family has a lot of influence.

As soon as the three of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a fence built around it. There was a security room next to the door, and there were two security guards standing straight at the door.

There are more than a dozen people patrolling back and forth in the fence.

At first glance, it looks like a circled tourist attraction.

"Young master, you came early this year."

Seeing someone approaching, the security guard glanced over with Shen Mu's eyes.

When he saw Chu Mo, he smiled and exchanged greetings.

"Thank you for your hard work. Give the brothers some warm food."

Chu Mo nodded, and took two half-meter-high food boxes from the car and handed them over.

"It's still the young master who knows how to love others."

The man was also polite and called his companions to come over for dinner.

"You don't call me little son, that's the greatest thanks to me."

Chu Mo was speechless, correcting several times what these people called him was still the same.

"Mo Shao."

The man grinned and yelled as he wished, making Chu Mo even more helpless.

It's like this every time, and it's still a little boy when I call it later.

"Is senior brother here?"

Chu Mo didn't bother to dwell on this question, and watched them take the food box to the security room and ask.

"Young master usually comes after nine o'clock in previous years, but this year the young master came early."

The man rubbed his hands and looked at the security room anxiously, waiting for the brothers to come out to change the guard after eating.

The winter in the imperial capital is too cold.

Moreover, this area is quiet, there is no exhaust gas, and the photosynthesis of the trees on the mountain is even colder.

Today is fine, no wind.

Usually, the wind on this mountain can crack the skin of a person.

Chu Mo nodded, the resentment that Situ Qingyin had dragged up early in the morning dissipated, and he became a little proud.

He was finally one time earlier than his senior brother.

"Let's go."

Seeing him chatting endlessly, Situ Qingyin frowned and urged.

"Young master, outsiders are not allowed on the mountain."

Seeing that Chu Mo was about to take someone up, the security guard guarding the door hurriedly stopped him, his face full of embarrassment.

"This is my sworn brother, can he be considered an outsider?"

Chu Mo is playing tricks.

"Young master, don't make things difficult for us. We can't decide."

The man was so frightened that he was sweating all over, and he didn't feel cold even if he didn't need to eat hot food.

"I haven't seen you for a year, and my junior has learned to play tricks on security guards."

A joking voice sounded from behind, and the two turned their heads, only to see a man slowly walking towards him, followed by a bodyguard in black.

The man's long hair was tied behind his head, with a slight smile on his lips, warm eyes, and a well-proportioned and elegant walk.

(End of this chapter)