The Rejuvenation System of Hehuan: Starting with a Young Woman in an Apartment

However, no one answered when Chen Mo called. About a minute later, someone answered the phone, a sleepy voice saying, "Who is it? Calling me so early?"

Chen Mo replied, "It's me, Bai Ling, Grandpa Chen."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's voice, the person on the other end paused slightly, then their tone turned somewhat cold, "Uncle Chen, why are you calling me so early? I'm still sleeping."

Bai Ling doesn't seem to have a very good impression of Chen Mo, which is normal.

After all, Bai Ling is currently heavily in debt, and Chen Mo is a freeloader. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Mo is her grandfather's friend, Bai Ling would have fired him long ago.

In particular, Bai Ling caught Chen Mo slacking off at work, which made her dislike Chen Mo even more.

The fact that his tone was slightly cold already showed that Bai Ling had been quite restrained, especially since he had called Bai Ling so early in the morning.

Chen Mo couldn't help but think to himself, "How could someone have such a bad temper?"

But it's alright, I'll make you come begging to me in a minute.

The next moment, Chen Mo said to Bai Ling in a somewhat calm tone, "Bai Ling, there is something I would like to ask you."

Hearing Chen Mo say this, the person on the other end was clearly taken aback, then asked Chen Mo in confusion, "Uncle Chen, what is so important that you need to call me so early?"

The next moment, Chen Mo said to Bai Ling, "It's like this, I'm planning to make some investments recently, in real estate and the like, but I don't know much about this area."

"And since you're the landlord of the apartment, I believe you should know a little about this, so I'd like to ask you for advice."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, the person on the other end was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "What? Uncle Chen, you want to invest in real estate?"

The person on the other end was clearly incredulous, but quickly recovered and asked Chen Mo disbelievingly, "Sir, you're not thinking of investing in real estate funds or stocks, are you?"

"If I were to advise you to do that, I'd rather not. Funds and stocks are really too risky. You should save that money for your retirement."

"Don't let it all go to waste later."

Bai Ling was quite startled by Chen Mo, but she quickly realized that he was referring to real estate funds and stocks.

After all, investing in these things is more realistic for Chen Mo, who is just a mere doorman with a monthly salary of only a few thousand yuan.

How could I possibly invest in real estate?

However, for an elderly person like Chen Mo, there should still be enough money for retirement, so it's not surprising that he invests in stocks and funds.

Although Bai Ling didn't have much affection for Chen Mo, she still kindly reminded him not to waste his money.

Chen Mo did indeed say, "No, no, no, Bai Ling, you've got it wrong. What I'm investing in isn't stocks or funds, it's real estate."

"It's just investing in other people's building projects."

This time, Chen Mo gave Bai Ling a word of absolute certainty.

Of course, Chen Mo also knew that Bai Ling would not believe him if he suddenly said this, since in Bai Ling's eyes he was just a poor old man.

Upon hearing Chen Mo's affirmative answer, Bai Ling on the other end of the phone gasped in shock.

Then, with utmost seriousness, he said to Chen Mo, "Uncle Chen, do you mean you want to invest in someone else's building project?"

Chen Mo said with absolute certainty, "Yes."

Despite Chen Mo's unequivocal answer, Bai Ling remained unconvinced and pressed on, "Grandpa, you're already this old, and you're still working as a doorman. How much money could you possibly have to invest in building someone else's house?"

"You're not planning to build a self-built house or anything like that, are you? I advise you not to, as these kinds of things are very risky."

Bai Ling was deeply shocked, but still found it incredibly impossible. She felt that with Chen Mo's current abilities, he could at most only invest in others building their own houses.

Given Chen Mo's current situation, it's already quite remarkable that he could invest in other people's borrowed money to build his own house. Bai Ling was still very shocked.

However, Bai Ling still reminded Chen Mo of the risks.

However, Chen Mo continued to deny it, saying, "Of course not, I'm talking about building residential communities or apartments."

Chen Mo continued with an affirmative reply.

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Ling couldn't sit still any longer and exclaimed, "What? Investing in other people's residential complexes, and even apartments? Mr. Chen, are you crazy?"

Do you know how much it costs to build a residential complex or apartment building?

Bai Ling simply couldn't believe it.

She couldn't imagine that a security guard at her apartment building would say he wanted to invest in the complex and apartments; how much money would that cost?

Only Bai Ling knew how incredibly fast this required to accomplish.

Chen Mo's lips curled slightly; he was quite satisfied with Bai Ling's reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo smiled at Bai Ling and then said in a deliberately pretentious manner, "I'm not quite sure about this either, which is why I came to ask you for advice."

"My plan is to invest over 3000 million yuan first, but I don't know if that will be enough."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, another gasp went up on the other end of the line, followed by an exclamation: "What? Over thirty million? Sir, where did you get so much money?"

"Are you sick? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Bai Ling exclaimed in surprise on the spot.

However, Chen Mo feigned confusion and said, "What? Can't I have more than 3000 million?"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Ling was utterly speechless. She then said to Chen Mo, "Of course! What do you think, Uncle Chen? You have over 3000 million, why would you need to work as a doorman here?"

Chen Mo replied, "At my age, what else can I do besides being a security guard? I need to find something to do, right? Otherwise, staying home all day with nothing to do will only make me more susceptible to illness."

Chen Mo's words stunned the other person for a moment, and then Bai Ling said, "What you said makes sense."

Then Bai Ling continued, puzzled, "But you're already so old. Even if you have so much money, why do you still want to invest it? Wouldn't it be better to save it for your retirement?"

However, Chen Mo already had a solution to Bai Ling's question. He continued, "You said it yourself, I'm already this old. I can't possibly spend all that money. I might as well invest in my dreams."

"I also want to experience being a landlord like you."

Here, Chen Mo deliberately gave Bai Ling a subtle hint in his voice, suggesting that his more important role was as a landlord.

Clearly, Bai Ling also caught the keyword "Chen Mo". Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, she was momentarily stunned and then fell into silence.

About a minute passed, and Bai Ling still hadn't replied.

Chen Mo urged her on, saying, "Bai Ling, what's wrong? Did you hang up the phone?"

Urged by Chen Mo, Bai Ling finally replied and said to him, "No, Uncle Chen, I was listening. I was just thinking about something and got lost in thought."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, then feigned ignorance and said, "Is that so? Then tell me, if I were to invest, what kind of advice could you give me?"

At this moment, Bai Ling was silent for a moment again, but this time she quickly replied, saying to Chen Mo with utmost seriousness, "Uncle Chen, do you really have that much money?"