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

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment when she saw Chen Mo's strange behavior, but she quickly realized what was wrong. Her eyes narrowed, and she looked at Chen Mo and said, "Uncle Chen, is there a problem?"

Chen Mo pretended not to understand and said, "I don't really understand this stuff either. Just tell me how many rooms in this apartment building I can manage."

"Does this mean from now on you'll be in charge of one part, and I'll be in charge of the other?"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Ling's lips twitched instantly.

Chen Mo really didn't understand anything, but Bai Ling quickly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if Chen Mo didn't understand, she would feel even more at ease with him.

Although she felt that Chen Mo, as her grandfather's best friend, might not do anything harmful to the apartment, the shares would eventually be in Chen Mo's hands, and if Chen Mo did anything detrimental, she would find it difficult to stop him.

But Chen Mo doesn't understand this now; he only feels that he is a landlord of some of the houses.

If that's the case, then things will be much easier. Bai Ling lowered her guard even more towards Chen Mo.

The next moment, Bai Ling said to Chen Mo, "Uncle Chen, how should I put it? This matter is a bit complicated. In short, you and I are both landlords of all the houses. If you invest 30 million yuan, you will gain 3000% control of the apartments."

"So you are not only the landlord of all the houses, but also have the right to dispose of 30% of the assets."

Upon hearing Bai Ling's words, Chen Mo suddenly realized what she meant and said, "So that's how it is. It sounds pretty good."

However, Chen Mo secretly laughed to himself. This was exactly the effect he wanted, to make Bai Ling lower her guard.

Once he gains control, he can proceed to the next step of his strategy.

Bai Ling shook her head helplessly for a moment, then said to Chen Mo, "Does Uncle Chen have any further questions?"

Chen Mo said, "No, it's fine as is. I'm very satisfied. I'll sign it now."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then said, "So fast? Uncle Chen, are you really sure about this?"

Indeed, for Bai Ling, the sooner the better. However, Chen Mo was, after all, her grandfather's best friend, so she naturally wanted Chen Mo to think things through carefully and didn't want him to feel like she was trying to trick him.

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh. At this point, Bai Ling actually started to act coy.

Immediately, Chen Mo jokingly remarked, "How about I think about it for a few more months?"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Bai Ling panicked instantly and, forgetting all pretense, hurriedly said to Chen Mo, "No, no, Uncle Chen, if you wait a few more months to consider it, it might be too late."

"Let's sign it now."

Bai Ling could tell that Chen Mo was teasing her on purpose, and she felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

However, Chen Mo didn't say anything more to Bai Ling. Instead, he took the pen and signed the contract directly.

Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the name signed on the contract. As long as Chen Mo's funds were injected, his debt crisis would be temporarily resolved.

Bai Ling held the contract with a sigh of relief, then bowed deeply to Chen Mo and said, "Uncle Chen, thank you so much."

"Your investment has truly saved this apartment building."

"And as for the security guard job, you can come whenever you want, or you can choose not to come anytime, it's no problem!"

Bai Ling said with great enthusiasm.

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

However, Bai Ling did not do anything wrong. After all, as one of the largest shareholders of the apartment, whether Chen Mo works or not is basically irrelevant to him.

However, Chen Mo had no intention of giving up this job.

And he had something important to remind Chen Mo.

The next moment, Chen Mo said to Bai Ling, "By the way, Bai Ling, although I am already a shareholder of the apartment, I want you to promise me something."

Bai Ling was stunned upon hearing Chen Mo's words, then asked him, "What is it, Uncle Chen?"

Chen Mo said to Bai Ling, "I still want to continue working as a security guard, and I would like to ask you to help me conceal my identity as a shareholder of this apartment building."

Chen Mo certainly wasn't trying to show off.

First, his reason for wanting to be the doorman was very simple: he could see single, beautiful women from the apartment building coming and going every day from the guardhouse, which would make it easier for him to find suitable candidates and pursue them.

Secondly, Chen Mo did not want to reveal too many of his trump cards to people unrelated to him in the apartment. He could use them himself, but he could not attract too much attention from irrelevant people.

Besides, he doesn't want any girls he's involved with to know too much about his secrets, unless absolutely necessary.

Indeed, he now possesses the skills granted by the system, allowing him to view everyone's personal profiles and understand the personalities of almost everyone.

However, this does not mean that Chen Mo is always safe. He only knows this, but it does not mean that he can completely control others, so he does not want to cause himself too much trouble.

Chen Mo chose to be cautious.

Bai Ling was quite surprised, then frowned and asked Chen Mo in confusion, "Uncle Chen, why? Wouldn't it be better if people knew you were the landlord? That way, they would be more welcoming to you."

Chen Mo, however, made up an excuse and said, "I'm getting old now and don't want to attract too much attention, you understand?"

Hearing Chen Mo say this, Bai Ling was slightly taken aback, then looked at Chen Mo's appearance. In Bai Ling's eyes, Chen Mo was just an ordinary-looking old man.

Upon realizing this, Bai Ling suddenly understood, and nodded to Chen Mo, saying, "I understand, Uncle Chen, so that's what you were worried about."

"What you said is correct. In that case, I'll help you keep it a secret for now."

"So, what about your job..."

Bai Ling then continued to ask Chen Mo whether he wanted to continue his work.

After all, she had just said that Chen Mo didn't have to work, which meant that he could still receive a salary even if he didn't work.

But now that Chen Mo has said he wants to conceal his identity, it means he will continue working.

However, Bai Ling wasn't quite sure, because she rarely encountered people like that, especially wealthy people who, despite their wealth, still wanted to work, even in such a low-level job as a doorman.

This was beyond her comprehension, so she had to ask. After all, if Chen Mo didn't want to work anymore, she could reassign someone else; but if Chen Mo wanted to continue working, then she could only leave it to Chen Mo.

It wasn't until the next moment, with Chen Mo's answer, that Bai Ling was convinced.

Chen Mo said, "I'll continue being a doorman."