Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

[The names are all made up, don't take them seriously]

Inside the luxurious private room, a variety of dishes were served one after another.

Shen Yixian pointed to Chen Mo in the main seat and said to Han Ziang and Zhou Zitao.

"Zi'ang, Zi'tao, this is Master Mo."

Han Ziang, with his silver hair and a diamond stud earring, stood up and reached out to Chen Mo.

"Master Mo, Han Zi'ang."

Zhou Zitao also stood up. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looked more refined than Han Ziang.

"Master Mo, Zhou Zitao. Please take good care of me."

Chen Mo shook hands with each of them, his grip neither too light nor too heavy.

Shen Yi then turned to the dozen or so female celebrities.

"Ladies, this is my Master Mo. Tonight's dinner is a welcome feast for Master Mo, so you all need to keep him company."

The female celebrities stood up, holding their wine glasses, and called out "Master Mo" in sweet, crisp voices.

Chen Mo glanced at them and recognized a few.

Dilina, Hei Lu, Zhang Ruobei, Wang Hanran, Guan Datong, Hei Lu, and Li Xin are all female celebrities that you can often see on TV, and there are a few others that I don't recognize.

The two young women sitting on either side of him were unfamiliar faces, looking like students, but their looks and height were top-notch.

The two women were a little reserved, quietly pouring him a cup of tea instead of joining the other female celebrities in the fun.

Guan Datong put down his wine glass and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Mo, you look so young. What do you do for a living?"

Chen Mo picked up a piece of beef, speaking casually.

"Me? I'm from the countryside, an unemployed bum."

There was a moment of silence on the table.

Guan Datong's smile faltered noticeably. He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and barely managed to maintain the smile.

Dilina spoke with a smile.

"Mr. Mo, you're really joking."

"I'm not kidding. I'm just a country bumpkin with some savings, but I'm currently unemployed."

Chen Mo ate his food without paying attention, talking as he ate.

"Stop calling me Master Mo, it makes me sound old. Call me Brother Mo."

"Okay, Brother Mo."

Shen Yi, Han Ziang, and Zhou Zitao were the first to call out.

Hei Lu turned his head and whispered something to Zhang Ruobei.

The female celebrities exchanged glances, and their interest in Chen Mo immediately diminished significantly.

They knew the backgrounds of Shen Yi and his two companions: they were from powerful departments in broadcasting, energy, and transportation.

I came here tonight specifically to see these three second-generation rich kids.

As for this Brother Mo, Young Master Shen said he is "a very powerful figure," but he hasn't revealed his true identity yet, so we can only wait and see.

Han Ziang also had doubts, so he turned to the side and asked Shen Yi in a low voice.

"Brother Shen, just who is this Brother Mo?"

Shen Yi shook his head.

"I can't tell. My dad will break my legs if I do. Just befriend him."

Han Ziang was stunned for a moment, and the doubts in his heart grew stronger.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became more lively.

Shen Yi put down his wine glass and said to Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, the three of us grew up in the same compound and have been hanging out together all these years."

"But the second-generation elite circles in Beijing are too chaotic; there are all sorts of people. Some are honest businessmen, while others are involved in all sorts of messy things. And then there's the most disgusting type: those who have no real skills but rely on their family connections to wait for others to get things done so they can just jump in and reap the rewards."

Han Zi'ang gave a cold laugh.

"A while ago, there was some idiot who set his sights on a big company and used some unfair means to force them out so he could take their place."

Zhou Zitao pushed up his glasses.

"The three of us don't fit in with those people. We look down on those who pick the fruit, and we don't dare get involved in those messy things. So we just run our own businesses, make some money, play around with girls, and live a carefree life."

After listening, Chen Mo picked up his wine glass.

"The three of you live a very carefree and easy life, which suits my taste. Come on, let's have a drink."

The three of them raised their glasses.

"Come on, bottoms up."

Shen Yi put down his cup, looking even more relaxed than before.

"Brother Mo, let me tell you. In this circle in Beijing, we're considered an outlier. But being an outlier has its advantages. We don't owe anyone anything; we can do what we want and quit when we don't."

Han Zi'ang took over the conversation.

"The three of us have partnered up in film and television, investment, construction—we've done everything we can. Brother Mo, would you be interested in taking a stake? You don't need to invest any money; we'll give you shares."

Chen Mo didn't need to guess to know that this was Shen Yi's idea.

Shen Yi put away his playful smile.

"Brother Mo, I don't mean anything by it, I just want to get closer to you, and they both agree to it."

"But to be honest, things haven't been going well for the company lately. We invested in two film and television projects, one of which flopped and the other barely broke even."

"The construction market isn't doing well, and all the stocks our company invested in are now stuck with losses."

Han Ziang looked at Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, the three of us are truly interested in the shares. We're not just being polite; if you're willing to come, you can have the final say on everything in the company."

Chen Mo put down his chopsticks, looked at the three of them, and smiled.

"It's good that the three of you have this intention; forget about the shares. I don't understand company matters and don't have the time or inclination for them. But the three of you are to my liking, so how about this: I'm pretty good at stock trading, I'll show you around tomorrow."

Shen Yi's eyes lit up.

"Brother Mo, are you serious?"

"When I open my mouth, I'm not joking."

"Also, I want to earn more money to save, so I can feel more secure."

Shen Yi was taken aback by these words.

"Brother Mo, you still need a sense of security."

Chen Mo took a bite of food before speaking.

"I was terrified of being poor before. I would panic if I didn't have any money in my pocket. Now I want to save more money so I can feel at ease."

Shen Yi and the other two exchanged glances. Having grown up in comfort, they couldn't comprehend what Chen Mo was saying.

A group of female celebrities, who were chatting quietly in private, suddenly heard Chen Mo's words and completely concluded that he was a country bumpkin, losing all interest in him.

Chen Mo ignored everyone and asked the three of them while eating.

"How much more money do the three of you have at your disposal?"

"The company is not doing well right now, and we don't have much capital available. At present, we can only come up with a little over one billion yuan."

The female celebrities around them lit up, eager to stick close to the three of them.

Chen Mo sighed, "The second generation truly lives up to their reputation."

He may say he doesn't earn much, but he can easily use billions of dollars, which is more than most ordinary people could earn in several lifetimes.

Being born into the right family is truly a skill!

You can't have it by envying it.

However, he doesn't need to be envious now. This amount of money is just a few percentage points of increase in the US stock market, which he can easily earn.

Han Zi'ang put down his wine glass.

"Brother Mo, how much capital do you usually use for stock trading?"

Chen Mo picked up a piece of beef, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"The account balance doesn't seem to be much, only about 30 billion US dollars."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi's lips curled up slightly.

Han Zi'ang's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

Dilina was just picking up her wine glass when her hand paused slightly, and the red wine swirled on the glass.

Black Deer lowered his crossed legs.

Zhang Ruobei and Guan Datong looked at Chen Mo in disbelief.

P.S.: Guys, the market was pretty good today, did you all make any money?