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

The group's eyes were fixed on Chen Mo, and they had already begun to make their own plans.

This person is not simple.

They're either genuinely cowardly or truly fearless, their confidence so deep that it's impossible to fathom them.

A coward would never expect two top female stars to protect and accommodate him like this.

Thinking about this, the director became even more wary.

On the other hand, several popular young male celebrities mistakenly believed that Chen Mo was guilty and dared not provoke them.

The arrogance and conceit in his heart swelled up completely in an instant.

The boy with light brown hair strode forward, looked at Dilina, and reached out to grab her wrist.

"Sister Nazha! Don't let this country bumpkin manipulate you! Come with us..."

Before he could finish speaking...

His hand was suspended in mid-air, only a few centimeters away from Dilina.

The next second, Chen Mo slowly looked at him.

His indifferent gaze was as if he were looking at a dead person.

In that instant, the light brown-haired young man's blood froze, and a chill ran down his spine.

My entire arm was frozen in mid-air, my fingertips trembling slightly. I used all my strength but dared not let it fall even an inch.

Dilina took the opportunity to step back half a step.

"Please have some self-respect."

Lu Xingyao instinctively tried to stand in front of Chen Mo, but the orange in her hand fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the man with light brown hair.

She glared at him, but didn't dare to pick it up, and sullenly shrank closer to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo bent down, picked up the orange, wiped it on his trouser leg, and handed it to her.

"Hey, it's clean, peel it for me to eat."

Lu Xingyao took the orange, broke off half and stuffed it into Chen Mo's mouth, then took a bite of the other half herself and mumbled something.

"Brother Mo, they're bullying you."

Chen Mo chewed on an orange and smiled.

"No, they're putting on a show for me for free. It's even better than what you see on TV."

With a single, casual remark, these once-high-and-mighty celebrities were reduced to mere clowns for public amusement.

The group stood frozen in place, their faces alternating between pale and flushed, a mixture of shame and anger, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

Seeing that the younger generation had completely lost their sense of propriety, the seasoned veterans of the production team finally couldn't sit still any longer.

The producer strode forward, glared at the few popular young actors, and then looked at Dilraba and Lu Han, putting on a smooth smile.

"Nazha and Hei Lu, it's all a misunderstanding, please don't take it to heart."

He spoke earnestly and began to appeal to people's emotions.

"As you all know, this is a key project of the Provincial Department of Culture and Tourism, with a tight schedule and heavy workload. Since Mr. Chen is your friend, it will be even easier to talk to him."

"Please try to persuade them to let him film here for a few days. It's a favor to others and a favor to yourself. Young people should be considerate and think about the bigger picture."

A set of moral blackmail tactics, grand and dignified, watertight.

Neither Dilina nor Hei Lu responded.

They've already stated their position; any attempt by the producer to persuade them now is a waste of breath.

The director immediately stepped in to fill in, thinking he had offered an irresistible deal.

"Sir, those young people were quite rude and offended us. But to be honest, I personally chose this spot. It's an excellent location, nestled against the mountains and beside the water—the perfect spot for taking photos."

"We traveled to several counties and searched dozens of places before finally finding your home."

"Here's what I'll do: I'll give you a chance. I'll have the screenwriter add some extra scenes and give you your own lines and shots. Once it airs, you'll be an internet celebrity!"

"And after your yard gets exposure from filming, you can open it to the public and charge admission, easily making a million a year!"

The director held up five fingers, exuding confidence.

"I'll offer 500,000 for the venue! We're very sincere, what do you think?"

500,000, plus a free chance to become an internet sensation.

In his view, a young man from the countryside would never be able to resist such a temptation.

All eyes were on Chen Mo, waiting to see if he would be moved and compromise.

But Chen Mo just looked at the director indifferently. He didn't want to argue with these people anymore and asked a question in return.

"Do you know how much I earned in a day a few days ago?"

The director was taken aback and subconsciously frowned.

"How many?"

Chen Mo held up his finger and made a six gesture.

"Use your imagination as much as possible to guess, guess boldly."

The director's smile froze on his face, sweat began to bead on his forehead, and he dared not utter a word.

Six million? Or sixty million?

Chen Mo didn't get a reply and continued talking to himself.

"Your 500,000 is barely enough to fill a tooth gap."

Just as the producer was about to speak up to smooth things over, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He glanced down at the screen, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers trembled violently.

The station manager called!

His heart was pounding, and he instinctively hung up, too afraid to answer.

Less than three seconds later, the phone rang frantically again.

You can pretend you didn't see it once, but if you dare to hang it up twice, you're just asking for trouble.

The producer broke out in a cold sweat instantly, his back almost bent at a ninety-degree angle.

"Director...it's me...please speak..."

The furious shouts from the other end of the phone exploded through the receiver; no one could hear the specifics, but the producer's visibly broken state was clearly visible.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead, trickling down his temples and dripping onto the ground.

My body went limp and my legs trembled slightly. I could only stand up by holding onto the director's shoulder.

The short call, lasting only a dozen seconds, felt like an eternity.

After hanging up the phone, the producer turned to look at Chen Mo, bending even lower, his voice trembling:

"Mr. Chen...we were blind and offended you greatly! We'll leave immediately and won't bother you again!"

The courtyard was completely silent.

Ye Yunshu walked to Chen Mo's side with her phone in hand.

"The matter has been resolved."

Chen Mo ignored the producer and nodded in satisfaction at Ye Yunshu.

"Hmm, not bad. Come to my room tonight, I'll reward you."

Ye Yunshu blushed.

Chen Mo stubbed out his cigarette and glanced at the few young male celebrities who were frozen in place, their faces pale.

"By the way, what's your name again?"

The young man's throat was dry, and he opened and closed his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't squeeze out a single word. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Chen Mo didn't bother to look at him anymore and turned to look at Ye Yunshu beside him.

Ye Yunshu had already opened her phone screen, where the information was clearly displayed.

In a calm tone, she revealed the backgrounds of everyone in front of the public one by one:

"His real name is Zhang XX, he has 18 million followers on Weibo, and he is affiliated with China Entertainment Television."

"The two people next to me are..."

With each piece of information reported, the corresponding celebrity's face turned paler.

From name, number of fans, agency, backing, and access to filming channels, everything was thoroughly exposed, leaving no privacy whatsoever.

After recounting everyone's background, Ye Yunshu closed her phone.

Chen Mo took a bite of the orange that Lu Xingyao handed him.

"I don't want to see them again."

"clear."

After answering, Ye Yunshu walked aside to make a phone call.

Several popular young male celebrities turned pale!

Helplessly, he looked at the producer and director beside him, but the two of them stood still, not daring to move an inch, their foreheads constantly sweating.

Finished!

Black Deer sized up the extraordinary-looking Ye Yunshu and cautiously asked Chen Mo a question.

"Brother Mo, who is this...?"

Chen Mo spoke as he ate.

"She is my secretary, her surname is Ye."

He added another sentence.

"Oh, her cousin is Shen Yi."

Dilina and Hei Lu both widened their eyes at the same time.

"The Ye family of the capital!"

P.S.: Finished writing this, please bear with the quality.

I feel like there might be a market rally next week!