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

With a light clink of glasses, Liu Tianxian smiled and said.

"You can also call me Liu Qianqian, my friends all call me Qianqian."

"Chen Mo."

Liu Tianxian looked at him curiously.

"What does Mr. Chen do? You don't seem to be in the industry."

"I?"

Chen Mo was very serious.

"He's just a jobless bum with a little money."

Liu Qianqian burst out laughing.

"Are unemployed people allowed to sit in this private room?"

Chen Mo pointed to Shen Yi and the other two beside him.

"They're freeloaders; you can eat as much as you want by hanging out with them."

Her eyes crinkled with laughter.

Chen Mo glanced at her.

Should we take it or not?

She is indeed very beautiful, and has a great temperament.

Why think so much? When has he ever wronged himself?

The two of them started chatting like that.

Liu Tianxian asked him what he usually did, and he said he sunbathed and counted money on the side.

When asked if he could count them all, he said he couldn't, so he had to rest after sunbathing for a while.

When asked how long he would rest, he said he would sleep until he woke up naturally.

"You're living such a decadent life."

She said with a smile.

"decadent?"

Chen Mo shook his head.

"This is called early retirement. You actors risk your lives for money, I risk my life for money. We're on different levels."

Back and forth they went, Liu Qianqian couldn't stop laughing.

She's been in the industry for so many years, attended countless dinners, and exchanged countless pleasantries, but this is the first time she's encountered someone chatting like this.

Every sentence he utters is unconventional, yet not offensive; sitting with him makes you feel completely relaxed.

Dilraba and Lu Han, who were standing nearby, saw all of this.

The sense of crisis instantly surged.

Liu Qianqian is prettier than them, and her temperament is unmatched.

And look at how enthusiastically they're chatting...

Naza and Hei Lu exchanged a glance.

Join hands.

The two men, each holding a wine glass, joined the fray, one on the left and one on the right, each displaying their unique skills.

"Brother Mo, try this wine."

Naza poured him a drink.

"I brought this especially for you; you can't get it anywhere else."

Black Deer pushed a plate of cut fruit over.

"Brother Mo, don't just drink, have some fruit."

"Sister Sisi, please don't mind."

Nazha smiled and poured Liu Qianqian a glass as well.

"That's just how Mo is; he can get along with anyone."

His words were barbed, and his smile concealed a dagger.

Before Liu Qianqian could respond, Chen Mo spoke first.

"The way Nazha said that makes it sound like I'm a womanizer."

"Aren't you a womanizer?"

The three women spoke in unison.

Chen Mo looked hurt.

"I'm fickle? I'm sincere to every one of you; that's called universal love."

The three women burst into laughter, completely forgetting about fighting.

Chen Mo accepted all comers, distributing his flirting skills equally among them, and showering them with affection.

As a result, Nazha laughed so hard she slapped the table, only realizing halfway through her laughter that she had come to steal someone away.

Then she looked at the other two, who were laughing even harder than her.

Okay, I've forgotten about it all.

Outside the two tables, Yang Mi and Zhang Ziyi watched coldly.

Yang Mi pouted.

"He's all smooth talk and knows how to fool young girls."

Zhang Ziyi picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"That's all the pretty boy is good for."

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disdain.

Meanwhile, Shen Yi and his two companions were getting quite annoyed by the constant toasts.

Han Zi'ang frowned and waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Alright, alright, go do what you're supposed to do."

The executives and directors left awkwardly.

Shen Yi took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, when are you free? How about we go raid the international futures market again and pull off another big score?"

As soon as he said that, everyone at the table perked up their ears.

No one dared to interrupt, but everyone listened intently.

Those from Black Deer and the others who knew Chen Mo's abilities couldn't help but smile, and their bodies unconsciously moved closer together.

Chen Mo took the cigarette, lit it, and took a drag.

"I'm busy lately, I've got things to do."

The third young master immediately deflated.

Chen Mo changed the subject.

"However, I can show you."

He put a cigarette in his mouth, took out his phone, swiped through the market data a few times, tapped a few times, and sent a few messages to Shen Yi.

"I've sent it to you, just buy it according to the instructions."

Shen Yi took out his phone and his eyes lit up.

Chen Mo added a sentence.

"Don't buy too much while I'm away."

"Brother Mo, how many should we buy?"

Zhou Zitao leaned closer.

"Buy anything within a range of 20 to 30 billion."

"Okay!"

The Third Young Master was overjoyed.

Everyone at the table was dumbfounded.

Two or three hundred billion?

Just spouting nonsense?

Buy whatever you want?

A producer in the corner couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Two or three hundred billion...you must be bragging, are you treating it like buying groceries?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was nudged by the elbow of the person next to him.

Black Deer and the others looked at him like he was an idiot, and the producer was speechless.

After sitting for a while, Shen Yi and the other two got up to leave. Chen Mo had also finished eating and got up as well.

The three people got up, moved a chair for him, held the back of the chair, and handed him his coat.

"Brother Mo, slow down."

"Brother Mo, a cigarette."

"Brother Mo, the car is downstairs."

The people at the table then realized what was going on.

This is the real star of the night!

Nazha and Lu Han spent the whole night peeling shrimp and pouring tea for people, and they thought it was just love-struck behavior.

So, from beginning to end, they kowtowed around the three golden mountains, while the true god sat beside them, watching them make a fool of themselves all night.

Yang Mi and Zhang Ziyi must be kicking themselves.

The two exchanged a glance, quickly picked up their glasses, put on big smiles, and hurried over.

"Mr. Chen, I was truly blind to your greatness just now. Let me offer you a toast..."

"next time."

Chen Mo didn't even glance at the two of them, and his two words sealed his fate.

The two men stood frozen in place, holding their wine glasses, unsure whether to keep their smiles or not.

Everyone at the table watched this scene, not daring to utter a sound.

They were just sitting there, saying he was glib and only knew how to deceive girls.

What now?

When someone simply says "next time," they don't even have the right to argue.

What is meant by "gap"?

That's what we call a gap.

Chen Mo ignored them and turned to look at Liu Qianqian.

"Would you like to come with me?"

All eyes at the table immediately turned to her, and everyone could understand the meaning in their eyes.

Liu Qianqian paused for a moment before realizing how those words sounded to others, and her ears burned.

But when she looked at Chen Mo, he was sunny and handsome, with clear, bright eyes and a smile on his lips.

Being with this person is relaxing, comfortable, and relaxing.

She really liked this feeling.

Why think so much?

"OK."

Liu Tianxian got up and walked to his side.

"Brother Mo..."

Dilina and Hei Lu called out pitifully, their voices barely audible.

Li Xin and Wang Hanran also stared at him expectantly, hesitant to speak.

Chen Mo smiled.

"You all come too."

The four women's eyes had just lit up when they heard him slowly add a sentence.

"However... you need to pay for a ticket. My secret beauty formula is very expensive."

"Buy it! I'll buy it no matter the price!"

The four of them nodded in unison, so happy they were like chicks pecking at rice.

If it were such a good opportunity, that would be the biggest loss.

The group left the private room in a grand procession.

Only a table full of people remained, sitting listlessly in their seats.