Understanding

Chen Shuo, overjoyed to have Mo Yu's contact information, ran back, only to be met with several pairs of eye-rolls as soon as he sat down.

Li Zhe immediately started cursing: "Chen Shuo, have you taken too many fake medicines? You just got scolded, and instead of getting revenge, you go and fawn over that outsider. Are you out of your mind?"

Although the two girls, Su Su and Xiao Mei, didn't say anything, a flash of disdain crossed their eyes.

However, Zhang Yang, the oldest and seemingly the most composed, didn't agree with Li Zhe. Instead, he thoughtfully asked, "Xiao Shuo, do you know something?"

"Yang Ge really understands me."

Chen Shuo first gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up, then lowered his voice and said, "I just called my older brother, hoping he could ask his sworn brother Wolf to teach that little... no... Master Mo a lesson..."

And guess what happened?

"What else could it be?" Li Zhe scoffed. "He must have gotten a scolding from your older brother."

Chen Shuo blushed, touched his nose, and coughed lightly: "Is that the point? The point is that after my older brother scolded me, I secretly made a phone call to Brother Wolf."

Wolf told me on the phone that if someone could really crush a bone china teacup with their bare hands, then that person would either be a free solo climbing master or a master of finger techniques.

If he wanted to, he could easily crush all the bones in my body; there are probably no more than a hundred people in the whole world who could do that.

In other words, whether Mo Ye is a free solo climbing master or a traditional martial arts expert, he is still this in this industry!

Everyone fell silent as they saw Chen Shuo extend his thumb.

Zhang Yang, Li Zhe, Chen Shuo, and others all come from well-off families, some with hundreds and others with thousands of dollars, but their status within their families is somewhat awkward.

After all, wealthy families usually have a lot of brothers and sisters.

Don't assume that just because their family has a lot of assets, their siblings can divide up the inheritance after their parents pass away and then live a life of luxury.

That's just the kind of thinking that ordinary people have. The wealthier a family is, the more it values ​​inheritance. Only the one chosen as the heir is qualified to inherit the vast majority of the family property. The remaining siblings can only get one or two shops or a small share, or they can only live off the family fund and get a monthly allowance.

This is the same as the treatment given to illegitimate sons in ancient times.

Unfortunately, Chen Shuo and Li Zhe are examples of "illegitimate children" who were left to their own devices.

This is why their behavior is so eccentric and dissolute.

Those who are family know their own situation best. They have no talent for business, nor the ability or resources to go into politics. What else can they do but live a life of idleness and waiting to die?

Despite their slacking off, these people have developed a keen eye for talent from a young age. Upon hearing Chen Shuo's words, they immediately realized how impressive Mo Yu was.

In any industry, those who rank among the top 100 in the world are all exceptionally successful. (This can be seen in the Fortune 500 companies.)

Instead of trying to befriend such a person, you go and oppose them. Are you out of your mind?

After figuring this out, Zhang Yang and Li Zhe's gaze towards Chen Shuo changed.

"You're the most shameless one, you acted so quickly." Li Zhe's gaze towards Chen Shuo was somewhat complicated.

Why did ancient kings and generals like to associate with extraordinary people? Because it was both a symbol of connections and a rigid need.

Otherwise, how did Lord Mengchang get his three thousand retainers?

Do you really think he has so much money he doesn't know what to do with it?

Although Chen Shuo and his friends were just a bunch of good-for-nothing illegitimate sons, that didn't stop them from wanting to befriend capable people. Who knew they might need someone's help someday?

Just like Brother Wolf, who is by Brother Chen Shuo's side. He is a master that Brother Chen Shuo hired at great expense. Even if he is not used on a regular basis, he cannot be without him.

While Chen Shuo and the others were pondering how to mend their relationship, Liu Yiyi and the other two girls surrounded Mo Yu and Mi Le.

Liu Yiyi, Zhao Man, and Bai Xue exchanged glances and surrounded each other like three foxes eyeing a lamb.

"Hey... what are you doing...?"

Mi Le exclaimed in surprise and instinctively tried to run towards Mo Yu, but before she could get there, Liu Yiyi grabbed her shoulder.

The petite and delicate girl was hugged by Liu Yiyi, a tall girl from Beijing who was over 1.7 meters tall. She felt like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a pack of wolves. Her pretty face turned so red that it almost bled. Her nostrils flared slightly, and she was breathing rapidly. She looked at Mo Yu with some helplessness.

Mo Yu was about to speak when she received warning glances from Bai Xue and Zhao Man.

"Oh my, so protective of her, do you think we're going to eat her up?"

Liu Yiyi teased him as she turned to look at him, her eyes serious. "Xiaoyu, can I ask you something? Are you planning to go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony first thing tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah...how did you know?" Mo Yu feigned surprise. "Are you a mind reader?"

Liu Yiyi rolled her eyes. If she hadn't just witnessed this guy crush a bone china teacup with his bare hands, she would have definitely shown this bastard the fighting power of a girl from the Beijing Dance Academy.

Although she was seething with anger, Liu Yiyi still reminded her, "That means we'll have to get up at three or four in the morning to queue... By the way... Lele, are you going too?"

"I'm not going." Miler shook her head. "Our class has to get up at 5:30 for morning exercises, there's simply not enough time, and Teacher Wang won't give me leave, so..."

At this point, Mi Le glanced apologetically at Mo Yu, then turned and took Liu Yiyi's hand, shaking it repeatedly: "Yiyi... could you spend some time with Xiaoyu tomorrow morning... after all, he just arrived in Beijing and is unfamiliar with the place."

"Did I owe you two something in my past life?" Liu Yiyi was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

"Yiyi...please, I know you're the best to me, please help me and Xiaoyu. I'm worried about him going to watch the flag-raising ceremony alone."

"Hey..." Liu Yiyi suddenly realized that people can laugh when they are so angry that they are speechless.

She pointed at Mo Yu and said to Zhao Man and Bai Xue, "Listen to this... Is this even human language? Lele is actually worried that someone who can crush a teacup with their bare hands will be bullied?"

Zhao Man and Bai Xue also lowered their heads and chuckled.

What does it mean when concern leads to chaos? This is it.

"Fine, fine... I owe you two." Liu Yiyi gritted her teeth and agreed.

Mo Yu looked at Liu Yiyi and Mi Le, who were performing fancy tricks, and a touch of emotion flashed in her eyes. One of the girls was gentle, sweet and cute, and the other was bold, generous and unpretentious. Both of these qualities are extremely rare. No wonder the two of them can be called best friends.

He thought for a moment and said, "Sister Yiyi, I won't let you help me for nothing."

How about this: tomorrow afternoon, after dinner, I'll give you a free massage, what do you think?