Reborn with wealth that rivals the country

That night, Chen Mo took He Chenguang to the Li family villa.

As soon as he entered, everyone in the Li family was waiting for him in the hall.

"Mr. Chen, haha, long time no see. I heard that there are some misunderstandings between you and my youngest son. I hope that through this pleasant dinner today, we can clear up the misunderstandings between you and me.

We can cooperate better in the future. "

Li Yiji, the head of the Li family, one of the four wealthy families, came up to him with a smile.

In Hong Kong City, there are no more than ten people who can greet him with such a polite smile!

"oh?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, feeling astonished in his heart.

He robbed the Li family's land, ruined Li Kai's marriage, and defrauded the Li family's building. How could Li Yiji not care at all?

Moreover, what about future cooperation?

“If the head of the Li family thinks so, that’s the best thing.

After all, I, Chen Mo, am not an unreasonable person. I will not take this little misunderstanding to heart! "Chen Mo waved his hands, pretending to be generous.

Li Kai on the side was so angry that his head was filled with black lines.

Give me some sunshine and you will shine!

Can't you tell that what my dad said was polite?

"Master Li invited me here just to apologize to me, right?" Chen Mo said straight to the point.

"Haha, you are indeed the White Dragon King!

As for me, I will stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point! "

“Actually, it was not my idea to invite Mr. Chen here this time.

But a distinguished guest wants to meet you. "

Li Yiji said with a smile.

"Dignified guest? Who is it?" Chen Mo asked doubtfully.

"The distinguished guest is waiting for you in the study upstairs, please."

Li Yiji made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile.

Chen Mo went upstairs with doubts.

Pushing open the door, in front of the huge study table, a blond and blue-eyed foreign middle-aged man is holding a brush, grinding ink and writing in the presence of the old god.

Li Yiji retreated and closed the door.

"Who are you?"

Chen Mo said doubtfully.

At this time, Anderson put down his pen, opened the floor-to-ceiling window, walked to the huge balcony of the villa with an area of ​​​​50 square meters, put his hands behind his back, and said to Chen Mo calmly:

"Look here, what can you see?"

Chen Mo heard the words and looked around, only to see a cloudless sky and dotted with stars.

He thought for a moment before replying: "It's the vast starry sky."

"Yes, it's so vast and boundless that when you look up, you suddenly feel how small you are." Anderson sighed, suddenly turned around and smiled arrogantly:

"But do you know? What you can see is only a few dozen miles. Compared with the area of ​​the entire port city, it is insignificant. Compared with the entire Daxia, it is even more incomparable."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Chen Mo with a serious look:

"This starry sky, just like you, naturally looks bright in all areas of this small place like Hong Kong City. But what about the whole of Daxia, and even the whole world?

Just as small as dust. "

Chen Mo looked as usual and said, "What do you mean?"

Anderson grinned and said proudly: "Chen Mo, the organization I serve is called the Foundation. It is an ancient organization that has existed in the world for thousands of years..."

At this moment, Anderson explained the origin of the foundation.

After listening, even Chen Mo and the reborn person were speechless.

If what Anderson said is true.

Then the financial resources of the foundation can be measured in hundreds of billions!

Moreover, according to Anderson, the twelve members of the foundation are all "invisible" plutocrats in various countries, so it is impossible for anyone in the world to resist the power of this organization!

"If you are the small patch of starry sky above your head, then the Foundation is the entire universe!"

Anderson put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Chen Mo, you are lucky. Your ability has been recognized by the foundation. I hope to join forces with you to earn Daxia's wealth and conquer Daxia's market."

"In the future, all walks of life in Daxia will be monopolized by foundations, and 80% of Daxia's wealth will flow into the foundation's pockets!"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and then laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Anderson frowned.

"I laugh at you for asking for help and pretending to be a "gift". "

"If the foundation is really as awesome as you say, how can it still need my help?"

Chen Mo said with a mocking smile: "Only an old fool like Li Yiji would be fooled by you into becoming a free wage earner."

"you!"

Anderson's face turned red with anger when he saw that Chen Mo dared to question the "Foundation" which was like a temple in his mind.

"If I guess correctly, I promise to cooperate with you. The first thing I will do is hand over the land and the building for you to use for free, right?" Chen Mo said.

Anderson's face was cold, and he raised his head proudly and said, "This is a small price that must be paid for cooperating with the foundation."

"I'm tired of losing all the wood!"

Chen Mo scolded him directly: "Silly X, you want me to pay if you don't pay, even the two fools from our village can't do it!"

"If you want land or a building, fine, I'll sell it to you cheaply for 100 billion!"

"you……"

"What am I? Aren't you bragging that you are richer than a foundation thief? No, no, no, you can't even get 100 billion, so why are you bragging about your wealth?"

Chen Mo was so angry that Anderson was so angry that he vomited blood.

It’s not that the Foundation can’t come up with this money. If it wanted to, the Foundation could even come up with astronomical sums that would destroy the entire world’s economic system!

But once the funds are too large, it will arouse the vigilance of various countries.

This is inconsistent with the foundation's philosophy of "the invisible road".

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't take the bait, Anderson could only put down his attitude and said: "Mr. Chen, don't you think this world is too unfair to us elites?

History is driven by elites like us, technology is developed by elites like us, and the economy is developed by elites like us.

But now, we elites have to pay expensive taxes to support the general public who have no effect at all!

Don’t you think the current economic system is very unreasonable? "

"do not think so."

"..."

Chen Mo's three calm words immediately knocked Anderson out of his mind.

I lost it! ! !

You don't play by the rules!

"Does Mr. Chen think that elites like us are treated fairly?" Anderson asked.

"My parents are real farmers. They grew abundant food with their hard-working hands and raised me up."

"I have known since I was a child that without farmers, we would have no food to eat."

"Without workers, we would have no house to live in and no clothes to wear."

"But now you keep saying that they are all useless trash and need you to raise them?"

Chen Mo's voice suddenly became louder and he said angrily:

"You do not deserve!"

The last three words, word for word, showed Chen Mo's inner anger.

"Not worthy?"

Anderson finally laughed.

He laughed and shook his head: "Chen Mo, Chen Mo, when I was young, I also dreamed of creating a world where everyone is equal. Unfortunately, the rules of this world will eventually divide people into three, six or nine levels. If you don't abide by it, Rules will only be abandoned by the rules.”

"You defrauded the Li family of the building because you want to open your own supermarket chain, right?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

"Then do you know that Wonima Supermarket is an industry under my name? And the brand share of this supermarket has reached 56% in the world." Anderson smiled disdainfully.

"So what if you know?" Chen Mo said.

"One month! In one month at most, your supermarket will be bankrupted by Warnema Supermarket and leave sadly!

Even if I think about it, not even a single customer will go to your supermarket! "

Anderson said proudly: "The people of Daxia only recognize our noble Western brands, and your low-grade domestic brands are destined to disappear into the dust of history!"

"Then do you know my future goals?" Chen Mo asked.

"What?" Anderson said.

“In the future, I will defeat all of you self-righteous foreign brands!

I want domestic products to rise!

I want to make Daxia, the East, and even the whole world proud of using our Daxia products! ! ! "

As he spoke, Chen Mo spoke with immense confidence and boldness, as if this goal was within reach.

In a daze, Anderson seemed to see himself when he was younger.

At that time, I was equally arrogant and confident, as if no difficulty could defeat me!

Anderson shook his head and said: "That's all, I'm not talking about speculation. You can go and come to me when you figure it out. The Foundation welcomes you at any time.

Oh, by the way, I would like to kindly remind you, don’t do this in the supermarket, it will cause you a lot of damage. "

Chen Mo smiled and didn't refute.

Turning his head, he saw the rice paper on the desk and said with a faint smile: "Businesses are not done in a righteous way. Since Mr. Anderson likes calligraphy so much, and he is a New Year person, I will give you a set of calligraphy."

"Okay." Anderson nodded.

He really admired Chen Mo very much.

Chen Mo was holding a brush and writing on the rice paper with great momentum. Anderson was stunned for a moment as he watched.

Finally, four big characters appeared on the rice paper.

Seeing those four words, the corners of He Chenguang's mouth twitched crazily. Fortunately, he was a professional and didn't laugh.

"What's this about?" Anderson asked.

"Congratulations on getting rich." Chen Mo said nonsense.

"Well, it's well written. I like it very much. I will frame it and hang it in my office."

Chen Mo nodded and turned around.

Li Yiji, who had been waiting outside, glanced at Chen Mo, shook his head and said regretfully:

"Today's young people really don't cherish opportunities! Do you know that the foundation has not taken the initiative to discuss cooperation with others for many years? Do you know what has been lost today?"

"Opportunity to become the richest man in Great Xia!!!"

"If I had such an opportunity when I was young, how could I still be old enough to be just the head of a wealthy family in a port city?"

Chen Mo looked normal and said: "You are you and I am me. In your opinion, Anderson's support is an opportunity. But in my opinion, it is not worth mentioning."

"Hmph, arrogant!"

When Li Yiji heard this, his face darkened and he walked away.

In fact, he persuaded Chen Mo like this to get back the building and the land, but obviously, Chen Mo was not fooled at all.

After everyone left, Chen Mo shook his head and looked up at the starry sky.

"I was born to be a mountain, not a stream. I want to be on the top of the mountains and look down on the mediocre ravines."

"I was born to be a hero, not a mere mortal. I stand on the shoulders of great men and look down on humble cowards."

"Who is worthy of commanding the White Dragon King!"

Li Yiji went to the study angrily.

"What's wrong, that guy hasn't changed his mind yet?" Anderson asked calmly while sitting in the study.

"That boy is so stubborn and stubborn that he is like a rotten tree that cannot be carved!" Li Yiji shook his head and sighed.

“In that case, let’s teach him a small lesson.

Doesn't he want to open a supermarket?

In the past few days, let Wonima Supermarket start a discount event. As long as it is a little cheaper, Chen Mo's supermarket will definitely be defeated.

By then, he will understand the gap between ideal and reality. "

Anderson said.

After a pause, he picked up the calligraphy written by Chen Mo and said to Li Yiji: "Go help me frame this calligraphy and send it to my office."

Li Yiji glanced at the words and was stunned: "Are you...sure?"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this calligraphy? Isn't it neatly written?" Anderson asked.

"The handwriting is quite neat, but...there's something wrong with the content..."

"Isn't it written on it "Gong Xi Fa Cai"?

"no."

"what is that?"

"You are a barbarian."