Rebirth of the Wealthy Country

Gambling is the lifeblood of the He family, half of the income of the He family comes from gambling!

Now, 3 million fake chips have appeared in the Portuguese City Hotel in two days. This problem cannot be too serious!

If Chen Mo hadn't discovered it earlier, who knows how much money he would have lost!

Chen Mo smiled and asked: "Mr. He, how do you want to deal with the counterfeiters?"

"Of course I'll dig it out and give it to the police!" He Houxia didn't even think about it.

Chen Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "But what good will this do to you?"

He Houxia is worthy of being the son of He Daxian, that's all!

He thought for a moment and immediately understood what Chen Mo meant.

By handing over the counterfeiters, He Houxia has only fulfilled his duties as a manager.

But what if we leave the counterfeiters alone and only strengthen the fight against counterfeiting in our own premises?

In this way, the counterfeiter will definitely not come to He's place, but go to the other three places to exchange this set of fake chips.

The four casinos with legal gaming licenses in Portugal are all competing.

As long as the He family takes precautions against fake chips, they will not lose money again.

But the other three are miserable!

One goes down and the other goes up.

If the He family does not lose money, but the other three companies suffer miserably, it means that the He family has made a lot of money in this market!

Moreover, if He Houxia can protect his own business from losses when all three companies suffer huge losses, he will definitely be highly regarded by He Daxian!

In the future, the position of head of the He family will most likely be passed to He Houxia because of this incident!

When he thought of this, He Houxia couldn't help but tremble with excitement!

At this moment, how could he still have any distrust in Chen Mo?

I almost consider Chen Mo my ancestor!

When the time came, Chen Mo took the opportunity to speak: "Mr. He, I have a third gift for you."

"And there are gifts?"

He Houxia was almost moved to tears.

His own father wasn’t so kind to him either!

The "gift" Chen Mo brought him today was worth more than tens of billions in cash to He Houxia!

"It's too much, Master Chen. It's really too much. If you give me more, it will overflow!"

Although he was polite, He Houxia still looked at Chen Mo expectantly.

Of course he wants it!

"The last gift..."

"If my calculations are correct, Mr. He Daxian should have been seriously ill recently. He has splitting headaches, nightmares, likes cold, is afraid of heat, and prefers to stay in dark and humid places more and more, and he also likes to eat raw and cold food more and more.

Something, right?”

"Yes, yes! All right!"

He Houxia said in surprise:

"Master Chen, can you cure my father's illness?"

"sure!"

Chen Mo said confidently.

Chen Mo, who had the memory of rebirth, knew that He Daxian was not sick, but was being plotted against.

"If you can cure my father's disease, I will be willing to give you any reward, even if I give half of the He family!" He Houxia solemnly promised.

He Daxian was not only deeply loved by the people of Portugal, but also deeply loved by the children of the He family.

He is the spiritual pillar of the He family!

He is the backbone of the He family!

Half an hour later, the car passed a 999-meter bridge and then drove into a small island full of peach trees.

Chen Mo glanced at the road sign: Utopia.

Look at the surrounding scenery again. The peach blossom forest is lush and lush, with hundreds of steps along the bank. There are no stray trees in the middle, the grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful...

It is really more beautiful than the scene recorded in "Peach Blossom Spring"!

"This is the most luxurious island in Daxia that our He family spent 10 billion to build for our father to enjoy his old age in peace."

He Houxia said quite proudly:

“I led more than a hundred well-known architects in the world to design the island, and it took a total of twenty years to build it.

It has won numerous awards around the world and is even known as the ‘tenth wonder of the world’!”

Chen Mo couldn't help but be speechless.

This is the foundation of a truly wealthy family!

Chen Mo's current net worth is only worth over 10 billion, and it is just net worth. If he is asked to take 10 billion in cash, he will definitely not be able to get it.

But in order to provide for He Daxian in his old age, the He family spent 10 billion to build such an island 20 years ago!

Chen Mo felt that he still had a long way to go.

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of a palace-like building in the center of the island.

A bejeweled woman in a long dress walked out. She was tall and extremely arrogant, as if she were aloof and aloof.

"Little sister, this is Master Chen. I specially invited him to treat our father."

"Master Chen, this is He Ziyan, my little sister."

He Houxia introduced.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand politely: "Hello, Miss He."

"Um."

He Ziyan glanced at Chen Mo, just hummed slightly, but did not shake hands with Chen Mo, and then turned around.

"My dad is in the bedroom, come with me."

Chen Mo frowned slightly, feeling unhappy in his heart.

This woman is too arrogant, her contempt is written all over her face.

But, I still followed.

Soon, the three of them arrived at a bedroom in the palace.

It is filled with books, porcelain, and many antique calligraphy and paintings, which is very luxurious.

At this moment, an old man in his eighties was sitting on the bed in the bedroom. His cheeks were so thin that his cheekbones protruded, and his eyes were dark, like a college student who stayed in an Internet cafe all night long for seven days and nights.

He was rubbing his head, as if he was feeling uncomfortable, and frowning while watching the news on TV.

On both sides of the old man, there were 6 bodyguards alone, and as many as 10 nannies and medical staff!

Chen Mo understood in his heart.

With such a grand pomp, this person must be the King of Portugal, He Daxian!