Reborn Rich To Rival Country

Xiao Mei was taken aback by the question.

Believe in fate or not?

"Uh... Is it possible that Mr. Chen can still tell fortunes?" Xiao Mei couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

Chen Mo said: "Well, I know a little bit of Zhouyi's gossip. Just now I saw that your Yintang was black, so I secretly calculated a hexagram for you, and the result was a big omen!

If Miss Xiao believes me, it's best not to drive back in your own car today, and let someone check it out. "

Xiao Mei suddenly burst into laughter.

She is a staunch atheist. She doesn't believe in any fortune-telling, divination, or astrology.

Even though Chen Mo's piano skills are profound, Xiao Mei doesn't believe his nonsense at all.

So she said perfunctorily, "Mmmm, thank you Mr. Chen for reminding me."

"Miss Xiao, you'd better not believe it. My mother only escaped the disaster after listening to Brother Mo before." Gong Ziyuan said.

Xiao Mei smiled without saying a word.

Chen Mo also signaled Gong Ziyuan to stop persuading him.

For this sake, he has done his best, he can't kneel down and beg her not to let her drive, right?

Then I'm afraid Xiao Mei will regard Chen Mo as a madman.

Afterwards, Xiao Mei bid farewell to the two of them and left Jingxuan Pavilion.

As soon as they went out, the beautiful foreman Zhang Ting rushed over: "Sister Mei, why don't you take a taxi back today, and I'll find a driver to help you drive the car home."

Xiao Mei smiled and said, "I didn't drink alcohol, and there was no wind or rain today. What's the name of a chauffeur?"

"Sister Mei, this kind of thing would rather be trusted or not.

Let me tell you secretly, our boss Wang Tai wants to respect that gentleman just now!

The girl he brought was Gong Ziyuan, but she was the daughter of the real estate tycoon Gong Ming!

If he didn't have the ability, how could there be so many big people to curry favor with him? "Zhang Ting said very solemnly.

"Tingting, why are you so superstitious at such a young age?" Xiao Mei smiled disdainfully.

"Oh, sister Mei, can you just give me a face?

I don't want to see you again. "Zhang Ting pouted.

If it's just Chen Mo, Xiao Mei will definitely ignore it, but Zhang Ting has a very good relationship with her, and it's not a big deal, so there's no need to make the relationship between the two so stiff.

"Okay, you can call a chauffeur, I'll take the subway back." Xiao Mei said.

After half an hour.

As soon as Xiao Mei got out of the subway, the phone rang.

"Hey, Sister Mei, something happened!" Zhang Ting said with a trembling voice.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Mei asked in astonishment.

"Your car suddenly failed to brake half an hour ago. When turning a corner, it collided with a big truck and exploded on the spot!" Zhang Ting said.

"what?!"

When Xiao Mei heard the words, her face turned pale and pale, and a coolness rushed to the sky from the sole of her feet!

Something really happened!

What Chen Mo predicted is true!

Xiao Mei, who was still in shock, paused for a while before continuing:

"Then... what happened to the driver? Didn't he die?"

"It's still being rescued in the hospital," Zhang Ting said.

"I'll go to the hospital immediately!" Xiao Mei said.

After Xiao Mei rushed to the hospital, she asked about the situation.

"It's not life-threatening, but both arms have to be amputated."

The doctor's words made Xiao Mei almost scared.

If Zhang Ting hadn't persuaded her today, wouldn't that mean that it was herself who was going to be amputated?

After dealing with the matter on the driver's side, Xiao Mei hurried to Jingxuan Pavilion.

But when they arrived, Chen Mo and Gong Ziyuan were long gone.

"Tingting, what about Mr. Chen?" Xiao Mei hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Chen left with Miss Gong after dinner." Zhang Ting said.

"Do you have his contact information?"

"No."

"Then...then did he leave any notes or words for me?"

"No."

"This……"

Xiao Mei lowered her head in shame, feeling guilty.

She also thought that Chen Mo might be trying to soak her in that way!

As a result, they didn't even leave contact information!

When things are done, go away and hide your merits and fame!

"This kind of expert, I must try my best to make friends with him!"

Xiao Mei looked at the seat where Chen Mo sat in a loss, and murmured like a dream.

the other side.

Chen Mo and Gong Ziyuan were walking on the street.

Seeing Hui Zhi Lan Xin and the gentle and beautiful Gong Zi Yuan beside him, Chen Mo was heartbroken.

Several times I wanted to hold her hand.

But sorry. "Chen Mo, you are so cowardly!

As human beings, have they lived on dogs for decades? "

Chen Mo cursed himself inwardly.

It's just that I can't summon the courage.

Sudden!

A pair of warm, soft little hands gripped his right hand tightly!

Gong Ziyuan looked at Chen Mo with disgust and said: "If you want to pull it, you can pull it boldly, why are you timid?

Where did all the energy that used to tease me go? Also senior! "

Under the sun, Gong Ziyuan's bright eyes were particularly watery at the moment, revealing an irresistible charm, and the string in Chen Mo's heart was severely touched.

The two held hands and walked for a while by the sea.

As he walked, Gong Ziyuan unconsciously leaned his body on Chen Mo's body.

Feeling the breath on Chen Mo's body, Gong Ziyuan felt a particularly down-to-earth and relaxed feeling.

She originally thought that she might have to wait another ten years if she wanted to meet the real son of fate!

Unexpectedly, love came too fast like a tornado!

And Chen Mo was extremely satisfied at this time.

"It would be great if I could go on like this until I had a white head." He thought to himself.

The two walked all the way to Qianhai Seaside, hand in hand, and soon arrived at the Antique Pedestrian Street in Qianhai.

In Jiangbei in early June, it was so hot during the day that people could not go out, but the sea breeze was very cool at night, so Qianhai Antique Pedestrian Street was not crowded during the day, but it was very lively at night.

Beautiful lanterns dot the quaint pedestrian street along the way. There are a variety of special goods on both sides of the street. You can also see many interesting folk arts, such as shadow play, paper cutting, live ink painting, folk juggling...

Gong Ziyuan has not been shopping so happily for a long time.

She usually has a strong purpose in shopping, and she will leave after shopping.

Most of the clothes you buy are formal clothes, mainly in cool colors. They are rarely like other women who go shopping when they have nothing to do, regardless of whether they are shopping or not.

Holding Chen Mo's hand, Gong Ziyuan seems to have returned to the girlhood.

"Brother Mo, does this dress look good?"

"Brother Mo, isn't it fashionable for me to wear this sun hat?"

"Wow, the juggling over there is so good, it can actually breathe fire!"

"..."

At this moment, Gong Ziyuan, like other little women who just fell in love, feels that even the air is sweet.

Seeing Gong Ziyuan's blushing face, her graceful figure, and her youthful aura, Chen Mo also smiled involuntarily.

"Hey, there are noodle kneaders over there! It's so interesting!"

Gong Ziyuan suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The two walked to a small stall.

I saw that there were many interesting noodle people on the stall, including gourd babies, pigs, and kittens...

Behind the booth, an old man in a long coat was pinching, rubbing, kneading, and lifting his fingers dexterously in his hands, and dexterously using a small bamboo knife to point, cut, carve, scratch, shape his body, hands, head and face, and put on hair accessories. And clothes, in an instant, a lifelike Monkey King will be freed.

Chen Mo saw this scene, and memories appeared in his mind.

In the last life, he was very interested in noodle kneaders. He used his spare time to teach himself and even won a lot of awards.

However, Tang Mengmeng hit Chen Mo more than once.

Saying Chen Mo is naive, saying that he has time to pinch the face, it is better to go to work more to earn some money.

As a result, Chen Mo could only pinch secretly while he was sleeping.

Later, every year Chen Mo would put a face person in front of her grave on the day of Gong Ziyuan's death.

"Brother Mo, come here quickly!" Just as Chen Mo was recalling all kinds of past lives, Gong Ziyuan's clear and pleasant voice came from his ears.

Chen Mo raised his head and saw Gong Ziyuan in the crowd turning his face and waving to him. On either side were rows of lanterns that were shining brightly. The lights reflected her face, which was so charming and charming.

"Oh, oh, here we come!" Chen Mo Dong was stunned for a while, and hurriedly strode towards Gong Ziyuan.

"Look at Brother Mo, how good-looking these face people are! How interesting!" Gong Ziyuan exclaimed.

"If I want to learn to knead people, do you think I'm naive?" Chen Mo asked suddenly.

"How! This is art!

But Brother Mo, if you want to learn, be the first to pinch me! " Gong Ziyuan said coquettishly.

Chen Mo's heart moved slightly, and he walked to the old master of the noodle maker and said:

"Master, can you let me pinch one for my friend?

I can pay the money. "

The old man was surprised and said, "Young man, can you also knead noodles?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I learned a little."

Although the old man's business has always been good, there are fewer and fewer people who know the craft of kneading noodles, and even his son and grandson are unwilling to learn kneading, so the old man is somewhat lonely.

Hearing that Chen Mo can knead people, the old man felt very cordial and said with a smile: "Okay! You can pinch it! It doesn't matter if you pinch it well, I can give you one for free!"

The onlookers were obviously surprised, and all of them held their breaths as they watched Chen Mo's noodle kneader.

Chen Mo nodded with a smile, then sat down, kneading, rubbing, kneading, and lifting the glutinous rice flour in his hands skillfully, gradually showing the shape of a woman.

This time even the old man was surprised.

Generally speaking, it’s good for beginners to be able to pinch simple animals such as pigs and chickens. I didn’t expect Chen Mo to pinch a woman’s shape, and it still looks like a complex face with clothes and expressions. people!

Chen Mo used a small bamboo knife to dexterously point, cut, engrave, scribble, shape his body, hands, head and face, put on hair accessories and dresses, and slightly adjusted the color. Under the eyes of everyone!

"Wow!!!"

The surrounding people let out bursts of exclamations.

I don't know who took the lead, I clapped my palm, and suddenly there was a warm applause around, attracting many people to come here.