These past few days, besides inquiring about the Long family, Chen Mo spent time with Tian Mengyao and the others.
To Chen Mo's surprise, the Long family seemed to have made no moves. Even after Qin Yuyan caused them to lose shares in four group companies, the Long family hadn't taken any drastic actions.
Chen Mo lived by the principle that unusual circumstances often hid something sinister. However, with Li Chongtian around, Chen Mo knew it would be difficult for the Long family to harm Tian Mengyao and the others.
Chen Mo and his three companions, along with Mr. Wang, had already purchased plane tickets to Country R. Five days after Chen Mo contacted Wang Dezhong, the five of them flew to Rejing, Country R.
After leaving the airport, they noticed significant differences compared to cities in the mainland. The city was densely populated, but there weren't many high-rise buildings; most structures were low-rise houses.
Soon, a Toyota van pulled up in front of them. This was the airport pick-up service provided by the hotel Chen Mo had booked. They all got into the car and were quickly taken to a five-star hotel in the heart of Rejing.
Chen Mo and Wang Dezhong walked ahead, followed by Yamamoto Yaofu and his two companions. However, at that moment, a group of bodyguards in suits suddenly rushed into the hotel lobby and stood respectfully on both sides, as if welcoming a VIP.
This sudden turn of events caused Chen Mo and the others to frown slightly.
"What are you doing? Move aside quickly!" a bodyguard suddenly approached and yelled at Chen Mo and his group.
Just then, a Rolls-Royce stopped outside. The car door opened, and an elder slowly stepped out, accompanied by a young girl in a princess dress. They were walking towards the entrance.
"I told you to move aside, don't you understand?!" the bodyguard angrily shouted at Chen Mo and the others.
"Baka!" Yamamoto Yaofu, standing nearby, cursed and was about to step forward.
However, Chen Mo stopped him with a hand. Not wanting to cause trouble upon arrival, Chen Mo said, "Yamamoto, forget it."
With that, Chen Mo turned to leave.
But upon hearing Chen Mo's words, the bodyguard's face immediately showed contempt. He sarcastically sneered, "Hmph, so it's a bunch of low-class pigs. Your presence here simply lowers the hotel's standard."
Chen Mo, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped. He had learned some of Country R's language during this time and understood the bodyguard's words perfectly. A deep chill flickered in his eyes.
Slowly turning, Chen Mo's icy gaze fell upon the bodyguard. Noticing Chen Mo's stare, the bodyguard, though slightly shocked, was not afraid. He shouted, "Low-class pigs, I told you to get lost, don't you understand?"
"Break his mouth," Chen Mo said calmly, uttering five words.
"Hai!" Mizuno Seio responded. He stepped forward and approached the bodyguard, swinging a slap at him.
"Slap!" A crisp sound echoed. Before the bodyguard could even react, Mizuno Seio's palm landed squarely on his face.
"Ah!" The bodyguard cried out in pain. His body was sent flying backward, spitting out blood mixed with broken teeth onto the ground. Half of his face had caved in, a gruesome sight.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present. The elder and the young woman who had just entered the lobby also witnessed the scene. The elder, leaning on his cane, with a tuft of beard below his nose, walked forward slowly. Glancing at the bodyguard lying on the ground, the elder's expression darkened. Immediately, the bodyguards on both sides surrounded Chen Mo and his group.
"You hit my man? How dare you," the elder said calmly.
Chen Mo looked at the elder. "Your subordinate didn't know the rules, so I taught him a lesson. No need to thank me."
The elder narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Mo's face. "Are you from Huaguo?"
Chen Mo nodded. "That's right." He then asked, "What? Are you going to be like your subordinate, a dog, and discriminate too?"
The elder's face turned quite unpleasant. These words were clearly an insult to him.
"Why are you speaking so rudely?" the young girl accused Chen Mo.
"Huaguo has a proverb: 'If people respect me one foot, I will respect them ten feet.' Your subordinate insulted us, and you expect me to be polite to you? Do you think that's possible?" Chen Mo retorted.
"You!" The young girl was left speechless by his retort.
"Or is it that you people from Country R want to bully the few with the many, and oppress others with power?" Chen Mo deliberately raised his voice. This attracted the attention of many onlookers, some of whom began pointing and whispering.
The elder naturally noticed this and bowed slightly. "Sir, I apologize for my subordinate's rudeness."
However, Chen Mo did not accept the apology. "Educate your subordinates properly, don't let them embarrass themselves by coming out." With that, he turned and walked towards the reception desk.
"Grandfather, this person is too impolite!" the girl said, her eyebrows furrowed in anger.
The elder said nothing, but cast a meaningful glance at Chen Mo's retreating back.
"Chairman, are we just going to let these low-class pigs leave?" the bodyguard who had been hit asked, standing up and clutching his face.
"Baka!" The elder glared at the bodyguard. Then he reprimanded, "Do you want the Chamber of Commerce to be disgraced along with you?!"
"This subordinate dares not!" the bodyguard hastily replied.
The elder ignored the bodyguard and, with the girl beside him, headed towards a different elevator.
"Xiao Chen, don't be angry. Actually, this kind of thing is quite common. Most of these people look down on us," Wang Dezhong explained on the way to their rooms.
Chen Mo replied, "I understand, but dignity has always been in our own hands. Constant weakness will only make them think we are easier to bully."
"That's true," Wang Dezhong nodded.
The group arrived at their suite. Wang Dezhong asked, "Xiao Chen, how much money did you bring this time? Exchanging it will take some time, especially large amounts. I've also asked around these past few days, and many people are determined to get their hands on this Celestial Toad Grass."
Chen Mo held up one finger.
"Ten billion R Yuan?"
Chen Mo shook his head. "One hundred million."
"What? One hundred million? That's definitely not enough," Wang Dezhong said, surprised.
Chen Mo smiled. "Old Mr. Wang, do you still remember Dongye Taijirou from before?"
"I remember," Wang Dezhong nodded. It was Dongye Taijirou and his group who had almost swindled his money.
"They still owe me a sum of money. I plan to collect it these past few days."
Wang Dezhong realized. "I knew you wouldn't do anything without confidence, boy. But how much do they owe you?" Wang Dezhong poured himself a cup of tea and waited for Chen Mo's response.
"Eight hundred million."
"Eight hundred million? That's still not enough, is it?" Wang Dezhong said gravely.
Chen Mo smiled faintly. "Converted to R Yuan, that's about 15 billion, and that's without interest."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Instantly, Wang Dezhong choked, spitting out his tea.