Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

Now that the school matter was completely resolved, Mo Chenchen began to take care of her own important matters, the first of which was to pick up her passport.

The second thing is to research going abroad and making free purchases overseas.

Mo Chenchen's first choice for a country was Myanmar, which is said to produce jade.

Whether it's jade or not isn't important; what's important is that the place is very chaotic, and you can get a timber silo there.

But Myanmar is too dangerous; she needs to find a stable way out.

Mo Chenchen thought for a moment, then took out his phone and made a call. The other party was the man from the antique street a few days ago, Baili Mo, the only son of Baili Feng, the richest man in the country.

The Baili family started their fortune through jade gambling. They own the largest jade gambling market in the country and more than 200 jade shops nationwide. They are a famous jade tycoon, and now they have also developed real estate.

Of course, she sought him out because Myanmar is the origin of jade.

She would never have met such a person in her previous life, but unexpectedly, she was connected with him in this life because of a piece of pigeon blood.

The receiver beeped...beep...

The call was long and tedious, and just when she thought the other party wouldn't answer and was about to hang up, the call finally went through.

A male voice, clearly puzzled and slightly annoyed at being interrupted, asked, "Feed?"

Mo Chenchen subconsciously raised an eyebrow, and then a smile curved her lips.

That makes sense. Why would a top young master like Baili Mo, who stands at the pinnacle of the world, bother to save the phone number of someone as insignificant as her?

Let alone a mere 2000 million transaction, even if it were ten times that amount, it would probably just be a number to him, and he wouldn't even blink. That's the difference.

Mo Chenchen needed someone's help, and this wasn't the apocalypse where she could do whatever she wanted anymore. She suppressed the restless irritation in her heart and softened her voice.

Trying to make her voice sound like she was her age, she said, "Hello, are you Young Master Baili? I'm Mo Chenchen, the one who traded rubies with you at Yuguxuan a few days ago. Do you remember me?"

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, in the upscale villa district of Tianyu Mountain, Baili Mo, dressed in a dark gray linen casual suit, leaned against the armrest of an imported Italian sofa, propping his head up with one hand and lazily holding the phone in the other.

He had just finished swimming with some friends, and the ends of his silver-gray hair were still damp.

He wasn't alone in the living room; there were three other childhood friends who were also outstanding in appearance and had extraordinary bearing, and their identities were, of course, obvious.

Sitting on a single sofa, dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, with the top button of the shirt fastened very meticulously, Xiao Yan exuded an air of asceticism.

The Xiao family is the world's largest financial family, owning three of the world's top ten banks, with businesses spanning the globe.

Xiao Yan's fame stemmed not only from his family background but also from his genius. He was renowned on Wall Street for his sharp insight and decisive actions, and was the most composed, reserved, and unfathomable of the five.

A man sat lazily at the bar, swirling the champagne in his hand with a nonchalant smile on his lips. This was Su Nanqi, known as the "smiling tiger."

The Su family is the pinnacle of energy and heavy industry, with a deep family foundation. Although he seems easy to get along with, he is actually the most cold-blooded and ruthless. Of course, he also changes girlfriends the fastest, but it's all just for show. In reality, he is the most fastidious and no one can get close to him.

In short, a charming but frivolous young man.

Meanwhile, lying on the sofa behind Baili Mo, curiously looking at his phone, was Han Yue, the youngest and most lively of the five, whose personality lived up to his name.

The Han family is a rising tech giant that has grown rapidly over the past decade, primarily focusing on artificial intelligence and semiconductors.

Han Yue himself is a genius hacker and also known as a know-it-all; there is nothing he cannot find out.

As for why there are five? Because there's one that's not here.

When Baili Mo heard the other party reveal their family background, she was stunned at first, obviously not expecting it to be her.

In my memory, she was a very young and very composed girl with a maturity in her eyes that was beyond her years. She was also clean and efficient in her transactions, without a single unnecessary word.

To be honest, he had a very good impression of her, otherwise he wouldn't have given her his contact information for the first time, since he wasn't short of good stuff.

Who would have thought she could misjudge someone? It's only been two days and the other party is already calling her? How boring.

Are they all really the same? I scoffed, a wave of annoyance washing over me.

She gestured for Han Yue to be quiet, her face displaying her usual aloofness towards strangers, but her tone remained completely calm: "So it's Miss Mo. What's up? You've got some good stuff again?"

Mo Chenchen is a very sensitive person. Although the other party felt that the emotions were not being expressed, she still noticed it immediately.

Mo Chenchen's eyes darkened. She wanted to hang up, but since she had already made the call, she decided to give up after asking.

"Excuse me, but do you or any of your subordinates have any plans to travel to Myanmar soon? I have some personal matters to attend to, but I'm not very familiar with the area. Would you mind if I helped you?"

She phrased it subtly, but her meaning was clear: she wanted to hitch a ride or seek asylum, since Myanmar is genuinely dangerous, as everyone in China knows.

If Baili Mo went to Myanmar, she would undoubtedly be surrounded by a large entourage and have tight security, and would be in contact with the top circles, making her safer and more convenient than if she went alone.

The Baili family is in the jade business, and going to Myanmar is as common as going on a business trip to the neighboring province.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Baili Mo on the other end of the phone frowned his handsome brows.

I think the excuse they came up with is really lame. That place is a mixed bag; who would be a good person going there? It's absurd.

He does have family businesses involving jade mines there and often goes there to inspect them, but would he bring along a woman he's only met once with unclear motives? Absolutely not.

He received the best education, was the heir carefully cultivated by his family, and his refinement was ingrained in his very being.

Even if you're already getting very impatient, you won't just hang up the phone; that would be too low-class.

He changed his posture and politely declined, saying, "Myanmar..." His voice carried a hint of regret.

"Unfortunately, I don't have any plans to go there at the moment..."

Mo Chenchen was an extremely perceptive person, and she understood the meaning instantly.

I felt no disappointment. I had wanted to take a shortcut, but as expected, shortcuts aren't so easy to find. In the end, I still had to rely on myself.

Not wanting to listen to the other person's exhausting excuses anymore, which was quite pointless, I very considerately interrupted them.

"Okay, I understand, thank you! Sorry to bother you!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively without waiting for a response from the other party.

Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, Baili Mo was slightly taken aback.

Before he could finish his excuse, the other person just hung up.

Shouldn't we try to find some more reasons to fight for it?

Okay, at least they know when to back down. They're not that annoying.

As soon as Baili Mo put down his phone, the atmosphere in the living room immediately became lively.