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Chapter 94 For the first time in my life, I have more than a million in my bank account!

When Chen Mo arrived at Lin Wei's house, he found that she had not yet returned.

He glanced down at his phone; it was 7:20 PM.

As Lin Wei had mentioned before, her new company often required her to work overtime until after 8 PM, and she only had one day off per week.

Although the salary is 20% higher than before, the workload has also increased significantly.

He thought for a moment, then turned around and went to the fresh food supermarket downstairs.

This supermarket is small, but it has a full range of products.

Chen Mo pushed the shopping cart, picked out broccoli, potatoes, and green peppers in the vegetable section, then chose a piece of pork tenderloin in the meat section, and finally weighed some shrimp in the seafood section.

When he went to pay, he saw the beer in the freezer, hesitated for a moment, but still took two cans.

Back home, Chen Mo carried the groceries into the kitchen, put on an apron, and began preparing dinner.

Cooking has now become one of his hobbies.

Chopping vegetables, marinating meat, and deveining shrimp —

His movements were practiced and natural.

At eight o'clock, the sound of a key turning could be heard outside the door.

Lin Wei left work a little early and came home.

She pushed open the door and saw the living room lights on, and heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. She was stunned for a moment.

Then, she put down her bag, walked to the kitchen door, and saw Chen Mo wearing her pink apron, stirring green peppers and shredded pork in a pot.

"You—why are you here?"

Lin Wei was somewhat surprised, but her tone was more one of delight.

Chen Mo turned to look at her, smiled, and said, "I figured you probably hadn't eaten since you came back from working overtime, so I came over for a meal."

"Bringing your own ingredients to a free meal?"

Lin Wei walked to his side, looked at the two dishes already prepared on the stove, and smiled, "This doesn't look like you're just trying to freeload."

"What does it look like?" Chen Mo turned off the stove and served the dishes.

Lin Wei thought for a moment and said seriously, "Like the male owner of the house."

Chen Mo paused in his actions, but did not respond.

He brought the dishes to the table and said, "Go wash your hands, dinner will be served soon."

"it is good."

Chen Mo didn't prepare much for the two of them; it was a very common three dishes and one soup: shredded pork with green peppers, boiled shrimp, garlic broccoli, and potato and pork rib soup.

Simple and home-style, but piping hot.

The two sat down opposite each other. Lin Wei picked up a piece of pork rib, took a bite, and said with satisfaction, "Your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Practice makes perfect.

Chen Mo ladled her a bowl of soup and asked, "Are you tired from working so late?"

"fine."

Lin Wei took a sip of soup, squinted comfortably, and said, "It's just that having only one day off a week is a bit tough. It feels like I'm always rushing around every week."

There was no other way; back in my previous company, we always had weekends off!

Chen Mo nodded without saying anything.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Wei noticed that something was off about him today.

Although she was smiling, there was some fatigue and irritability in her eyes.

She tentatively asked, "Is there anything wrong with your work?"

"Um.

""

Chen Mo didn't hide anything. He paused in his chopsticks, put them down, and recounted what had happened to him earlier that day, including what had happened with Manager Li.

"—So, Shen Qingyue should have known all along that a new minister would be parachuted in, but she had previously assured me that the deputy ministership was just a transitional position and that he would be promoted to the full ministership once he achieved results."

Chen Mo's tone was calm, but Lin Wei could hear the disappointment in it.

It wasn't the disappointment of not having a job, but the disappointment of being deceived.

Lin Wei listened quietly without interrupting.

"Wang Qing came to me today and said that she shared the stocks I recommended with her colleagues, and many people followed suit and bought them."

I know she meant well and wanted to help me gain more favor among my colleagues, but—”

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head, saying, "I now feel that being the deputy director of the technology department is quite meaningless."

"So what do you plan to do?" Lin Wei asked.

"have no idea."

Chen Mo said honestly, "On the way here, I was thinking, maybe I should just quit my job."

Lin Wei thought for a moment and then picked up a piece of shrimp for him.

"If you have some savings right now, and you're unhappy with what you're doing, then quit. Take a break and adjust your mindset."

Chen Mo looked at her: "Aren't you going to advise me not to act impulsively?"

Why try to persuade them?

Lin smiled and said, "Work is for life. If work makes life unhappy, then you should consider changing to something else."

Of course, this is on the premise that you have a way out.

Do you have it now?

Chen Mo thought about the hundreds of thousands of yuan in his bank account and nodded.

"That'll do."

Lin Wei said casually, "I'll take a day off tomorrow and go hiking with you? Relax, look at the scenery in the distance, maybe that will cheer you up."

"Need not."

Chen Mo shook his head. "You've just started working, you're a newbie. Don't ask for leave for me. Besides, I have something to take care of tomorrow, I have an appointment."

"

"All right."

Lin smiled and said, "I see you bought some wine, how about I have a drink with you?"

Chen Mo said meaningfully, "You're not drunk again, are you?"

"You only have a chance when I'm drunk!"

Chen Mo: "————"

After finishing the meal, Chen Mo still took the initiative to get up and clear the dishes.

Lin Wei offered to help, but he refused, saying, "You've been working overtime all day, sit down and rest."

Lin Wei: "You're going to spoil me."

"Women are meant to be cherished, aren't they?"

Chen Mo's sweet words now flow effortlessly from his lips; he doesn't even need to think about them.

'

As Lin Wei listened to the sound of running water and the crisp clinking of dishes coming from the kitchen, a sense of peace welled up inside her.

This man, despite having a bad day at work, still came to cook for her, wash the dishes, and take care of her feelings.

When Chen Mo finished cleaning up the kitchen and came out, Lin Wei had already cut up the fruit and placed it on the coffee table.

The TV is on, showing a rather pointless urban drama.

But it doesn't matter, it's always just background.

The two sat down on the sofa, with a cushion between them.

In the TV series, the male and female leads are arguing. The woman accuses the man of not loving her enough, while the man defends himself by saying that he is busy with work for their future.

Looking at the screen, Chen Mo suddenly spoke up, "Lin Wei, what is our relationship now?"

'

Lin Wei was holding a fork and skewering fruit when she heard this and stopped.

A few seconds later, she put down her fork, turned around, and looked at Chen Mo intently.

"Love is not bread, Chen Mo."

I admit I like you, but I don't want to be a burden to you. We're both still struggling to make a living, so I haven't thought that far ahead.

If you're willing, then let's continue like this, without worrying about whether we're friends or lovers.

Because I never thought about it, nor did I want to.

Instead of constantly trying to hold onto the relationship, I'd rather enjoy this connection. Wherever things end up, it's a gift, and I won't regret it.

After listening, Chen Mo remained silent for a long time.

Then he laughed helplessly, "You really think so? Don't you think I'm shameless? I can't give you a promise, but I still keep coming to you."

"Won't."

Lin Wei smiled honestly and said, "Because I can't guarantee that I won't change my mind and will stay with you forever."

We are all adults and know that life is full of uncertainties. Instead of forcing a result, we should cherish the time we have together now.

.

Looking into her bright eyes, Chen Mo felt a sudden relief from the knot in his heart.

"What a scumbag woman."

He smiled confidently and said, "But with my excellence, you'll find yourself unable to leave me."

I don't believe it.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wei teased, "Because someone will soon become an unemployed youth."

"Oh, so you dare to laugh at me!"

Chen Mo no longer pretended to be serious like the previous two times; he pounced on her and started tickling her.

"I'll punish you."

Lin Wei screamed and dodged, and the two of them started making a ruckus on the sofa.

The cushion fell to the ground, and the fruit plate was almost overturned.

Finally, Chen Mo pressed her down in the corner of the sofa. The two of them looked at each other, panting, very close, and could feel each other's breath.

Lin Wei blushed, but she didn't look away.

Chen Mo looked at her and slowly lowered his head.

Just then, the cell phone rang at an inopportune moment.

Chen Mo sighed, released her, took out his phone and saw that it was Cai Yanyan calling. He was furious.

This woman will ruin her own life.

"Not answering?" Lin Wei tidied her hair.

"I don't want to answer."

Chen Mo put his phone on silent and tossed it aside.

Lin smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

The two sat down again and continued watching TV, but the atmosphere had changed.

Chen Mo reached out and naturally put his arm around Lin Wei's shoulder.

Lin Wei paused for a moment, then leaned closer.

Chen Mo did not leave that night.

In the darkness, Lin Wei whispered again, "Actually, you don't need to feel pressured. Let's just let things take their natural course, it's fine."

Chen Mo hummed in agreement and reached out to grasp her hand.

Nothing was said that night, only exercise.

The next morning, Lin Wei went to work.

Chen Mo made some breakfast at home, then went back to his own house, sat on the sofa for a while, opened his laptop, and started typing.

The first volume of "The Immortal Clan in the Mortal World" has already reached the key plot of the first minor climax, with the protagonist's family facing a crisis of extinction.

Chen Mo was immersed in writing and wrote three chapters in one go, totaling nearly 10,000 words as a draft.

After I finished writing, I checked the time and it was already eleven o'clock.

He logged into the author backend and habitually checked the data.

He was stunned when he saw it.

Collections: 203,847.

Follow-up reading: 81,392.

New donations yesterday: Alliance Leader x5, Sect Leader x7, Elder x15 —

I don't know how many new comments have been added to the book review section.

New book ranking: No. 2.

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

It's only been a few days?

From the time Su Xiao recommended it in the live stream until now, only three or four days have passed, and the data can already be described as "terrifying".

He opened the book review section.

"It came from the trending topics, and it caught up with the previous posts in one go! Author, please update soon!"

"It's amazing how well a fantasy ensemble novel can be written; every character is so vivid and relatable."

"When will it be available? I'm ready to pre-order the whole thing."

Chen Mo opened QQ again.

He usually genuinely forgets to open QQ, because people generally use WeChat these days.

In the private message section, yesterday's message from editor Huya is at the top.

"Tofu Pudding Master, your data has exploded!"

Where are they?

Chen Mo replied somewhat awkwardly, "Yes, Tiger Tooth."

The next second, the editor, Huya, replied instantly.

"You're finally online."

Editor Huya asked, "By the way, do you know Su Xiaotang?"

She recommended your book on the set of this popular TV drama, and it was a huge success! Many female readers came to read your book.

Chen Mo: "I'd say we're friends."

Editor Huya: "Maintain this relationship well! It will be very helpful for your future development."

Also, I plan to arrange for you to be listed on Sanjiang next week. Do you have any questions?

Because the application for the first-order promotion has also been approved.

You might not know this because you're new, but when a book is first released, you should update at least five chapters on the first day, preferably ten, to get better initial subscription numbers.

The higher the initial subscription, the more resources the website will allocate to you, so you should start preparing a stockpile of drafts.

Chen Mo: "Okay, I understand."

He was still somewhat shocked after ending the conversation with his editor.

Although I knew beforehand that Su Xiao's recommendation would be effective, I didn't expect the effect to be this explosive.

Two hundred thousand favorites and over eighty thousand reads – what does that mean?

According to the chat among the authors, the more favorites a book has, the higher the reading rate usually is, ranging from one-tenth to one-fifth.

His follow-up rate is close to 40%, which shows that the readers are extremely engaged, with most people following the updates every day.

It will be available on Sunday. If the first subscription reaches one-third of the number of readers who continue reading, that will be 27,000—no, to be conservative, even if it's only one-fifth, it will still be over 10,000.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Now is not the time to be happy. In the days leading up to the release, we must maintain a steady pace of updates and keep the hype going.

He opened the document and wrote another chapter as a draft.

After cooking himself a simple bowl of noodles for lunch, Chen Mo checked the time: 1 p.m.

I had arranged to meet Boss Zhao at 2 PM, so it's time to leave now.

He went into the bedroom and took out the Ru kiln brush washer from the bedside table.

Chen Mo carefully wrapped it in a soft cloth, put it in a brocade box he had prepared beforehand, then changed into a slightly more formal shirt and went out.

Chen Mo had accompanied Shen Qingyue to the Jiangcheng Antique Street before, so he was naturally familiar with the place.

Upon arriving at our destination, we found the place bustling with activity on the weekend, with stalls lining the streets and a lively atmosphere.

As agreed, Chen Mo arrived at the back of Guyunzhai.

The shop is large and elegantly decorated, with various porcelain, jade, and calligraphy and paintings displayed in the counter.

Pushing open the door, the wind chimes by the door tinkled.

A middle-aged man wearing a Chinese-style vest approached and asked with a smile, "Are you Mr. Chen Mo?"

"it's me."

Chen Mo nodded and replied, "I made an appointment with Boss Zhao at two o'clock."

"Boss Zhao is already waiting for you inside, please follow me."

The man led Chen Mo through the storefront to the reception room at the back.

Two people were sitting in the reception room. One was in his fifties, dressed in a Tang suit, and had a refined and scholarly air.

Another man, in his early sixties, wearing glasses and holding a magnifying glass, was looking down at a piece of porcelain.

"Boss Zhao, Mr. Chen has arrived," the middle-aged man introduced.

The man in the Tang suit stood up, smiled, and extended his hand, saying, "Mr. Chen, hello, I am Zhao Wenyuan, Professor Wang's friend."

""

Chen Mo shook hands with him and said, "Hello, Boss Zhao."

"This is Master Liu, the appraiser in this shop, and also a director of the Jiangcheng Antiques Association."

Zhao Wenyuan introduced the elderly man wearing glasses.

"Oh, hello Master Liu."

Master Liu looked up at Chen Mo, nodded, and that was his way of greeting him.

"Mr. Chen, please have a seat."

Zhao Wenyuan gestured for Chen Mo to sit down, personally brewed tea, and said bluntly, "Logically speaking, since Professor Wang introduced him, I should be able to trust him."

But a Song Dynasty Ru ware brush washer is a very rare item. Would it be convenient for me to take a look?

"sure."

Chen Mo placed the brocade box on the coffee table and opened it.

Zhao Wenyuan's eyes lit up, but he didn't rush to start. Instead, he said to Master Liu beside him, "Old Liu, come and take a look."

"Um."

Teacher Liu responded and walked over.

He first took out white gloves from his pocket and put them on, then carefully picked up the brush washer, walked to the natural light by the window, and examined it closely.

Throughout the entire process, the reception room was so quiet that you could hear someone breathing.

Master Liu examined it for a full ten minutes, then took out his powerful flashlight and shone it on the glaze to check the distribution of bubbles and the crackle patterns.

Finally, he gently stroked the chipped edge of the brush washer and sighed.

"How is it?" Zhao Wenyuan asked.

Master Liu carefully placed the brush washer back into the brocade box, took off his gloves, looked at Chen Mo, and asked, "Mr. Chen, where did you get this?"

"I found bargains at the antique market," Chen Mo said honestly.

"How much did it cost?"

"One thousand and five."

Master Liu and Zhao Wenyuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"One thousand and five————"

Master Liu shook his head and laughed, "You've got a huge bargain."

This is a genuine Song Dynasty Ru ware celadon lotus-shaped brush washer. Although there are some chips and scratches on the rim, it's quite remarkable that it's been preserved like this.

Zhao Wenyuan's eyes lit up as he asked, "Old Liu, are you sure?"

"I've been collecting porcelain for forty years, and I've seen three genuine Ru ware pieces. This is the fourth."

Master Liu said with certainty, "The glaze color, crackle, body, and shape all conform to the characteristics of Song Dynasty Ru ware."

The bump or scratch was likely caused accidentally during its transmission and does not affect its overall value.

Zhao Wenyuan took a deep breath, looked at Chen Mo, and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you really planning to make a move?"

"Since we're here, we're here to make a move."

Chen Mo calmly asked, "I wonder what price Boss Zhao can offer?"

Zhao Wenyuan did not answer immediately, but looked at Master Liu.

Master Liu pondered for a moment and said, "In the past two years, similar Ru ware brush washers have fetched prices between 1.5 million and 2 million at auctions."

Yours has some scratches and dents, so the price will be discounted.

But after all, it's Ru ware, and very few pieces exist. If it finds a collector who truly appreciates it, a price of 1.2 million to 1.5 million is reasonable.

Zhao Wenyuan nodded and said to Chen Mo, "Mr. Chen, Old Liu is the most authoritative appraiser in this shop. You can trust his words."

"Alright, I won't haggle with you anymore. Since you were introduced to me by Professor Wang, I'll just offer 1.5 million. What do you think?"

One million five hundred thousand.

Chen Mo was startled, but remained calm on the surface.

He had checked the information before coming and knew that the price range that Master Liu mentioned was accurate.

Boss Zhao offered the maximum amount, which shows that he genuinely wanted it and also gave Professor Wang face.

"Okay." Chen Mo nodded.

Zhao Wenyuan smiled and said, "Great! Let's sign an agreement then, and I'll transfer the money to you right now."

The transaction went smoothly.

Zhao Wenyuan had the shop assistant print out the transfer agreement, which both parties signed and affixed their fingerprints to.

Then, in front of Chen Mo, he transferred 1.5 million yuan to Chen Mo's bank card via online banking.

Your phone received a text message from the bank: "A deposit of 1,500,000.00 yuan has been made into your savings card ending in 3478. Current balance: 1,586,432.76 yuan."

Chen Mo stared at the string of numbers, his heart racing.

One million five hundred and eighty thousand.

For the first time in my life, I had more than a million dollars in my bank account.

"Mr. Chen."

Zhao Wenyuan smiled and said, "The money should have arrived by now."

"arrive."

Chen Mo put away his phone and said, "Thank you, Boss Zhao."

"I should be thanking you for receiving such a wonderful gift."

Zhao Wenyuan looked at the brush washer with great delight and said, "Ru ware, it's something you can only come across once in a lifetime."

'

When Chen Mo left Guyunzhai, his steps were somewhat unsteady.

One and a half million, and just like that, it was in my hands.

If you add his previous savings, he now has more than two million yuan in cash.

This money is enough for him to make a down payment on a nice house in Jiangcheng, and enough for him to live comfortably for several years even if he doesn't work.

Not to mention, "The Immortal Clan" will be available for purchase next Sunday, and its first subscription is likely to exceed 10,000.

At a subscription price of 0.5 cents per thousand words, if he subscribes to 10,000 words per day and updates 6,000 words per day, he would earn 46,000 yuan per month.

In addition to tips, perfect attendance bonuses, etc. —

I make about fifty or sixty thousand a month!

Chen Mo suddenly realized that his position as the so-called head of the technical department was utterly worthless and not appealing at all.

Stepping out of the antique street, the afternoon sun felt warm and comforting on my skin.

Standing by the roadside, Chen Mo felt much more confident for the first time.

He took out his phone and sent Lin Wei a WeChat message: "I'll pick you up tonight, let's have dinner together."

"it is good."

Lin Wei replied, "Then I'll try to leave work early today."

After sending the message, Chen Mo did not go home immediately. Instead, he took a taxi to a shopping mall and stopped in front of the jewelry counter.

The teller greeted him warmly: "Sir, what would you like to see?"

Chen Mo's gaze swept across the counter and finally landed on a necklace.

A simple platinum chain with a small diamond pendant—not large, but exquisitely designed.

"How much is this?"

"This is a classic, minimalist style, and it's 8,800 after the discount."

The clerk said with a smile, "Is it for your girlfriend? She'll definitely like it."

"OK."

Chen Mo smiled and said without hesitation, "This is it. Wrap it up."

"Yes, sir!"

When he was paying, he saw the watch on the counter next to him.

He recalled the Longines watch that Su Xiao had given him, which cost over 30,000 yuan.

He thought it was valuable at the time, but now it seems—

Some relationships cannot be measured by money.

Su Xiao gave him the watch as a token of her affection.

He gave Lin Wei the necklace as a token of his affection.

There is no difference between the two.

After buying the gift, he figured Lin Weili would be off work quite early, so he turned around and went to the gym.

We can't slack off on training either.

Otherwise, wouldn't I have wasted my money on the course?

Moreover, there are also system tasks.

But Chen Mo didn't know that Cai Yanyan was also practicing yoga at the gym at that moment, and was still angry because she didn't answer his calls last night.

After all, Chen Mo is the only man in the world who dares to treat her like this and ignore her!

She's now completely preoccupied with figuring out how to get revenge!