It's already 2026, how can we still talk about having many children and having many blessings?

Chen Mo was speechless.

There must be quite a few babies turning one month old in Ningcheng every day, right?

Good heavens, he attended a full moon celebration and it turned out to be another child.

He was just filled with doubt.

How could the exceptional wife of a Shanghai investment banking tycoon give birth to a loser like him?

They have absolutely no connection whatsoever, okay?

After registering, the two entered the hotel banquet hall.

Gu Qingyao said that these kinds of banquets hosted by big shots don't accept monetary gifts, but there is a gift-giving segment where people give blessings to the baby.

As she walked, Gu Qingyao pointed to the large poster at the entrance.

The poster features an elderly man and a stunningly beautiful woman holding a baby.

The old man looked to be over sixty years old, with gray hair and a gentle smile.

The woman was curvaceous with a prominent bust and hips, and had exquisite features, but her face was cold.

"This is the father of the protagonist of today's full moon celebration, Mr. Huang Xianliang, the founder of Xianliang Capital, and a big shot in the investment banking circle."

Gu Qingyao lowered her voice, "The woman next to him is his wife, Chi Fanghua."

"What? An older man and a younger woman?"

Wow, a beautiful woman with an overall score of 96 is married to an old man?

A beautiful flower stuck in a pile of golden cow dung?

And they even gave birth to a daughter for this loser?

Chen Mo couldn't describe how he felt.

Gu Qingyao immediately made a shushing gesture.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's actually quite normal in the industry. Haven't you seen that certain director in the entertainment circle..."

Chen Mo agreed.

Who wouldn't need the resources and connections of such a powerful figure?

However, he felt that the name Huang Xianliang seemed familiar.

He carefully searched his mind for information.

Huh? Huang Xianliang's name is on Zhao Yifei's list.

Could it be someone with the same name?

They must have the same name.

With such a beauty at home, why would I bother with those wildflowers?

Upon entering the banquet hall, he stood tall and proud, his face radiating confidence.

In the past, he would have been very intimidated by this kind of situation.

But now, under the system's immense power, I'm not afraid at all.

Unlike the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King, who pretended to be low-key and sat in the corner waiting to show off and be humiliated, he took the initiative to follow Gu Qingyao to meet people.

This is an opportunity that cannot be missed. Whether or not we can maximize the monetization of those high-end jade stones in the three-dimensional space depends on these people.

Gu Qingyao knew quite a few people.

Everyone puts on an act, appearing harmonious and enthusiastic on the surface, but deep down they are all calculating and scheming.

Chen Mo looked at the words above these people's heads as if he were reading a series of quotes on human nature.

Just then, a middle-aged man in a gray suit walked over with a wine glass in his hand, smiling broadly.

"Chairman Gu, it's been a long time. You've become even more beautiful."

Gu Qingyao smiled and clinked glasses with him, "Mr. Zhou, you're too kind."

Chen Mo glanced at the top of his head.

[This woman is getting more and more attractive. If I could get my hands on her and have her kneel before me singing "Conquer," that would be amazing...]

Chen Mo sprayed the wine in his mouth directly onto the other person's face.

Fuck your mother.

Hypocritical and sanctimonious.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I've never had such good wine before. Let me wipe it off for you."

Chen Mo grabbed a tissue from the side and shoved it into the man's face.

Ha! This person values ​​his dignity and can't afford to make a scene, so he turns and leaves.

A fat man with gold-rimmed glasses approached from the side, smiling broadly.

"Chairman Gu, I heard that Shengheng made a huge profit at this public auction? Congratulations!"

[So what if you earn a lot? A woman is still a woman. Once I take over Shengheng's distribution channels, let's see how arrogant you can be then.]

Chen Mo was too lazy to look anymore, so he pulled Gu Qingyao inside.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Qingyao asked.

"These people are hypocrites, their hearts are full of thieves and prostitutes. Just looking at the way they look at you makes me want to punch them."

Gu Qingyao covered her mouth and laughed.

At this moment, Qin Tianping and Qin Zheng walked over, followed by a group of people.

"Mr. Chen, you've arrived too."

Chen Mo glanced at the father and son.

Qin Zheng's head exclaimed: [You little beast, you've caused my Qin family to lose billions! I'm not finished with you!]

Above Qin Tianping's head: [I used all my connections in Kyoto to find out that several cultural figures who frequently appear in that area have no disciples in Ningcheng. Who is his master? Does he even exist?]

[Then let's flatter him to death, let all the industry bigwigs present know that he is a disciple of a master in the Kyoto cultural circle. During the gift presentation, if he can produce a masterpiece, we won't mess with him. If he can't, hmph...]

Chen Mo was greatly alarmed.

Good heavens, Qin Tianping actually went to investigate him.

It seems that giving a name to his fictitious master was the right thing to do.

It's even better if the technology is so advanced that it can't be found.

In any case, "Linglong Jushi" is the protagonist in the knowledge gift package instilled by the system, and also the creator of Linglong Mending the Sky Hand.

Ha, are you trying to flatter me to death?

Then I'll do as you wish.

I'm worried about not having enough connections.

"Mr. Chen, come here, let me introduce you to some big names in the cultural circle."

Qin Tianping smiled and stepped aside to make way for the people behind him, then began to introduce them.

They are indeed all important figures.

Gu Yanzhi, a renowned expert in antiques and calligraphy appraisal from Shanghai.

Sun Zhengqing from Kyoto is the vice president of the National Jade and Gemstone Association.

Liang Wenkang of Southern Guangdong is an authority on antiques.

Zhao Yanqiu, from a mountainous city in southwestern China, is an expert in the study of epigraphy and seal carving.

All four of them sized up Chen Mo, their eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

"Mr. Chen, I've heard you have a prestigious lineage? May I ask which master you are?"

Chen Mo smiled.

"My master had been living in seclusion and forbade people to speak of him, but now he plans to come out of seclusion and let some of his works circulate, so his name can be spoken of."

"Oh? May I ask your name, esteemed master?"

"Linglong Jushi"

The four people were stunned at the same time.

"Mr. Chen, you said... your master is called Linglong Jushi?" Gu Yanzhi's voice trembled slightly.

Chen Mo was startled when he saw the appearance of the four people.

No way, does this person really exist in real life?

He glanced at the tops of the four people's heads.

[How is this possible? Didn't Layman Linglong pass away? How come she has taken on another disciple?]

Many powerful figures in Kyoto have received guidance from the Linglong Hermit; isn't he their junior brother?

[Impossible! If Master Linglong were still alive, how old would she be? How could she possibly accept such a young disciple?]

Holy crap! There really is one? That's such a coincidence!

However, the knowledge package provided by the system is a comprehensive collection of ancient and modern skills, which is impossible for one person to learn all at once.

Are the "Linglong Jushi" that these people know the same person as the "Linglong Jushi" that the system fabricated?

Never mind, whether it is or not.

Since they've misunderstood, let's leave it at that.

Anyway, they thought that Layman Linglong had passed away and there was no way to find out anything about her.

Well, let's just say it's a name passed down through generations.

"Yes, you know?" Chen Mo feigned surprise. "But Master said that he has always lived in seclusion and his reputation is unknown."

Gu Yanzhi and Sun Zhengqing exchanged a glance.

"Mr. Chen, do you have any works by Linglong Jushi? Would you allow us to appreciate them?"

"The gift I will present to Mr. Huang's daughter later is my master's work."

The four people were shocked, but also very excited.

Not long after, the person in question finally appeared.

Chi Fanghua walked out from the side door, followed by two assistants and a nanny.

At that moment, all eyes were drawn to it.

nice.

What a nice view.

Chen Mo had only one thought in his mind.

He, an ordinary mortal, saw a fairy descending from heaven.

Chi Fanghua wore a moon-white long dress, her hair was loose, and she had no other decorations.

However, she appeared very aloof, seemingly devoid of emotion, and didn't even offer the baby in her arms a smile or a loving look.

She walked up to the microphone, her voice icy.

"I know that everyone is here today to secure Lao Huang's investment, but due to unforeseen circumstances, Lao Huang cannot make it. Therefore, please make yourselves at the one-month celebration banquet."

After saying that, she turned and left.

The assistant and nanny followed behind, and the group disappeared through the side door.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

He... he's gone already?

Mr. Huang can't come?

Many people came here today to connect with Huang Xianliang and try to secure funding.

Is it just going to be left hanging here like this?

The key point is, Lao Huang can't come. You're Lao Huang's wife, you can't just leave without entertaining him, can you?

That's so inhumane!

Chen Mo, however, saw a line of words floating above Chi Fanghua's head.