A male voice came through the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Xu Mo?"
"No, Xu Mo is taking a shower," Zhou Qiaoqiao replied instinctively. "What do you need him for?"
Hearing a female voice and learning that Xu Mo was in the shower, the man on the other end quickly realized that the person answering must be Mr. Xu's wife!
"Hello, Mrs. Xu. The situation is this: Mr. Xu purchased a yacht from our company. We have prepared the yacht he bought and can deliver it at any time. I'm calling to ask when would be convenient for Mr. Xu to take delivery."
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "???"
An Youyi: "???"
Yang Jingxuan: "???"
Li Jiaxin: "???"
After hearing the voice from the phone, all four women were stunned, including An Youyi, who was the wealthiest among them. Good heavens, it seemed Xu Mo had really bought a yacht!
After a moment of shock, the four women exchanged glances.
"What's going on? Did Xu Mo really buy a yacht!?"
"I thought he was just joking... but... it turns out everything he said was true."
"A yacht can't be cheap, right? Even a basic one must cost over 100 million!"
The man on the other end of the phone was also confused, as he heard several women's voices...
He had initially thought he was speaking to Mrs. Xu, and that there was only one Mrs. Xu, but now it seemed his perspective was too narrow. There might be more than one Mrs. Xu - judging by the voices, at least four, and possibly more!
Is this what the world of the wealthy is like? How... remarkably understated!
Buying a yacht on a whim, without even contacting their company beforehand, paying the full amount upfront, not even bothering with a deposit.
And he has four wives, taking a shower early in the morning - there's bound to be quite a battle ahead, Mr. Xu must be quite busy...
"I'm not sure when he'll be available. Why don't you wait a bit, and I'll have him call you back after he finishes his shower?" Zhou Qiaoqiao said after composing herself.
"Yes, yes, that's fine. If Mr. Xu is busy, he can take care of his business first. There's no rush to call back - whenever he's free will do. I'll keep my phone available."
"Alright, I'll tell him to call you back."
"Great, great, thank you."
"..."
Even after hanging up, the four women were still immersed in their shock.
Just moments ago, they had been thinking Xu Mo must be joking. They had unanimously believed there was no way he could have actually bought a yacht.
Who would have thought... he really did buy one! Without saying a word about it!
If Zhou Qiaoqiao hadn't brought it up today, Xu Mo probably wouldn't have mentioned it at all.
If they hadn't happened to receive that phone call, they probably wouldn't have known that Xu Mo had really bought a yacht!
"No wonder he didn't want to join our group buy... what he bought isn't something you can group buy," Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a wry smile, looking at the other three women.
Their "618" shopping festival purchases were all from online shopping sites, spending at most a few hundred or thousand on some necessities and stocking up on daily items.
But Xu Mo? His "618" purchase was straight-up a yacht!
It was just ridiculous!
...
Two minutes later, Xu Mo came out after finishing his shower and changing clothes.
The four women stared at him intently with strange expressions.
"What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that?" Xu Mo smiled.
The next second, all four spoke in unison.
"Did you really buy a yacht?"
"Yes, I did."
"You... you bought a yacht during the 618 sale!? Do they even discount yachts during 618?"
Well... I only spent one yuan to buy a yacht, so I guess that counts as a discount! Xu Mo thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it was discounted, heavily discounted actually. It was practically given away."
After a pause, he asked: "Weren't you all skeptical just now? Why are you suddenly asking like this?"
The four were dumbfounded by his response. Even with a heavy discount, how cheap could it be? It's not like he could have bought it for one yuan, right? It's a yacht! Those are expensive! Even with a massive discount, it would still cost a fortune!
"Your phone rang several times just now, and we were worried someone might have an urgent matter for you, so we answered. The caller said you bought a yacht from their company, and that they've prepared it and you can take delivery anytime. They asked when you'd be free to come by, so you should call them back."
"They prepared it that quickly?" He had only placed the order last night, and it was ready by morning - that's quite efficient! Xu Mo walked to the sofa, picked up his phone, opened the call history, and called back the number that had called several times earlier.
The other party answered almost instantly: "Hello, Mr. Xu."
"Hello."
"Are you free now? If so, we can discuss the yacht handover details. The yacht you ordered from our company is ready now. When would it be convenient for you to come and sign for it?"
"It's not very convenient recently. I'm out of town, so it might have to wait for a while. I'm not sure about the exact timing... I'll contact you later."
Hearing this, the man on the other end was shocked.
This really was a wealthy client... Not contacting them before buying the yacht and paying in full was one thing, but now he's saying he's not even free to take delivery.
What kind of person is this? Spending so much money and not even being eager to see the yacht they bought?
For most people, forget about expensive items like yachts - even when buying small items online, they can't wait to get their packages and open them.
I guess the world of the wealthy is truly beyond my understanding... After a few seconds of stunned silence, the man responded with a smile: "That's fine, whenever you're free. You can contact me anytime, my phone will always be available."
...
After breakfast, Xu Mo spent time playing games and cards with the others at the hotel.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Xu Mo left the hotel and walked to the hospital to visit Chen Ke.
"How are you feeling today?"
"How could I be feeling? *sigh*," Chen Ke sighed. "My arm hurts whenever I move it. It probably won't heal for at least a month."
Xu Mo smiled.
"Take it easy, a month is just a month. Think of it as a vacation."
"True, I haven't had this much free time in ages. Might as well treat it as a vacation." However, shortly after saying this, Chen Ke added: "It's just that something feels missing. Ever since I joined the police force, I've been busy every day and got used to it. Now that I'm suddenly idle... it's really quite boring. I don't know what to do with myself. *sigh* I actually miss the busy days of working cases. At least then I wasn't bored."
Just as he finished speaking, Xu Mo's phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID, he saw it was the police officer he had exchanged numbers with last night.
Speak of the devil - Chen Ke had just mentioned missing working on cases, and now a local police officer was calling. Could it be another case requiring assistance? Xu Mo glanced at Chen Ke, thinking to himself that Chen Ke's words might have jinxed it - work might be coming their way!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
