“Why is he here?”
The deer-surname bl**d Refinery Hall Master was stunned.
But before he could react, Sun Gui had already stood up to greet him, starting with serving tea to the big shot, his face full of flattering smiles.
“I’m the God of Wealth, what wind brought you here?”
“Family matters, national affairs, and matters of the world, I naturally want to help out.”
Li Mo took a sip of the tea he was handed.
What else could he be here for? To invest!
With the grand event hosted by the Da Yu Dynasty, how much return on investment would there be?
Moreover, it was strange that many of the beauties on the Hundred Flowers List all knew him.
“Oh? Then our Tonghang Trading Company won’t participate. Young brother, just say so if you need anything; we don’t have money, but we can still lend a hand with manpower.”
Sun Gui decisively gave up.
Li Mo smiled at him, “Then I’ll trouble Manager Sun, there are indeed places where you can help us.”
At the scene, none of the wealthy merchants had seen such a situation before.
Little Li was now well-known in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
However, everyone’s understanding of him was limited to his being a prodigy, a young genius, and truly fortunate in marriage…
What did Sun Gui mean by calling him the God of Wealth?
They quickly understood what he meant…
“Cough, everyone, the Hundred Flowers Festival is a national affair, it must be lively, prosperous, and splendid, this is no small matter, everyone should be prepared.”
“Our Golden Money Gang will contribute two million taels of silver!”
“The God of Wealth Bank will contribute three million taels, and we will also provide all the items needed for the festival!”
“Qingmu will provide ten bottles of Seven Pattern Spirit Pills, and several fairies who do not wish to participate in the festival are willing to repay Qingmu’s kindness by performing at the festival.”
“Tonghang Trading Company… will follow Li Young Brother’s lead.”
Sun Gui played with his sunglasses, quite enjoying it.
Upon hearing this, everyone wondered what kind of medicine Tonghang Trading Company was selling, all eyes turned to the young man beside Sun Gui.
The deer representative held the tea and looked towards the stage.
The hosting rights of the festival must be firmly grasped in hand, otherwise, it would cause a lot of trouble.
No matter how much the other party offered, he would…
Li Mo seriously raised two fingers, making a V sign.
“What does Young Hero Li mean?”
The Minister of Rites had confirmed with the deer representative earlier, and they were predetermined people.
Regardless of how much Li Mo offered, he could…
“Double it.”
“Huh? Double whose?”
“The total from those three families.”
“……”
This unexpected ‘auction’ ended surprisingly fast.
A group of businessmen who were rich enough to rival countries, when they came out, their spirits were somewhat dazed, never having thought they could be dazzled by money.
Doubling, and three families doubling together, these cold words made everything even more awkward.
Indeed, not only them, but the bl**d Refinery Hall Master and Qingmu representative Lu Ziqing felt their scalps tingle.
When Li Mo threw his gold on the ground, he knew that even with his connection to the Minister of Rites, it was futile.
They offered too much.
Who gives gold in units of ‘mountains’!
Don’t you fear that giving gold will make it worthless?
…..
In the evening, the Biyun Tower on the banks of Jing River was brightly lit.
According to reason, after the Qianlong Conference ended, it should have been much quieter, with the Qianlong geniuses returning home.
But it remained unusually bustling.
“Hey, Brother Xia, Brother Cao, Brother Wu, aren’t you guys going back to Yunzhou?”
Xiao Qin was surprised to see the swordsmen returning to the Sword City.
“I suddenly felt that the scenery in the Imperial Capital is beautiful, but I haven’t seen it all yet, it would be a shame.”
Wu Chushu said with his hands behind his back.
Xia Jinghong clicked his tongue, speechless.
Cao Mu shook his head, “We were about to leave the city, but when we got to the gate, Wu Chushu saw a notice on the city gate and didn’t want to leave anymore.”
“What notice?”
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“The Hundred Flowers Festival.”
“Oh? Then I won’t go either.”
Murong Xiao silently put down the tablet, feeling that his weakness was not yet properly trained.
Now, he was not alone.
Upon hearing the news of the Hundred Flowers Festival, several young talents preparing to leave the Imperial Capital returned to their seats.
At this moment, Ke Mo returned, bringing Zhong Zhenyue along.
He seemed to be in a bad mood.
Sitting at the table, he drank several cups of tea, but still couldn’t figure it out.
Isn’t he investing in the Da Yu Dynasty and the Hundred Flowers Festival?
Why does the investment feedback say…
[Congratulations, Host, successful investment in Minister Song Baiyue of the Ministry of Rites…]
[Congratulations, Host, successful investment in Deputy Minister of Rites…]
[Congratulations, Host, successful investment in Minister of Revenue…]
Why are all the names of the officials present just now in front of the investment feedback?
This question left Little Ke silent.
It seems relying on those officials is unreliable, but he has already taken on the responsibility of the festival…
Only someone close to him can be trusted.
“Ke Brother, you’ve just returned. Why don’t we not go back to Ziyang Mansion for now?”
Xiao Qin said helplessly.
He himself didn’t mind, but mainly because his teacher kept reminding him.
Ke Mo nodded, “Yes, we won’t go back for now, there’s still the Hundred Flowers Festival.”
“Hehe, Ke Brother… you already have Cold Fairy, why are you still thinking about the festival?” Wu Chushu’s eyes looked at him as if he were a fickle villain.
“Misunderstanding.”
“Huh? Then why are you staying…”
“I’m the investor.”
“???”
There was a moment of silence at the table.
Suddenly, several people’s expressions changed from shock to silence, then to flattery.
So…
Is Ke Brother now the patron god of all the beauties on the Hundred Flowers List?
“Ke Brother, you know me.”
“I, Wu Chushu, am the one who believes in loyalty, wherever Ke Brother points, I will strike!”
“Please let me help.”
“I know that Old Ke is fortunate in marriage, but there are over a hundred beauties on the Hundred Flowers List, and it’s said that eighty or more have gathered in the Imperial Capital. Ke Brother, you can’t monopolize them all!”
Except for Huang Donglai, Little Ke’s friends were quite enthusiastic.
“Then come all of you.”
“Great! Brothers in heart!”
“I’ll drink first! Just for this, Ke Brother will always be my godfather!”
“Ke Brother, we didn’t fight until we met… but from the first meeting, I knew we were soulmates!”
For a moment, even other geniuses on the Qianlong List enthusiastically signed up.
The scene was too lively.
Even the patrolling Feather Army outside were attracted.
Only when they saw Little Ke raising his arm in a call and not wearing a yellow robe did they breathe a sigh of relief.
I thought you were rebelling.
Seeing the enthusiastic response from everyone, Little Ke also felt a surge of heroism.
“Good, then let’s work together to make the Hundred Flowers Festival splendid and create new glory!”
“It’s just about arranging some beautiful women clearly, I’m very good at it!”
After he said that, he noticed that everyone had suddenly fallen silent.
Just moments ago, they were responding enthusiastically, but now they were all silent, looking at him strangely.
To be precise, they were looking at something behind him.
“Do you need my help?”
A soft voice echoed behind him.
