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Chapter 231 - 143: Chen Mo Officially Becomes an A9, Assets Break the 100 Million Mark

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Chapter 231: Chapter 143: Chen Mo Officially Becomes an A9, Assets Break the 100 Million Mark

Chen Mo handed her a menu.

"I’d like to eat..."

Shen Qingying had never been to this restaurant, so she didn’t know what was good.

She ordered the same dishes she remembered the people she’d pooled money with had ordered.

The dishes those people ordered were all photogenic but not too expensive.

After all, they couldn’t afford to split the cost of the expensive dishes.

"Are you drinking?"

Chen Mo asked, looking at her soft, pretty face.

"Are you?"

She asked in return.

"I’m driving, so I won’t."

"Then I won’t either."

Seeing that Chen Mo wasn’t drinking, Shen Qingying also shook her head slightly.

A senior had taught her that a Canary must always follow its master’s lead.

’Even though she and Chen Mo don’t have that kind of relationship yet, it’s a good habit to maintain.’

"May I take some pictures?"

Just then, she saw the beautiful scenery outside the window and felt the urge to take a photo, but she asked Chen Mo first.

"Of course."

Chen Mo shrugged and said nonchalantly.

Aside from Pan Kejia, who had only been focused on seducing him that day with no mind for photos, Feng Yu and Wei Luyao had started snapping pictures with their phones the moment they sat down.

’Shen Qingying asking for my opinion before taking pictures... This must be the self-awareness of a Canary.’

’But to make this Canary recognize you as its master, you need to have at least A9 Level strength and be willing to spend the money to keep her.’

Seeing that Chen Mo didn’t mind, she picked up her phone and started taking pictures.

And she looked quite professional about it, even searching for the right angles and composition.

A short while later, the waiter brought their dishes.

After getting Chen Mo’s approval, Shen Qingying started taking pictures of the food as well.

"Where do you post all these pictures?"

Chen Mo asked curiously as he took a bite of steak.

"I have two WeChat accounts. One is my main account, and the other is my ’fake socialite’ account."

"This is it. I’ll add you, you can take a look."

Shen Qingying added Chen Mo with her alternate account and gave him permission to view her entire Friends Circle.

Chen Mo scrolled through it. The style was similar to the photos he’d seen from other fake socialites online.

She hadn’t posted much, though, mainly because she didn’t have the money and rarely had the chance to pool funds with others.

After putting down his phone and eating a few more bites, Shen Qingying looked at Chen Mo, her eyes filled with a hint of curiosity.

"Are you a rich heir?"

She guessed that Chen Mo was probably a rich heir.

Mainly because Chen Mo looked so young.

"I’m self-made."

Chen Mo said with a faint smile on his lips.

He’d gotten to where he was today not by relying on his parents, but entirely on bad luck and good fortune... no, that’s not right. Entirely on hard work and sweat.

"How old are you?"

A look of profound surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Twenty-three."

"Twenty-three!"

She couldn’t help but cover her alluring little mouth, finding it hard to believe.

She knew Chen Mo was young, but she hadn’t expected him to be *this* young!

Chen Mo was a self-made man at 23, and she was a 21-year-old university student.

The gap...

’Studying dance really is a dead end.’

"If you don’t mind my asking, what industry are you in?"

Shen Qingying’s gaze on Chen Mo grew more and more curious.

"Finance."

"Stocks?"

Shen Qingying didn’t know much about finance, only about stocks.

"More or less."

Chen Mo nodded. As if remembering something, he picked up his phone to take a look.

The market had already closed for the day. He saw that the nine stocks he was tracking had performed as he predicted, with a total return of around 4.3% today.

That came to 2.307 million yuan.

The total value had reached 55.967 million, close to 56 million.

"Is that what you’re looking at now? Stocks?"

Shen Qingying asked curiously, noticing the screen of Chen Mo’s foldable phone was filled with red.

She was smart in her own field, but she truly didn’t understand things like finance and stocks.

"Yes."

Seeing her acting like a curious child, Chen Mo smiled, nodded, and handed the phone to her.

After taking the phone, Shen Qingying’s attention was immediately captured by the long string of numbers on the screen.

Her eyes went wide as she tried to make sense of the digits.

’Fifty-six million?’

’Chen Mo bought fifty-six million worth of stocks?’

Her beautiful eyes widened, her alluring little mouth fell slightly agape, and her soft, pretty face was filled with utter shock.

’She knew Chen Mo had to be rich, but to have 56 million in a stock account alone... just how high would his net worth be?’

And she saw it written there as clear as day: Today’s Earnings: 2.307 million!

’He earned 2.307 million in a single day.’

If she successfully joined the Modu Grand Theater after graduation, earning, say, 10,000 a month, she would have to dance nonstop for nearly 20 years to earn that much.

By then, she’d be 41 years old.

And that was just earning that much money. To actually *save* that much...

...she figured she could dance her whole life and never save up that amount.

"You’re amazing!"

Shen Qingying looked at Chen Mo, her delicate face full of admiration.

Before, she didn’t have much information about Chen Mo, but now that she’d seen his stock account, after learning he had 56 million in just this one account, she no longer had any doubt that his net worth had reached Level A9.

"Oh, by the way, did you buy stock in that company, Qiluo? I heard the teachers at my school discussing it today."

She recalled her teachers at school discussing the Qiluo Company’s stock today.

They were all full of regret, saying something about not being able to afford to get in.

’She had been confused. Can you really be unable to buy a stock?’

"You know about that?"

Chen Mo gave her a surprised glance, took back his phone, and switched to his Xihe account.

"I don’t, I just heard my teachers talking about it today."

Shen Qingying shook her head. She didn’t usually follow the stock market.

She didn’t understand it, and she didn’t have the money to buy any anyway.

"Here, I bought it in this account."

After switching accounts, Chen Mo turned the phone around and pushed it in front of her.

Hearing this, Shen Qingying finally understood that you could have multiple stock accounts. The one she had just seen was only one of Chen Mo’s.

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