Chapter 465: 130: I am Mr. Mog_3

To Xiaozhou’s surprise, as if he had just heard a hilarious joke, he stood on his tiptoes to feel Mo Qishen’s forehead, “Bro, are you running a fever?”

Everyone in Beijing knows that Mo Qishen was dumped by Zhao Jingrong, but Mo Qishen claims he dumped her…

Isn’t that self-deception?

Mo Qishen simply smiled without uttering a word.

Xiaozhou continued, “Bro, you don’t have to suffer to save face in front of me. Everyone in Beijing knows that after Zhao Jingrong dumped you, she blatantly boasted about marrying Mr. Mog!”

Upon saying this, Xiaozhou seemed to suddenly recall something and covered his mouth, “Oh my God! Isn’t the person Zhao Jingrong plans to marry your grandnephew? Doesn’t that screw up the family hierarchy? I wonder if Zhao Jingrong knows yet that Mr. Mog is actually your grandnephew!”

“Wei Jun.” Mo Qishen spoke in a light tone.

Wei Jun was Xiaozhou’s full name. He would only be addressed this way when Mo Qishen was extremely serious.

“What’s up?” Xiaozhou looked up at Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen continued, “Actually, Mr. Mog is not my grandnephew.”

“Then who is he?”

Mo Qishen, looking undisturbed, with his sharp features blurred under the dim light, revealed slowly, “Actually, I am Mr. Mog.”

Upon hearing this, an eerie silence fell upon the room.

“Hahaha!”

The next second, Xiaozhou burst out laughing, tears streaming from his eyes.

He patted Mo Qishen on the shoulders, “Bro, are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my two cents’ worth of assets?”

This had to be the funniest joke he had heard all year.

“Mr. Mog? Why don’t you say you can ascend to the heavens? No, wait! I think it’d be more likely for you to ascend to the heavens than to be Mr. Mog.”

Mo Qishen replied lightly, “I’m serious.”

“Alright, alright,” Xiaozhou patted Mo Qishen’s shoulder, “You can tell me, after all, we’re brothers!”

Mo Qishen continued, “Wei Jun, I am indeed Mog.”

“Qishen, I also have a secret to tell you.” Xiaozhou suddenly turned serious.

“Tell me.”

Xiaozhou looked at Mo Qishen, and continued, “Qishen, actually I am the Jade Emperor,” whispering, he added, “I came to the mortal world to endure trials and tribulations.”

Mo Qishen stared at Xiaozhou as if looking at a deranged person, and spoke with an incredulous expression, “That joke isn’t funny at all.”

Xiaozhou responded, “So you do know it’s not a funny joke?”

Mo Qishen: “I really am Mog.”

Xiaozhou: “I am really the Jade Emperor.”

Mo Qishen: “…” How was he supposed to respond to that?

In the end, Xiaozhou added, “If you’re Mog, I’ll eat shit!”

Mo Qishen didn’t respond and just stroked his nose.

Xiaozhou gave Mo Qishen a pat on the back, “Keep working hard, bro! Snap out of your dreams! Do you know how many people are laughing at you in Beijing?”

Mo Qishen responded with a small smile, “Only by doing so can I see people’s true colors more clearly.”

Otherwise, you’ll never know whether you’re surrounded by friends or foes.

Xiaozhou rolled his eyes in disbelief, “You talk as if you’re really Mr. Mog. Sigh, did the fact that your grandnephew is Mog affect you?”

Mo Qishen remained silent and took four stacks of bills from his briefcase, “This is for you.”

“What is this?”

“USD.” Mo Qishen replied indifferently.

Considering USD is eight times the value of RMB, these four stacks were worth at least several hundred thousand RMB.

Xiaozhou was no longer calm, “Where did you get so much money?”

“Earned it.” Mo Qishen stated concisely, “You need money right now, right? This is for you.”

“Even though I really need money right now, I can’t accept this.” Xiaozhou pushed the money back.

Mo Qishen was currently unemployed, this money was surely leeched from his both parents, how could he use an elderly couple’s money?

It seemed that Mo Qishen saw through Xiaozhou’s thoughts, he added, “Go ahead and take it, this money really was made by me and has nothing to do with my parents.”

“I really can’t take it.” Xiaozhou responded adamantly.

Mo Qishen picked up his briefcase and stood up, “Consider it an investment from me. Just remember to share the profits with me at the end of the year.”

Hearing this, Xiaozhou finally decided to accept, “Don’t worry, bro, I definitely won’t let you lose out.”

But even now, Xiaozhou wouldn’t believe that this money was his own.

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