Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 1091 - 686 Mr. Chu’s Influence_2
Chapter 1091: Chapter 686 Mr. Chu’s Influence_2
Dong Jianhua knew that if he could have an equal conversation with Sun Qing and her company behind her, then Mr. Chu of Modu was absolutely an existence that neither he nor his company could afford to provoke. Offending Sun Qing might mean just being restricted from resources, slowly sinking into a plight with no roles to play.
But if he offended Mr. Chu of Modu, what consequences would there be? Dong Jianhua couldn’t begin to guess.
Never mind that he was just a minor celebrity, not worth mentioning compared to the “Four Heavenly Kings”; even with the support of the powerful Zy Entertainment Company behind him, Mr. Chu could, with just one word, probably wipe it out in an instant.
Thus, on the way there, Dong Jianhua was filled with worry and fear. Even in his heart, he cursed his company profusely, thinking that if it wasn’t for the company’s general manager stopping him last night, he would’ve flown to Modu overnight and wouldn’t be in such a mess.
However, no matter what, the fact that he was late was true, and once Mr. Chu was displeased, a mere word from him could potentially change Dong Jianhua’s fate entirely.
Therefore, Dong Jianhua stood respectfully before Chu Mo at this moment. As a “God of Song,” he completely set aside his own image, bowing at ninety degrees like the most humble and respectful servant, offering his apology!
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While sweat slowly beaded on Dong Jianhua’s forehead, the woman called Qu Xiaoling standing beside Chu Mo became exceedingly conflicted.
Actually, the star Qu Xiaoling admired most in her heart was Dong Jianhua right in front of her. If she had to say, Wang Guangju could only rank second in her heart. As a legendary singer, Qu Xiaoling had even listened to his music secretly during class with earphones since high school. Unlike Wang Guangju, Dong Jianhua rarely held concerts, so even with Qu Xiaoling’s eagerness, she never got the chance to see him.
Now, however, her favorite idol stood in front of her, and this towering figure who seemed like a deity in her eyes was bowing deeply in her direction, as if enduring a tribulation.
In that moment, Qu Xiaoling’s heart pounded wildly, her inner turmoil was extremely violent. With her reddened eyes gently looking at the tall young man beside her, Qu Xiaoling knew that with just one word from this man, her idol wouldn’t have to be so humble.
But at the same time, Qu Xiaoling understood that the refined and cultured man beside her had an identity that was incredibly terrifying. Although she only half-understood the situation, by the behavior of those around her, Qu Xiaoling could guess the terror of his identity. A man who could make a superstar submit with just a glance, and for a small person like herself, he wouldn’t give her a second thought.
Yet, seeing the humbled demeanor of her idol in front of her, especially when she saw the sweat on the forehead of the “God of Song” Dong Jianhua, her heart felt as if it were being pricked by needles. Gathering her courage, Qu Xiaoling suddenly stepped forward, approached the youth, and after grabbing the corner of his clothing, she looked up at him with trembling voice:
“Um… Mr. Chu… Dong Jianhua definitely didn’t mean to be late, it must have been some other affair that delayed him, so… could you please not blame him? If you have to blame someone… blame me, I’m willing to take the punishment for him!”
Qu Xiaoling, who stood 165 centimeters tall, was now looking slightly upward. For some reason, her intense nervousness that shook her to the core and nearly made her heart leap out of her chest had now subsided to calmness. She looked directly at Chu Mo, eyes full of determination.
Chu Mo, standing beside her, said nothing. He simply glanced at Qu Xiaoling indifferently. His expression remained neutral, with no blame in his eyes, but just a simple look had Qu Xiaoling, who had just begun to regain her composure, trembling again. She couldn’t dare to meet Chu Mo’s gaze and quickly lowered her head under his scrutiny. But after a moment, as if making a decision, Qu Xiaoling lifted her head again, still trembling with fear, but staring back steadfastly nevertheless.
Chu Mo looked at the defiant demeanor of the woman in front of him and couldn’t help but be reminded of his cousin, Chu Xiner. Before he got the limitless bank card, Xin’er was just as stubborn. No matter what she encountered, she never bowed her head in defeat, and it was precisely because of this that Xin’er had managed to persevere on her own and put herself through college.
Thinking of Xin’er, a touch of tenderness appeared in Chu Mo’s eyes. Originally, he did care a bit about Dong Jianhua arriving so late; he had even considered teaching him a lesson. But since the other party had already admitted his fault, and Qu Xiaoling, who was at his side, had pleaded on his behalf, Chu Mo decided not to say more.
He withdrew his gaze, and upon noticing that Liu Liu had already taken the initiative to walk towards the dance king Ning Zhicheng, Chu Mo knew that his presence here was probably superfluous.
Chu Mo’s status had changed dramatically, and wherever he went, he would receive everyone’s respect. If Chu Mo kept standing here, doing nothing at all, the four heavenly kings would definitely stand in front of him respectfully, not daring to speak recklessly. And if that were the case, Liu Liu, that little girl, wouldn’t be able to have a serious conversation with her idol.
Therefore, not wanting to spoil the atmosphere, Chu Mo actively turned around to leave. As he was leaving the resting room, he slowly said:
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“Get ready, I will take a break at the front desk!”
After he spoke, Chu Mo started walking back and forth in front of them. At this time, Tian Yong, the chairman of Tianhua Entertainment, like a fawning dog, completely lacked the self-awareness of a billionaire. Instead, he trot in tow, with a sycophantic smile on his face following Chu Mo.
It was only a while later, when Chu Mo’s figure had completely disappeared from the doorway of the resting room, that Dong Jianhua, who had been bowing deeply at ninety degrees, finally slowly stood up, his forehead now covered with sweat. The god of song looked straight at the petite and delicate girl in front of him, knowing that if it hadn’t been for her plea on his behalf, he would likely not have gotten off so easily just now.
Therefore, Dong Jianhua’s heart was filled with gratitude. After a deep mutual look, he said earnestly from the bottom of his heart:
“Miss, I owe you a big favor for your help this time. Without it, I wouldn’t have known what to do… One does not thank for great kindness, I, Dong Jianhua, owe you a favor. In the future, if you need anything, just say the word, and I, Dong Jianhua, will not shirk it!”
The voice of the god of song, Dong Jianhua, carried a robust and husky flavor. It was precisely because of his voice, ethereal with a hint of transcendence, that he had secured the status of a music deity.
At the moment, Dong Jianhua felt as if he had had a narrow escape, his entire being filled with the joy of surviving a disaster and a sense of immense relief. Although he did not know the exact identity of the girl in front of him, Dong Jianhua understood that it was precisely because she had spoken up on his behalf that he had been able to escape this predicament so easily.
Under Dong Jianhua’s sincere and grateful gaze, Qu Xiaoling, who had been standing at the doorway of the resting room, became flustered. She had already mustered all her courage to plead, and now, facing the thanks from her idol, she couldn’t control her emotions any longer. Qu Xiaoling, her shoulders trembling slightly, finally started crying.
Dong Jianhua immediately widened his eyes. Although he was a god of song with a pivotal status in the music world, he was truly at a loss when it came to girls, especially when faced with a tearful one. Just as Dong Jianhua was unsure of what to do, Wang Guangju stepped forward and gently patted his shoulder, then said softly:
“Jianhua, what you need to do at this moment, is to give this lady a hug. That’s all.”
Hearing this, Dong Jianhua took a deep breath, stepped forward, opened his arms, and then enveloped the girl, who was crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain, into his embrace.
