Talent - Very Rich

Xu Mo finally got An Youyi's signature as she had wished.

Both of them couldn't contain their excitement.

After all, they both now had a T-shirt with their idol's autograph!

Their feelings at this moment can probably only be understood by star chasers.

After the excitement subsided, one of them suddenly remembered that they hadn't introduced themselves yet.

Smiling at Xu Mo and his two companions, An Youyi said, "Hello, I'm An Youyi."

The other mixed-race beauty followed suit and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Li Jiaxin."

"Nice to meet you both," Xu Mo said, then pointed to the G63 parked nearby, "How about we continue chatting in the car?"

According to Xu Mo's plan, they were only supposed to stay at the welfare home for one night.

Staying longer than that would increase the risk of getting caught with each passing minute.

Plus, they had already wasted a lot of time waiting for An Youyi and Li Jiaxin at the entrance.

So the top priority now was to leave the welfare home as soon as possible.

They were just too excited to see their idol earlier.

So neither of them had thought about this.

But with Xu Mo's reminder, they understood.

"Right, this is not the place to talk. Let's get in the car and chat there."

After saying that, An Youyi handed the car keys to Xu Mo, "Why don't you drive, idol?"

Xu Mo didn't refuse, but instead took the car keys, opened the driver's door, and sat in the driver's seat.

Zhou Qiaoqiao was standing closest to the passenger seat, so she opened the passenger door.

As for Yang Jingxuan, An Youyi, and Li Jiaxin, they sat in the back.

Once all four of them were in the car, Xu Mo started the engine.

Earlier, they had only briefly introduced themselves under the car.

For Xu Mo, knowing just their names wasn't enough.

He needed to know what skills they had, to make planning and future cooperation easier.

So Xu Mo asked, "By the way, would you two give a detailed self-introduction?"

"A detailed self-introduction?" An Youyi was the first to speak, "I'm An Youyi, a local of Hang City, eighteen years old, still single, female, likes men, and my measurements are..."

Xu Mo: "???"

He was stunned. Was this how you did a self-introduction?

And, when they signed earlier, Xu Mo had a clear view of An Youyi's measurements.

Could she really be eighteen?

Which eighteen-year-old girl develops this well?

"Stop! What I meant was, do you two have any special skills or talents, not measurements."

An Youyi covered her mouth and chuckled nervously.

"Oh... you asked about special skills."

"Well, what else?" Xu Mo said impatiently.

The next moment, An Youyi patted the seat of the G63 and smiled, "I'm particularly wealthy."

Xu Mo: "..."

He could actually see that.

From head to toe, all designer brands, and the G63 they arrived in was a top-of-the-line new car, judging by the mileage, it seemed like it had just come out of the dealership.

Being extremely wealthy... can that also be considered a special skill?

Following that, Li Jiaxin also spoke up.

"My special skill... is fighting. Seven or eight ordinary people definitely can't get close to me."

Xu Mo: "..."

The special skills of these two girls can both be described as simple and rough.

And, one is more straightforward and rough than the other!

The special skills of teammates must be fully utilized.

Xu Mo thought for a moment.

Then he looked at An Youyi through the rearview mirror.

"How many houses do you have?"

An Youyi was initially stunned.

She had too many houses, some of which she couldn't remember.

She could only use a clumsy method, counting one by one with her fingers.

But how could she possibly count the top-tier white rich girl's properties with just ten fingers?

Just as she reached out her hand, An Youyi shook her head.

Ten fingers were definitely not enough!

Sitting next to her, Li Jiaxin seemed to have sensed An Youyi's distress.

She immediately reached out her hands.

"You can use my fingers to count."

"But that's still not enough," An Youyi said.

Seeing this, Yang Jingxuan also reached out her hands.

"What about mine?"

An Youyi still shook her head, "Not enough."

Upon hearing this, the remaining four people in the car fell silent instantly.

It seems... her special skill is indeed being rich, extremely rich!

Just in terms of properties under her name, there are more than thirty.

There are probably quite a few cars as well...

After a moment of silence, Xu Mo spoke again.

"Can I discuss something with you?"

Although he hadn't said it yet.

An Youyi had already guessed, estimating that what Xu Mo wanted to discuss with her was probably about having everyone live in one or more of her properties.

So, even before Xu Mo could ask, she directly gave an answer.

"You can all live there, whichever you want, it's empty anyway. But, you'll have to sign a few more names for me."

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment.

Could this be the so-called killing two birds with one stone?

Not only solving the problem of where to live, but also... practicing calligraphy.

Yes, practicing calligraphy!

There weren't any other thoughts, mainly just wanting to practice calligraphy.

"Deal! You can have as many signatures as you want."

At this moment, Yang Jingxuan, who was sitting in the back, spoke with a worried expression.

"Xu Mo, isn't it inappropriate to live at her place? You know the capabilities of the investigation team, they can easily trace properties under personal names, isn't this a bit dangerous?"

"It's not a big deal, I have a way," Xu Mo shook his head.

Then he looked at An Youyi.

"Do you remember the addresses of those houses? You don't have to say them all, just tell me how many you can remember."

After speaking with An Youyi.

Xu Mo turned to Zhou Qiaoqiao and said, "Take note."

An Youyi tilted her head and thought.

Then she listed the places where she owned properties that she could remember in a short period of time.

"Yunqi Rose Garden, Xixi Cloud Lodge, Lvcheng Jiangnan Li, Wulin One Number, Binjiang Brocade City, Qianjiang New City..."

As she listed them, Zhou Qiaoqiao wrote down each place as per Xu Mo's instructions.

She spoke for over a minute.

An Youyi finally stopped.

Scratching her head, she said, "I can only remember this much, I can't recall the rest for now."

"It's okay, this will do." Xu Mo smiled and looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao in the passenger seat. "Check the number of surveillance cameras around these places, let's go to the place with the most surveillance."

Zhou Qiaoqiao did as instructed.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Qiaoqiao found out.

Pointing at the computer screen, "Yunqi Rose Garden, here has the most surveillance, it's also a famous luxury estate in Hang City, with very dense surveillance."

As soon as she finished speaking,

Xu Mo used the voice assistant to open the car's navigation system and set Yunqi Rose Garden as the destination.

If it were an ordinary person trying to evade the investigation team, they would definitely choose a place with fewer surveillance cameras.

And the fewer cameras, the better.

After all, more surveillance means a higher risk of exposure.

But Xu Mo was different, he was a hacker.

Having more surveillance was actually a good thing for him.

The investigation team could use surveillance.

Why couldn't Xu Mo?

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