Mr. Wang clearly understood Chen Mo's thoughts and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to do anything illegal. It's just that in a few days, I'll be attending an exhibition in R Country held at Longhua, and I need an expert to appraise items for me. I'd like to invite you to be my expert."
Chen Mo was startled, "What, invite me?!"
He had no idea about such things; it was always his ancestor who prompted him. Regarding treasure appraisal, he was completely clueless.
Seeing Chen Mo's reaction, Mr. Wang frowned slightly, "You're unwilling?"
Before Chen Mo could answer, Meng Zhuqing suddenly stepped forward, "Mr. Wang, how could that be? Chen Mo is just too excited, he didn't expect to receive your recognition and favor. We will definitely be there on time."
Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction, "Good, then it's settled."
However, Mr. Wang then looked at Chen Mo and cautioned, "Young man, I must thank you for today's matter. But this incident was clearly not something that Wells alone dared to do. Behind him, there must be others. So, you must be careful in your actions during this period."
Chen Mo cupped his hands, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Wang."
Afterward, Mr. Wang had his staff pack the two medicinal ingredients and hand them over to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo held the two precious medicinal ingredients, feeling incredibly excited.
With these ingredients, his cultivation would likely improve significantly.
As for the other medicinal ingredients from Mr. Wang, although Chen Mo desperately wanted them, he knew he couldn't be too greedy. If he aroused Mr. Wang's displeasure, it would be much harder to purchase medicinal ingredients from him next time.
Having obtained the ingredients, Chen Mo did not linger.
After bidding farewell to Mr. Wang, Chen Mo and Meng Zhuqing left Mr. Wang's private collection.
"I didn't expect you to have research in antiques and calligraphy, truly a hidden talent," Meng Zhuqing said, her alluring eyes appraising Chen Mo in the car.
"Just good luck," Chen Mo replied awkwardly, noticing Meng Zhuqing's gaze fixed on him.
"Luck? I don't think so, hehe. Mr. Chen, are you interested in being an appraiser at our auction house? I guarantee you'll earn much more than you do at the hospital."
Chen Mo directly refused, "Thank you for your kind offer, Miss Zhuqing. I only want to be a doctor."
"Alas, alright," Meng Zhuqing appeared somewhat disappointed.
However, seeing the limited edition LV bag in her hand, she couldn't help but smile and ask, "Today you acquired two medicinal ingredients, aren't you going to treat someone to a meal?"
As she spoke, Meng Zhuqing leaned closer to Chen Mo.
A faint fragrance wafted over, causing Chen Mo's heart to tremble. He hastily said, "Miss Zhuqing, I still have to work at the hospital this afternoon. Perhaps another day."
"Alas, am I that scary to you?"
Seeming a little annoyed, she waved her hand, "Fine, fine. You can stop the car, I'll take a taxi back to the auction house myself."
Chen Mo, being a straightforward man, couldn't possibly understand Meng Zhuqing's subtle intentions.
With a screech, Chen Mo actually stopped the car by the roadside.
Meng Zhuqing was instantly stunned, looking at Chen Mo in disbelief.
"Miss Zhuqing, please be careful on your way," Chen Mo said, not daring to look directly at Meng Zhuqing and failing to notice her unusual reaction.
Meng Zhuqing was speechless. Muttering "blockhead," she unhappily opened the car door and got out.
Chen Mo didn't clearly hear what Meng Zhuqing said. After she got out, he drove straight towards the hospital.
Meng Zhuqing was furious.
In many years, Chen Mo was the first man to abandon a beautiful woman like her on the roadside!
As for the ancestor, he was already accustomed to it.
The ancestor found Chen Mo's actions perfectly normal and was too lazy to comment.
However, Chen Mo did not go directly to the hospital.
After all, the bag he gave to Mo Xiaojing was taken by Meng Zhuqing, so he had to go to LV again to buy a limited edition bag.
Chen Mo himself never imagined he would visit an LV boutique three times in just two days.
As his visit was sudden, Chen Mo had not informed Sophia.
However, the sales assistants here recognized Chen Mo.
Seeing this patron, who spent tens of millions in a single day, return again, they were all dumbfounded.
"Mr. Chen, do you need something? I'll inform our store manager immediately," Fang Fang, who was now the boutique manager, quickly greeted him.
"No need, I'll just buy a bag and leave," Chen Mo waved his hand.
Fang Fang was surprised, her face filled with disbelief, "You, you're buying another bag?"
The sales assistants around also nearly dropped their jaws.
They felt as if they were not in a luxury store but at a vegetable stall in a market.
Who would visit a luxury store three times in two days?!
"Yes, are there any more limited editions suitable for aloof young women?" Chen Mo asked.
Fang Fang's expression was somewhat peculiar.
However, her professional demeanor made her nod quickly, "Mr. Chen, we have one remaining limited edition. Let me show you the style."
Saying this, Fang Fang took out a limited edition khaki bag.
Chen Mo examined it and nodded slightly.
"I'll take this bag!" However, just as Chen Mo was about to take out his bank card to pay, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
A middle-aged noblewoman walked over.
The noblewoman wore a large gold chain and various jewelry, as if afraid others wouldn't know she was rich.
"Excuse me, I saw this bag first," Chen Mo replied.
"Did you pay for it?" the noblewoman asked disdainfully.
Chen Mo shook his head.
"Then that's that. If seeing something means it's yours, then I've also seen this building, does that mean this building is mine too?" the noblewoman said contemptuously.
Chen Mo frowned slightly, finding the woman utterly unreasonable.
Ignoring her further, Chen Mo said to Fang Fang, "Pack it up for me, and I'll swipe my card."
"Yes, Mr. Chen," Fang Fang quickly responded.
"Stop right there!" Just as Fang Fang turned, the noblewoman coldly snapped.
"Madam, perhaps you could choose another one?" Fang Fang tried to persuade her with difficulty.
"Slap!"
The noblewoman raised her hand and slapped Fang Fang directly across the face.
Fang Fang immediately covered her face, looking wronged.
"What are you, to ask me to choose another one? I said I want this bag, and I want it packed for me right now."
Seeing Fang Fang unmoved, she threatened, "If you dare sell this bag to him, I'll call to complain. I'm a member of your store, and I guarantee you'll be fired immediately."
Fang Fang didn't know what to do. Such luxury stores valued customer complaints the most. Once a complaint was received, the consequences for sales assistants were dire.