The skyline of Jingzhou gleamed under the early morning sun. Shen Moze stepped out of his Jinhai GT, briefcase in hand, looking effortlessly composed.
[System Notification: Suggested action — attend international luxury trade negotiation. Expected outcome: profit ¥3,000,000–¥5,000,000. Points +200. Optional skill upgrade: Negotiation +5, Charm +5.]
He smirked. Time to see who's really playing at this level.
The meeting room at the luxury trade hub was impressive: floor-to-ceiling windows, glass tables polished to perfection, and delegates from multiple countries.
A few old classmates and business rivals were already present, their whispers audible only to those paying attention.
"Moze…" one muttered. "He's… actually here."
He didn't react. Just walked to a seat, adjusting his jacket. Every movement deliberate, calm, nonchalant.
Charm points silently ticking up.
The negotiation began.
Shen Moze followed TAI's guidance carefully:
Analyze supply chains in real time
Suggest strategic partnerships subtly
Offer counter-proposals only when advantageous
Delegates nodded, impressed by his insight. A few tried to test him, but his calm, humorous responses deflected tension effortlessly.
[System Note: International negotiation complete. Contract secured: ¥4,200,000 profit projected. Points +200.]
He didn't celebrate. Just nodded politely, leaning back slightly in his chair.
During a break, a young female delegate accidentally dropped her documents. Shen Moze bent, picked them up, and handed them back with a faint smile.
"Thanks," she said, flustered.
"No problem," he replied casually. Charm points +10.
Across social media, photos of the meeting began circulating: Moze seated confidently among international delegates, occasionally smiling, occasionally giving subtle nods.
Comments:
"The old taxi driver… leading international negotiations?"
"How is he so calm under pressure?!"
"This guy is untouchable."
Tang Yuxin noticed, scrolling through the posts from her phone. She didn't see him care. She only saw status, success, and confidence, and that silent jealousy rose again.
By afternoon, Moze returned to Qinglong Manor. Family members were gathered in the living room, curious about his day.
"Moze… international negotiations?" Shen Lin asked, eyes wide.
"Yep," he replied lightly, pouring coffee. "Nothing complicated. Just smart decisions and knowing who to listen to."
His mother smiled. "You're… unstoppable, son."
Shen Moze leaned back, calm, nonchalant. "Mom, I just make things happen quietly. Let the results speak."
[System Notification: Daily sign-in complete. Reward: ¥250,000 deposited. Points +150. Suggested upgrade: Negotiation +5, Charm +5.]
He ignored the notification at first, sipping coffee slowly, enjoying the calm.
Evening fell, and the city lights shimmered like scattered diamonds. Shen Moze stood on the balcony, watching the world below move in a predictable rhythm.
Old classmates and rivals were buzzing online and in private messages, desperate to figure out how he had become so untouchable so fast.
Tang Yuxin's jealousy remained, sharp but subtle—an indirect reminder that Moze was already several steps ahead.
He didn't care.
The taxi driver inside him was long gone.
The tycoon-to-be was fully visible, calm, and untouchable.
Before bed, he reviewed the day:
International negotiation: contracts secured, massive profit projected
Family impressed: admiration and curiosity
Public / rivals: social media buzz and whispers
Points / system upgrades: steady progress, queued for next day
He leaned back in Qinglong Manor, coffee in hand, city lights reflecting off the river.
"Charm today, Negotiation tomorrow," he muttered casually.