125: Chapter 125 Air Show

The next afternoon, Chen Mo changed into casual clothes, took out his phone, typed three words, and sent them: 'I'm here.'

Not long after the message was sent, he received a reply: 'I thought you had forgotten about me. I'm at home and didn't go to the set. Just come over directly; I'll send you the location again.'

Immediately after, a location was sent over. It was a regular residential complex in a bustling downtown area, not some high-end villa district.

Chen Mo then drove away from Rose Garden.

Chen Mo followed the address to find the complex, parked the car, walked into the building entrance, took the elevator to the corresponding floor, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Before long, the door was opened from the inside. Zhao Liying stood at the doorway, wearing loose casual clothes, with a bare face, possessing the gentleness of a girl next door. She smiled and said, 'You finally made it. Come on in.'

Chen Mo stepped inside and scanned the room. It was an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, simply decorated and kept spotlessly clean. There was no heavy scent of perfume in the air, but there was a pleasant, light fragrance—not the scent of laundry detergent, but something he felt he had smelled somewhere before.

Suddenly, Chen Mo remembered: Isn't this the natural fragrance of Zhao Liying?

'I didn't expect you to live here; it looks quite cozy,' Chen Mo remarked casually as he changed his shoes and walked to the living room to sit down.

Zhao Liying poured him a glass of warm water and sat on the sofa beside him, looking a bit embarrassed. 'The film crew is busy, and I don't come back often, so I just rented an ordinary place. It's enough to live in; there's no need for anything fancy.'

She knew in her heart that given Chen Mo's status, he lived in top-tier estates. In his eyes, her small apartment was likely incredibly humble, and her tone carried a hint of nervousness.

Chen Mo took the water glass, looked at her nervous expression, and smiled. 'It's very nice, and very clean. When I first started working, I lived in a place even worse than this.'

The two chatted idly. Zhao Liying told Chen Mo funny stories from the film set and complained about the hardships of filming, while Chen Mo sat by her side, keeping her company. It felt as if they had endless topics to discuss.

During the time they hadn't met, the two often video chatted on Fetion.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened. Before they knew it, it was evening.

Zhao Liying looked at the sky outside, then glanced at Chen Mo, and said, 'It's already dinner time. Don't go yet; let me cook you a meal. My cooking is average, so please don't mind.'

As she spoke, before Chen Mo could respond, she stood up and walked toward the kitchen, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Chen Mo watched her busy silhouette and smiled.

Sounds of chopping and the stove firing up came from the kitchen. Soon, the aroma of food wafted out. Three dishes and one soup—not extravagant, but it had the warmth of home.

During dinner, the air between the two seemed to thicken.

After dinner, Chen Mo deliberately followed Zhao Liying to the kitchen to wash the dishes. While washing, Chen Mo pretended to accidentally touch Zhao Liying.

Zhao Liying showed no reaction on the surface, but if one looked closely, her earlobes were slightly flushed.

Perhaps because there was water in the kitchen, Chen Mo 'accidentally' bumped into Zhao Liying. But who was Chen Mo? He was a man possessing grandmaster-level combat skills; he instantly reacted and caught Zhao Liying in his arms.

A romantic atmosphere immediately spread. Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed Zhao Liying's luscious red lips. Zhao Liying did not resist and closed her eyes.

Chen Mo savored the beauty's red lips, and their breathing gradually grew heavier. After an unknown amount of time, Chen Mo raised his head, a thin, transparent thread connecting their lips.

Chen Mo bent down, picked up Zhao Liying, walked out of the kitchen, and entered her master bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed and continued kissing her. His hands roamed over her body. After an unknown amount of time, Chen Mo stopped his movements.

Zhao Liying opened her eyes in confusion to look at Chen Mo, only to see him looking speechless.

Then, Zhao Liying remembered something, rolled her eyes at Chen Mo, and let out a chuckle. 'Hahaha, that's what you get for being reckless!'

Zhao Liying crooked her finger: 'Chen Mo, President Chen, Mo-gege, come on then!'

Chen Mo glared at her: 'Be careful, or I'll fight a bloody battle!' He then pulled the thin blanket over, saying to Zhao Liying, 'Sleep.'

The next morning. Chen Mo pushed away the jade-like leg resting on top of him, and the beauty beside him was awakened by his movement.

Zhao Liying opened her eyes groggily and looked at Chen Mo, asking, 'Where are you going?'

Chen Mo got up, put on his clothes, and said, 'You keep sleeping. I'm going to attend an airshow.'

'Okay!' Zhao Liying closed her eyes again. Chen Mo lowered his head, kissed Zhao Liying, and then walked out of the bedroom.

At the airshow venue, red flags were waving, and there was a sea of people. Cameras from major media outlets flashed incessantly. Domestic and international exhibitors and buyers were packed so tightly that the person in charge was even squeezed under the table.

Old Xu drove the car and stopped at the entrance of the venue. He got out, opened the car door, and said to Chen Mo in the back seat, 'President Chen, we've arrived.'

Chen Mo nodded and got out of the car, followed by Wu Dongju, who held the exhibition materials in her hand.

'Chen Mo, the new space shuttles and high-end drones we brought this time are currently the world's most advanced products. They will definitely crush those American companies,' Wu Dongju said as she walked beside him.

Chen Mo scanned the venue and said, 'Just exhibit normally; there's no need to be deliberately flashy.'

As soon as they walked into the inner venue, they ran into Old Jia, who was accompanied by a female companion and was holding court in front of a group of people.

Old Jia caught sight of Chen Mo, walked over with his chin raised, and said with a fake smile, 'Yo, President Chen is here too? I thought you were busy with other things and didn't have time to come. I brought my self-developed space shuttle to exhibit this time.'

Chen Mo couldn't be bothered to respond to him. He glanced at the exhibit behind him, said nothing, and walked straight toward his own booth.

When did LeEco start researching airplanes! Wu Dongju whispered beside him, 'His plane is, frankly speaking, just a high-end knock-off. What is there to be proud of?'

Chen Mo smiled and said, 'There's no need to worry about that much. Let our strength do the talking.'

At this moment, major live streaming rooms, forums, and social media platforms online were filled with heated discussions: 'Guys, who gets this? Old Jia actually made a space shuttle! Making phones was already impressive enough, but now he's trying to monopolize the aerospace field!'

'What's there to brag about? One look and you can tell it's a white-label product. Does he really think no one can tell? It's almost identical to the models from American shell companies, yet he has the nerve to call it self-developed!'

'I only trust President Chen! He's the one who brought out so many hardcore technologies before. This airshow will definitely be a win for President Chen. Old Jia is just a clown!'

'Even if Chen Mo is here, it's useless. Old Jia has capital backing him. He has the funds and the connections. What can Chen Mo compare with?'

'Hilarious. Have you forgotten how Old Jia was crushed by Chen Mo on other occasions? He only dares to brag here. When it comes to actual product quality, he doesn't even come close!'

'I bet a hundred bucks that President Chen's space shuttle will absolutely crush the competition. The authorities previously used his technology to improve aerospace equipment; does his strength even need to be questioned?'

'Old Jia is mighty! This airshow will definitely outshine American companies and bring glory to the country!'

'Don't make me laugh. The one truly bringing glory to the country is Chen Mo! His technology is the real deal. Old Jia only knows how to hire internet trolls to build hype, and his exhibits are all knock-offs!'

'Waiting to see Old Jia get slapped in the face. President Chen is the true tech mogul—he works low-key, and everything he brings is top-tier stuff!'

'Stop arguing, guys. Just look at the foot traffic at the booths. You can't even squeeze into President Chen's side, while Old Jia's side is full of people he hired himself. How embarrassing!'

'The private space shuttle Chen Mo brought this time is amazing. It's focused on family travel and is safe. If I had the money, I'd order one right away!'

'Old Jia's plane looks flashy, but the specs are a mess. It only fools laymen. Those who know their stuff are all camping out at President Chen's booth!'

'The authorities use Chen Mo's technology—isn't that enough of a testament to its value? Old Jia only knows marketing; he has absolutely nothing real!'

'I'm on Chen Mo's side! Support those who truly do technology; don't let capital-hyped scammers steal the spotlight!'

'Waiting for the results of the airshow to see who is truly powerful and who is just showing off!'