"Second Brother, that wasn’t very nice of you, how could you copy and give young Mister Mo a car!"
Tang Guowei frowned, "That Enzo of yours is an old model from years ago, how can that be presentable?"
Wen Tianning laughed, stroking the beard on his chin, "Old Tang, I must correct you, the Ferrari Enzo is among Ferrari’s most classic models. The price of that car is even a bit higher than your McLaren in Jiuzhou. If you don’t believe , you can ask Chu Chu."
"Really?" Tang Guowei turned his head to look at his granddaughter.
"Um..." Tang Chuchu nodded, speaking truthfully, "Grandpa, the Ferrari Enzo is indeed about five hundred thousand more expensive than our McLaren."
Upon hearing that it was indeed pricier than his own gift, Tang Guowei’s face couldn’t hang on to its composure.
At this mont, Wen Biyu quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Actually, both car models are about the sa in terms of class and price. Grandpa and Tang Grandpa both have nearly the sa taste, like heroes thinking alike..."
Seeing Wen Biyu put it this way, the two n stopped arguing.
Tang Guowei looked at Zhou Zhishan and chuckled, "Old eel, you didn’t co empty-handed, did you?"
"Both Second Brother and I have given young Mister Mo luxury cars worth over twenty million."
Zhou Zhishan had previously given a luxury house, but that was to thank Mo Han for taking out the parasites and saving his own life.
Now that Mo Han had gifted a priceless Qiankun Elixir, he naturally couldn’t just yak away with empty words.
After a brief mont of contemplation, he said, "Young Mister Mo, I didn’t prepare a car, but I’ve got a four hundred square ter office space ready. It’s on the 23rd floor of the East City Brilliant Office Building."
"In the future, you can rent it out, or have your family run a business there."
The average housing price in East City Brilliant was about fifty thousand, with office spaces being a little higher, around fifty-five thousand per square ter. So, a four hundred square ter property would be around twenty-two million. Although the price wasn’t as high as those offered by Tang and Wen, for the usually stingy Zhou Zhishan, it was still a considerable sum.
Seeing the other Family Heads giving such generous gifts, Gui Nongsang quickly gave his granddaughter a signal, who promptly took out a scroll in her hand and unfolded it to reveal an extrely exquisite painting.
"Mister Mo, this is the ’Peony Poem Scroll’ by Song Huizong which I bought at an auction in Xiang City twenty years ago. It’s also my favorite ancient painting. Mister, since you saved my life, you must accept it today no matter what."
"What!!!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zhishan cried out in astonishnt, "Is this Song Huizong’s ’Peony Poem Scroll’? Works by Song Huizong are few and those that have been preserved are all astronomically priced, especially the ’Peony Poem Scroll’ which seems to have fetched a high price of seventeen million twenty years ago!"
"You know, seventeen million from twenty years ago is equivalent to more than one billion today..."
Gui Nongsang waved his hand and smiled, "For this old man, money is but a string of numbers, it holds no significance."
"For Mister Mo to have been willing to lend a hand, what is this ’Peony Poem Scroll’ compared to that?"
"Mister Mo, please accept it."
Gui Nongsang wasn’t exaggerating; in his over forty years of practicing dicine, he had acquired nurous connections with nobles, and had more money in his bank accounts than he could spend in ten lifetis.
Seeing the others giving cars, comrcial properties, and paintings, Mo Han shook his head with a wry smile, "Elder gentlen, I was gifting you the elixir, how did it turn into you giving things, and such valuable ones at that..."
"Not valuable enough, your elixir is worth over a billion, we’re just giving things worth a few tens of millions. Doing the math, we’re still at a loss," Tang Guowei said with a smile, "Young Mister Mo, if you hold us in regard, you’ll accept our gifts."
The other three echoed in unison, "Yes, Mister Mo, please accept them. Otherwise, we won’t have peace of mind accepting the Qiankun Elixir..."
Seeing them so insistent, Mo Han no longer refused. He nodded his head and replied, "Since that is the case, I’ll respectfully comply."
"Exactly! That’s how it should be!"
Tang Guowei smiled and lifted his glass for a sip, then set it down, "Young Mister Mo, it’s getting late, and I’ve had enough to drink. I’ll take my leave first."
Wen Tianning also sipped his wine and said, "Yes, it’s about ti. Young Mister Mo, I’ll be taking my leave too."
Gui Nongsang laughed and lifted his teacup, saying with a smile, "Mister Mo, please excuse this old man for not drinking alcohol. I’ll finish this cup of tea and then Ru Yun and I will head back."
"Furthermore, in so ti, I’ll be opening a traditional Chinese dicine clinic in Jiangling City. If Mister has spare ti, you’re welco to visit and offer so guidance."
Upon hearing that the old master physician Gui was opening a clinic, Mo Han raised his head quickly, "That’s wonderful news, when Old Master Physician Gui’s clinic opens, be sure to let know. I’ll send you plenty of flower baskets."
Tang Guowei and Wen Tianning also laughed together, "The old master physician must also inform us, otherwise, we’ll be bothering you on the opening day...""
"Certainly, certainly!" Gui Nongsang said with a clasped hand and a smile, "At that ti, I’ll have Ru Yun send out invitations to all of you."
"Alright, everyone, my granddaughter and I will head back first," he said, bowing slightly to Mo Han before leaving with Gui Ruyun.
Tang Guowei and Wen Tianning looked at each other and left with their granddaughters and bodyguards.
Zhou Zhishan was inclined to stay a bit longer with Mo Han to see the effects of the elixir after taking half of it, but seeing the others leaving, he thought it would be improper to linger and decided to say goodbye to Mo Han and leave as well.
In a mont, the private room of the restaurant was empty, leaving only Mo Han and He Chen with Zhao Yumo.
Mo Han gave a light cough, and He Chen imdiately said to Zhao Yumo, "Yumo, you go back to the car and rest for a bit. I have sothing to report to Mister Mo."
"Hmm."
Zhao Yumo, being a clever person, knew that so discussions weren’t ant for her ears, so she nodded and left, carefully closing the door behind her as she went out.
"Old He, have Old Lady Luo and Luo Yuantu made any moves in the past couple of days?"
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