Spring in Shanghai is beautiful and short, and in April, the wind blowing on the face is no longer as soft cotton in spring, revealing a hot breath that soaks everyone's body.

Tilting his head slightly, the blue sky, hanging wisps of white clouds, blue translucent, accompanied by towering skyscrapers, is like a high-definition blockbuster without filters.

The sun shines through the lush greenery of the road, and the neatly arranged trees cast dappled shade, and the passers-by who are constantly passing under the shade seem to be deep in a calm and comfortable cool place, while holding on to the heavy sunglasses, while taking out a tissue to wipe the mist-soaked neck.

On the riverside avenue, jogging fitness people are running slowly on the Bund Avenue that is not yet full of tourists, facing the cool riverside breeze.

On the other side, busy college students sit in a large bookstore full of books, blowing the air conditioner, and looking at the heavy professional books.

Luo Mu sat in the car, lowered his seat, lay down on his back, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Recently, Yang Mo, who was in the third year of junior high school, would always come to harass Shen Xiao, and Luo Mu would stumble with Yang Mo almost every day. Shen Xiao and Feifei Wong were disgusted with Yang Mo on the one hand, and there was nothing they could do about him. Yang Mo was too, he came and went in a hurry, and he ran up and down the stairs to the door of the first and second classes of junior high school for ten minutes between classes, and he was urged to return to the class by the class bell again without saying a word.

Although this bastard looks like he is not afraid of the sky in front of the students, but in the hands of the strict head teacher, he is just a naughty and unruly child.

Zhao Gang, the head teacher of the fifth class of junior high school, is the existence that terrifies the teachers and students of the school, speaks seriously, with a face, he is 1.9 meters tall, like an evil god.

As Yang Mo, who is still a junior high school student, no one dares to provoke him.

Luo Mu thought back to the recent scenes, and Yang Mo's trivial topics, and he couldn't get angry.

"Brother Li, I want to beat someone." Luo Mu clenched his fists angrily.

"Who?" Li Yiru felt confused for a while, and then asked.

"A gangster in the third year of junior high school has been provoking Shen Xiao." Luo Mu glared ahead angrily and rubbed his hair in annoyance.

"You go to school well, I'll take care of it." Li Yiru looked at Luo Mu, who was angry, and knew in his heart that Luo Mu, who had always been friendly and outgoing, would not talk to him so irritably as long as it wasn't someone else who really provoked him.

I still remember that when he said that his mobile phone was stolen by the people in the class, he still looked indifferent, which would definitely be that this kid in the third year of junior high school really bullied Luo Mu and Shen Xiao.

Li Yiru thought so, so he picked up his mobile phone after Luo Mu got out of the car and dialed the doorman Master Qian's phone.

"Master Qian, do you know a junior high school student named Yang Mo?"

"If you know each other, you're a gangster, and you're often caught by teachers."

"Okay, it's okay, you're busy."

After confirming that Yang Mo's actions were indeed as Luo Mu said, Li Yiru drove back to the company, preparing to talk to the child directly at the door after work.

"Captain Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Hongyi Middle School has something to trouble you."

"No problem, Brother Li, I'll go over now."

"Remember to bring your security guards, brothers."

"Okay, no problem!"

Looking at the time on his phone, there was still an hour left before five o'clock, and Zhou Qiang immediately ran to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

"You two go with me, and the rest get into the car behind, and I will text you with the address."

……

"Classmate, let's go over there and talk."

Yang Mo looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and for the first time he felt scared.

I have always bullied others, and I have never been bullied in person.

But looking at the tall adult in front of him, but he was only one person, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

"Brother Wang!"

Seeing his acquaintance, he grabbed the other party's shoulder like a life-saving straw, but the other party obviously didn't want to get involved, looked at the people surrounding Yang Mo, shook off Yang Mo and left quickly.

Obviously, no one wants to mess with a group of adults with electric batons in their hands.

"Classmate, if you don't want to leave, we'll talk here."

Li Yiru put his hands in his pockets, his expression changed from smiling at the beginning to serious, staring at Yang Mo deadly. The powerful aura forced Yang Mo to look at Li Yiru at all, so he could only lower his head, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I heard that you bullied my young master, let's talk about it, how to solve this matter."

"You...... Who is your young master......

Yang Mo stammered in response, trying to remember which god he had provoked.

"Luomu."

Hearing Luo Mu's name, Yang Mo's heart relaxed, because he hadn't beaten Luo Mu, but he didn't usually deal with it.

"That...... Brother, I haven't beaten your young master, it's just that your young master doesn't like me and doesn't deal with me. ”

"Oh, is it......" Li Yiru looked at Yang Mo seriously, stretched out his right hand in his pocket, and pointed at Yang Mo with a half-gripping gesture.

"yes, yes, I certainly didn't provoke him!" Yang Mo hurriedly responded.

"Then you should know why he's annoying you."

"Know...... Know"

"Stay away from him in the future, understand."

"Understand understand understand understand ......"

Yang Mo nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his legs trembled.

"Okay, get out."

After Li Yiru finished speaking concisely, he walked towards the Maybach on the side.

"Hey!"

Hearing that Li Yiru told him to roll, Yang Mo was not ashamed, but felt relieved, and as if he wanted to receive the holy decree, he immediately ran away.

"Brother Li, I see that you led people to surround Yang Mo, nothing happened."

Luo Mu sat in the car, looked at Li Yiru, and asked a little worriedly.

After all, this is his own trouble, and he doesn't want Li Yiru to beat up a junior high school student gangster in order to come forward for him, and finally get into trouble again.

"It's okay, he won't mess with you anymore."

Li Yiru touched Luo Mu's head, and said with a smile, and he was alone from him who was serious just now.

"Hmm......" Hearing Li Yiru's response, Luo Mu relieved his heart, Li Yiru can always make Luo Mu feel at ease.

"Let's go to the chairman's office tonight, Luo Dong is waiting for you."

"Okay."

……

"Brother, I was mentioned!"

"Who is so wild and dares to bully my brother."

"I don't know, I only know that it's the person called by Luo Mu in the second class of junior high school."

"Which little rabbit is Luo Mu?"

"It's just a cowardice, brother, you must help me take revenge."

"Good!"

Yang Mo hung up the phone viciously, revealing an evil smile.

"Luo Mu, you're done!"

……

"Mumu, your brother and I both think that it is better for you to go to the United States in high school, and don't you like music, when the time comes, you will see if you can be admitted to Berklee College of Music, so that you will be a real professional musician, what do you think?"

Luo Mingshan straightened up, sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, looking at Luo Mu who was looking at the game strategy in front of him.

"Dad, I just want to read in China, I think China is much better than the United States."

Luo Mu responded to his father casually, while seriously watching the season strategy of the competitive game "Glory of the King".

"Feng Wang Glory", a competitive online game that was born out of nowhere, won completely by technical operation, is a game that RMB players can't control anything at all.

As soon as it was launched, it won the crazy following of a group of online gamers.

As a beta player, Luo Mu is considering the game plan after the open beta next week.

"Your brother and I think that you should also learn to be independent, otherwise how will you take on the responsibility of the enterprise in the future." Luo Mingshan said earnestly.

"Dad, you also said that when I stay in the United States, I will also be admitted to the conservatory, since I still don't understand business at that time, how can I take over?" Luo Mu looked at his father a little confused.

Although Luo Mingshan said that he asked Luo Mu to go to the United States so that he could be admitted to the conservatory, in fact, Luo Mingshan wanted to arrange for Luo Mu to go to an American high school first, first learn to live independently, and then arrange for him to go to Princeton Business School to study finance.

The reason for saying this is nothing more than a ploy to delay the recruitment of soldiers.

"Then it's okay for you to finish learning music and come back to take over business when you're tired of playing!" Luo Mingshan took a sip of the tea in the porcelain cup in front of him and continued to respond.

"Let's talk about it later, I'm only in my second year of junior high school now, it's still early." Luo Mu waved his hand and continued to look at the game strategy.

“…… Okay. ”

Luo Mingshan paused, and suddenly found that his thoughts were indeed a little anxious, and then got up and went up to the second floor.

Looking at his father who left, Luo Mu probably thought about it in his heart, put down his mobile phone and supported his head with both hands, and was stunned.

"Xiaomu, go to bed early, it's past ten o'clock!" Luo Mu's mother, Yin Yiyi, looked at her son downstairs, patted the doorknob, and urged her son to hurry back to the room to sleep.

"Got it, Mom!"