"Just like that, you're leaving? Not even leaving a contact method? Next time we miss you, how will we find you?"
Chu Mo curled his lips into a smile, not saying much. He took out his phone and simply said:
"WeChat or mobile number?"
"WeChat, WeChat is convenient. We can hassle you anytime, for anything."
Chu Mo nodded, opened his WeChat, and waited for the other party to scan it. After adding as friends, he put his phone away with a smile and said:
"Keep in touch."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he turned and left again.
The Fan family's nearly a hundred professional bodyguards had already left, and as Chu Mo turned around, his entourage, including dozens of bodyguards and a dozen lawyers, followed behind him. The large group hurriedly departed, leaving the bar hall suddenly much emptier.
However, the remaining second-generation rich kids in the bar had completely different moods.
One side was secretly delighted, the other was dead in the water.
