Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

“I’ll give them a call.” Lin Siyu found the phone number and dialed it.

Beep…

Beep beep….

The call was quickly connected, and Lin Siyu asked in not very fluent English where the other person was.

The other party said a lot; however, it was clear Lin Siyu did not completely understand.

In the end, it was Li Jinwen who took the phone, asked the person’s location, then hung up and said, “He’s waiting for us at the exit, holding a sign.”

Compared to Lin Siyu, Li Jinwen’s English was obviously much better, and he had no problem with basic communication.

“You see, it still has to be your sister-in-law.” Lin Mo praised her and led the whole family toward the exit.

The pick-up crowd was large, and Lin Mo immediately spotted a white man about one meter eighty tall holding a very large sign with the words “Welcome Mr. Li Jingcheng” written on it.

Clearly, this was the hotel’s pick-up staff.

Li Jinwen inquired for a moment, Lin Mo didn’t quite understand but got the gist, and finally, the family followed the white man to the second floor of the underground car park and boarded a modified Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The cabin was spacious, and completely partitioned from the driver’s area, seemingly able to seat about nine people.

When the five of them sat down, they did not feel crowded at all.

Lin Siyu looked left and right, taking in the fine decorations of the car, the twinkling starlight ceiling, and the obviously expensive champagne in the side cabinet, excitedly said, “Oh my~ so this is what riding in a Rolls-Royce feels like.”

“Being rich is so cool!”

“Brother, do you think the wine in the cabinet costs money?”

Lin Mo smiled and said, “If you want to drink, just take it, and if it costs money, give it to them. Besides, if you like the car, I’ll buy you one when we get back home.”

“Better not, I reckon I couldn’t even afford the fuel.” Lin Siyu quickly shook her head, laughing, “Bro, I remember you bought two cars, just give me any one to drive.”

She was referring to the Maybach and the Land Rover off-road vehicle Lin Mo had previously purchased.

Chen Shanhe hadn’t touched them; they were still parked in the family courtyard.

In Chen Shanhe’s eyes, those two cars were probably much like toy cars.

But for Lin Mo, those were among the few things he had bought for himself because he liked them, and it felt a shame to just leave them there. Yet even if it was a shame, Lin Mo wasn’t going to ask for them back.

He wasn’t foolish enough to expose himself for the sake of two cars.

“Forget about those two cars,” Lin Mo said while taking out his phone and transferring one million US dollars to the overseas bank cards of each person, smiling, “I’ve transferred some money to you just now. You guys can also try to buy some stocks. If you have any insights, let me know.”

“When we get home, let’s see who has more money in their card.”

“Bro, I don’t understand stocks, maybe I should….” Zhang Li wanted to refuse; he did not want to accept too many benefits from Lin Mo for no reason.

Lin Mo teased with a smile, “Silly boy, didn’t you hear someone wants a Rolls-Royce? If you don’t start earning money now, when will you ever be able to afford a luxury car?”

“Besides, you were involved in that treasure affair before; naturally, you have a share in it.”

Earning money is for spending on the family, and Lin Mo also wanted to give everyone something to do when they were bored.

The most important thing was, by discussing stocks with him, they might increase the likelihood of him picking up stock opportunities.

“Your brother is right, just take it,” Li Jinwen also started to persuade.

In the end, Zhang Li nodded vigorously, saying with seriousness, “Don’t worry, bro, I’ll try my best to make money.”

Lin Mo said with a smile, “Good, it’s great to be ambitious.”

The family chatted while looking out the car window at the environment outside.

Before coming here, they always thought America was so wonderful, as depicted in the glamorous short videos.

But once actually arriving in New York and observing the city carefully, Lin Mo thought it was just so-so.

Many of the facilities were outdated, and there were many homeless people on the streets.

However, they did not see scenes of people doing drugs or needles littering the ground.

After all, it was the bustling district of New York, a calling card of America, incomparable to places like Florida.

After a half-hour drive, they arrived at the luxurious Aman Hotel in New York.

The life of the rich is always so discreetly opulent yet dull.

As soon as the car stopped, hotel staff came to greet them, some opening doors, others taking luggage.

Li Jinwen pulled out a stack of small-denomination US dollars from her small purse, which she had exchanged at the domestic airport, and said to Lin Mo, “Honey, America is a tipping country, remember to give them a tip when you get out.”

“You don’t need to give much, 5 dollars or 10 dollars per person is enough.”

When in Rome, do as the Romans do, Lin Mo nodded, taking the stack of dollars his wife handed him.

He then gave tips to each of the service staff, earning respectful smiles in return.

The opulence of the hotel didn’t need to be stated; it was considered the most renowned hotel in New York, usually a place where the power brokers of the world stayed when in New York.

It was highly secure, and of course, the price was not something ordinary people could afford.

As Lin Mo entered the lobby, he could distinctly feel that every security guard had bulging waistlines, presumably carrying handguns or similar weapons.