At night in Kyoto, neon lights flash.

Under the gorgeous neon lights.

You can see a figure kneeling on the streets and alleys in front of the Mu family.

More than one hundred thousand people were neatly knelt down and kowtowed, like a pilgrimage.

How shocking!

How spectacular!

This scene was posted online.

Instantly detonated the entire network!

"Chen Hao, like a true god!"

"What true god? Isn't it a god of killing?"

"Isn't killing god also a god?"

"I only saw this kind of scene when I went to Potala to worship Buddha. I bowed my head every three steps and worshipped me devoutly."

"I think this is more shocking than the scene of worshiping Buddha. After all, there are more than 100,000 people!"

"Is Chen Hao a belief of more than 100,000 people?"

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet.

"Do you know why these people worship Mr. Chen like Buddha?"

“Why?”

Soon, another message was circulated:

"Because Mr. Chen did not punish them, he just told them a truth: if it is not urgent, he does not understand the truth, and does not make any comments."

This caused another uproar.

People once again praised Chen Hao.

It’s not because Chen Hao’s philosophy is advanced or perfect.

It’s because Chen Hao was ridiculed and could not punish those people, but instead teach them with etiquette.

This spirit and mind are worthy of their admiration.

Not long after, someone told Chen Hao that he was going to establish the Phoenix Foundation.

This once again sparked heated theory.

"If you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself; if you are rich, you will help the world. It sounds easier than hard to do. Throughout history, few people have done it, but Chen Hao has done it."

"Chen Hao? Please call him Mr. Chen!"

"I heard that Mr. Chen did not survive alone when he was poor. During his college years, he had not yet made a fortune. Once he encountered a female classmate in the same class being violated. Without hesitation, he stood up."

"Really, Mr. Chen is too great!"

"When you are poor, Mr. Chen is not alone in keeping with him. When you are rich, Mr. Chen is still concerned about the world."

"Mr. Chen, you are the saint of our era!"

"A god of killing is also a saint."

"This sounds contradictory, but Mr. Chen is just such a person and cannot comment on it!"

"Since ancient times, all those who have made great achievements have been like this. Darkness and light coexist, and later generations cannot make a decision."

Everyone began to praise Chen Hao and put Chen Hao and the great people of China since ancient times to the same height.

In addition, some people began to ask when the Phoenix Foundation will be established and they are planning to donate money into it.

Chen Hao used his behavior to influence countless Chinese people.

This night.

Kyoto City is no longer as anxious as last night.

Everyone fell into a dream peacefully.

Many people dream that Chen Hao stood in the clouds, emitting light all over his body, like an immortal or a god.

On the ground, thousands of people knelt on the ground and worshiped Chen Hao.

...

Early the next morning.

Chen Hao was just about to get up to practice.

The door was pushed open.

The one who came in was still Choi Wenxi!

"Damn, what are you doing, robbery?"

Chen Hao quickly pulled the quilt up.

After all, he went to bed last night, but he took off only a pair of shorts.

"When you were on your bed, why didn't you feel so innocent when you touched me?"

Cui Wenxi said coldly.

Chen Hao held his forehead: "Isn't that an accident?"

"Accident? Are you touching my hands around me? Is it an accident? Is there a ghost holding your hand and asking you to touch me?" Cui Wenxi smiled.

Chen Hao's face was pitch black: "Am I touching you? You want to hit me, and I fight back in defense, so I have physical contact!"

Choi Wenxi: "Haha."

Chen Hao had a headache. Why did this woman start to be quite unreasonable?

"Forget it, what are you doing today? It's impossible for you to come and see me again so early in the morning, right?" Chen Hao asked speechlessly.

Choi Wenxi said coldly: "Get up and accompany me to buy clothes in the mall."

"Buy clothes?" Chen Hao was surprised, "Do you actually have the same needs as other women?"

Cui Wenxi's eyes suddenly became cold: "Say it again."

Chen Hao shivered.

When a good man didn't fight with a woman, he asked again: "You just buy clothes and go by yourself, why do you want me to accompany you?"

"Because you are my boyfriend." Choi Wenxi's words scared Chen Hao to death.

"I mean, nominal boyfriend," Choi Wenxi smiled disdainfully, "Look at you, you're not going to be successful."

Chen Hao's forehead was full of dark lines: "So what about my nominal boyfriend? Emperor Xiao Qing didn't come."

Choi Wenxi said lightly: "He's coming soon."

"When?" Chen Hao suddenly cheered up.

"Tomorrow." Choi Wenxi said.

"Why is the schedule ahead?" Chen Hao asked.

"Who knows?" Choi Wenxi said, "Because he is coming tomorrow, you have to accompany me to buy clothes. After all, this is a daily life for couples. If we don't even have this role, how can we make him believe that we are real couples?"

Chen Hao:...It seems to make sense, but he can't even refute it.

But I always feel that something seems strange?

"Hurry up and get up!"

Choi Wenxi threw her clothes on the bed, closed the door and walked out.

Chen Hao put on his clothes and walked out of the Mu family with Cui Wenxi.

On the way, whenever someone saw them, they stopped, bowed deeply, and greeted him respectfully:

"Good morning, Mr. Chen."

Choi Wenxi looked at her side: "You are more popular than those big stars now."

Chen Hao touched his nose: "To be precise, there should be no one in China now, and he is more popular than me."

"Look at it for you." Although Cui Wenxi rolled her eyes, she also admitted what Chen Hao said in her heart.

Chen Hao's popularity in China is unparalleled.

Almost everyone knows the name Chen Hao.

And, respect, worship the name.

When they walked into the mall, the bosses in the mall all nodded and bowed to Chen Hao:

"Mr. Chen, please come in. How about Mr. Chen's piece? Do you like that Mr. Chen?"

"No trouble or trouble, it's my honor to be able to serve Mr. Chen."
To be continued...