Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chu Mo raised his coffee cup and took a gentle sip. At this moment, his mind also began to race rapidly. The matter concerning Wu Yaoming, the eldest son of the Wu family, could not be dragged on indefinitely; otherwise, it would be like a time bomb by his side. It would be best to settle it early and put one's mind at ease.

As Chu Mo was seriously contemplating, the woman before him once again took out a contract. She gently placed it in front of Chu Mo, with eyes full of allure.

"Mr. Chu, this is a small token of our regard. I wonder if it meets your satisfaction."

The woman placed another contract before his eyes, and Chu Mo glanced over it, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Boeing 737.

80 million US dollars.

Converted into RMB, that's almost five hundred million.

This was a major gesture.

If Chu Mo initially thought that the helicopter was a gesture of Wu Yaoming's desire for reconciliation, then this private jet, worth nearly half a billion, was probably not so simple. Explore more at empire

Just now, the woman had said that several people shared the desire for this Boeing, meaning that both the Four Young Masters of Shanghai standing opposite and the woman before him had contributed money, each shelling out one hundred million.

It seemed that these people had not only come on account of Wu Yaoming; their aims were likely not small.

"Mr. Chu, the Boeing 737 we've ordered for you is one of the large commercial aircraft models. It originally seated between 150 and 200 people, but has now been modified to accommodate 18.

The excess space has been converted into a lounge, complete with a two-meter bed, personal space, seats and a table prepared for managerial meetings, and additional restroom and shower facilities. This airplane is indistinguishable from a hotel flying in the sky.

Owing to the highest grade of interior decoration, just the modification cost amounted to seventy million dollars. We hope it satisfies you, Mr. Chu."

As the alluring woman named Nangong Xian'er finished speaking, the female anchor Xu Shanshan found herself unconsciously swallowing hard.

A helicopter worth nearly a hundred million and a private plane worth five to six hundred million could be given away so casually?

Is this the so-called upper echelon?

In the face of the envious female anchor, Chu Mo spoke indifferently:

"Give me a reason for why you're doing this."

The alluring woman before him didn't waste words. She looked directly into Chu Mo's eyes with a rare seriousness:

"I wish to become the manager of the ninety-second-floor themed hall of Tianxiang Garden."

Seeing Chu Mo frown, the woman before him continued earnestly:

"My company, Ju Peng Commercial Trade, has reached a bottleneck, stuck at a scale of twenty billion, unable to take the next step.

I need a broader network. Everyone knows that Tianxiang Garden is the real gathering place for Shanghai's upper class. If I can become the manager of the ninety-second floor of Tianxiang Garden, then I am confident I can double the scale of Ju Peng Commercial Trade within five years.

The helicopter is a token of Mr. Wu's goodwill, and the Boeing is a gesture of my sincerity. Of course, I know Mr. Chu, you're not short of money. I also have a more interesting gift for Mr. Chu."

After the woman finished speaking, she placed a photo in front of Chu Mo.

Casually glancing over, Chu Mo had not yet responded, but Ru Yu beside him suddenly covered her mouth.

It was clear that the helicopter and private plane on the contract hadn't made a significant impression on her, but the luxurious yacht in the photograph immediately caught her eye.

Chu Mo turned his gaze to the mature woman opposite him, raising an eyebrow,

"Is this for me as well? You're being rather generous."

"Mr. Chu jests."

A bitter smile flickered across the beautiful face of Nangong Xian'er as she spoke softly:

"This luxury yacht is 111 meters long, has 2 helipads, 1 dance floor, 1 open-air cinema, and 8 bedrooms.

Its deck can be transformed into a beach club. The yacht comes with a comfortable SPA area, a fully equipped gym, a twelve-meter infinity pool, a private terrace with sun loungers, a Parisian-style tea room in macaron colors, and is equipped with lifeboats, jet skis, and various water toys.

The yacht's interior is decorated entirely in European classical style, with two ornate staircases winding down, a deep brown parquet flooring reminiscent of the Palace of Versailles, peach wood furniture in the style of Louis XIV, soft cream-colored carpets, and hand-blown glass chandeliers in the shape of leaves.

Here, Mr. Chu, you will surely feel the palatial opulence."

Of course, its price is equally intimidating, to acquire this yacht, one would need at least two billion RMB. Even if I have the desire to please Mr. Chu, I simply don't possess the capability.

Of course, I know Mr. Chu, you're not short of money, if Mr. Chu is interested, I can use my connections to help you purchase this yacht.

To be honest, in order to win your favor, I've really racked my brains. You have luxury houses, luxury cars, maids, and attendants, it seems like you lack nothing. It took me a long time to decide to customize this Boeing plane for you,

And this plane has nearly drained the company's liquid assets. If Mr. Chu, you're not satisfied, I would really spit blood.

The woman in front of him wore a sincere face, and naturally, Chu Mo did not doubt her intentions.

Her Ju Peng Commercial Trade company's market value was twenty billion RMB, not too large, but not too small either. If she dared to joke about this, Chu Mo would naturally teach her a lesson.

Chu Mo set his gaze on the woman in front of him and said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile,

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have heard some kind of rumor. While being in charge of the ninety-second floor of Tianxiang Garden is no ordinary role, it's not worth such a great expense and effort on your part. Are you eyeing the Longevity Club?"

Seeing that Chu Mo had seen through her thoughts, the woman in front did not hide it and said earnestly,

"I have some connections with Mr. Cao Renyi, and he shared some information with me about the Longevity Club.

I know that only individuals with a net worth of over a hundred billion RMB can join your club, and my twenty billion RMB is not enough. So, seizing the opportunity before the club grows, I want to take a gamble.

If I win, I will mingle and laugh with the world's centi-billionaires; if I lose, five billion RMB is heart-aching but not life-threatening."

Chu Mo picked up the photo of the super-luxury yacht in front of him and asked the jade-like person beside him,

"What do you think, do you like it?"

Her eyes filled with little stars, the jade-like woman didn't dare to answer; she just stared straight at the photo, too afraid to even move.

That was liking it.

And it was the kind of liking that was beyond measure.

Chu Mo placed the photo in front of himself and said in an even tone,

"I will take the yacht, twenty billion RMB will be transferred to your account, help me secure this yacht as soon as possible."

As Chu Mo finished speaking, the woman with a hint of pleading in her eyes gently said,

"Mr. Chu, Young Master Wu truly knows he was wrong, this helicopter took all his assets, and he had to borrow from every friend to gather enough. If you don't accept it, Young Master Wu can't return home.

Moreover, my order for the Boeing has already been placed, at this point even if I wanted to cancel it, I couldn't. If you don't take it, I have nowhere to put it."

Chu Mo's gaze returned to the four young men across from him.

Wu Yaoming, the eldest young master of the Wu family who hardly looked like a person anymore, slowly stood up. The past one and a half month's ordeal had almost led him to a mental and physical breakdown. His father had told him that until he received Chu Mo's forgiveness, he could not step into the Wu family's threshold.

He no longer wanted to live this rootless life. Taking a deep breath, Wu Yaoming, who had let go completely of his airs, bowed deeply and said,

"Mr. Chu, you are a man of great mercy, please do not lower yourself to my level."

Chu Mo slid the two contracts back across the table, his voice as neutral as ever,

"Take these things back. However, with that attitude of yours, let's agree not to interfere with each other from now on."

Raising his head and looking deeply at Chu Mo, Wu Yaoming bowed deeply once more without saying a word, having grown considerably from this ordeal.

Seeing the disappointment in Nangong Xian'er's eyes, Chu Mo suddenly said,

"Alright then, that Boeing 747, along with the refit cost, I'll give you five billion RMB, one billion for the helicopter, plus twenty billion for the yacht, that's twenty-six billion in total. I will have someone transfer twenty-six billion RMB to your account tomorrow, and you bring those items to me as soon as possible."

As Chu Mo spoke, a dazzling brilliance flashed in the eyes of the woman before him.

She exhaled lightly, and then with a face full of emotion, said,

"Just as the rumors said,

Mr. Chu, you really are not short of money."