Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chu Mo suddenly thought of the Ross family's Paradise Island.

No, now it should be called his own Paradise Island, worth ten billion dollars.

According to Geng Pan, the island is home to grizzly bears and tigers, covers an area of four hundred square kilometers, equivalent to one-fifteenth the size of the entire Magic City, which should not be considered small. There should be many precious animals on the island.

If he had the time, it would probably be interesting to go hunting with professional bodyguards like Jiang Tao. Continue your journey on My Virtual Library Empire

With this thought in mind, a faint smile appeared at the bottom of Chu Mo's eyes.

"Mr. Chu, welcome home."

Butler Danny, along with ten maids, stood respectfully at the front door to greet him, and Chu Mo nodded with a smile.

He entered the luxurious hall and suddenly felt sentimental. Previously, to welcome the heir of the Ross family to visit the villa, a massive two-day cleaning had been done for the entire Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One.

More than a dozen maids and bodyguards had been busy for two days to clean the villa and courtyard.

Unfortunately, due to an encounter with the two girls, Qiu Man and Liu Shiyin, the plans were disrupted. The Ross family heir, who was originally supposed to stay overnight at the Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, ended up staying at the Magic City Finance Building.

Nevertheless, it didn't matter. The villa was clean, and even if there were no guests, it was enjoyable for him to live in. Moreover, because of the cleaning, all maids and bodyguards had their compensation increased by one level, which should make them quite happy.

"Mr. Chu, do you have any instructions?"

Butler Danny respectfully approached and inquired. Chu Mo waved his hand lightly, saying casually,

"Go about your tasks."

The ten maids in the hall immediately dispersed, and the head maid, He Qing, brought him books and a laptop. However, Chu Mo, equally exhausted from a day's work, also wanted to give himself a break. He opened the laptop, then downloaded a game and logged into his account to start battling others online.

During his university days, Chu Mo often played games all night long with his dorm mates, sometimes staying up so late that he went to his morning classes with dark circles under his eyes. After roll call, he'd slump over the back-row desk and sleep soundly.

The Magic City Normal University, where Chu Mo studied, could only rank at the bottom among the universities in Magic City. It couldn't compare to top institutions like Fudan University, or even the University of Science and Technology where Chu Xiner, Qiu Man, and a group of girls studied.

During his time at the university, apart from getting a diploma, Chu Mo barely learned any specialized knowledge.

Of course, this had to do with his attitude towards studying. When he was admitted to the university, he didn't have the mindset to study hard. He just wanted to skate by for a diploma, so of course he didn't do well.

However, the four years of university life weren't entirely wasted. With plenty of spare time, he wrote hundreds of high-quality short essays and also forged a friendship with Li Fei and a group of close friends. Looking back, Chu Mo felt quite nostalgic about his youthful years.

He played the game for a while but, due to a lengthy absence from gaming, his skills had deteriorated and he was repeatedly crushed by the opponent.

Ordinarily, Chu Mo wouldn't care about winning or losing in games, but the trouble was that the trash-talker on the other side was really irritating. They called out Chu Mo directly, taunting him for his poor play, and this ignited his fury. Chu Mo reached for his phone and dialed his buddy Li Fei. When Li Fei answered, Chu Mo said straightforwardly,

"Fatty, get on your account. I'm getting thrashed here; you've got to help me save face."

Li Fei on the other end of the phone seemed a bit helpless as he responded,

"Look, big boss Chu, I'm nothing like you. I don't just sit around all day with maids waiting on me, living in a fancy house—I'm at work, you know, working."

Chu Mo didn't care. He was genuinely angered by the player on the other side of the game and said outright,

"Work doesn't matter a damn. You used to skip classes all the time when we were in school. I'll send you ten thousand for your day's wages. Just tell me, are you coming or not?"

"Brother, you're my real bro. Tell me, who's the bastard that upset you? I'll take care of him."

After agreeing on a time, Chu Mo hung up the phone and promptly transferred ten thousand yuan as compensation for the lost working hours to his buddy. Once the buddy accepted it, his game avatar lit up shortly after.

His friend Li Fei was different from Chu Mo. Even after graduating from school, he still played from time to time and his skills had not deteriorated. Chu Mo and Li Fei targeted the trash-talker on the other side, not caring about winning or losing the game. Over a few rounds, they left the opponent utterly defeated.

As the other side spouted their nonsense, Chu Mo also witnessed Li Fei's eloquence in trash-talking, effectively shutting the opponent down.

Not until the foe retreated in a sorry state did Chu Mo, now in a better mood, exit the game.

With the game over, Chu Mo and Li Fei switched to chatting on WeChat. Naturally, they talked about the amusing and embarrassing incidents at school as well as the current state of some classmates, leading to many reflections.

After closing WeChat, Li Fei reminded him with his last message that his wedding date was drawing near, and Chu Mo responded with a smile that he wouldn't forget his big red envelope.

Li Fei's wedding was set for October 1, and now it was the beginning of September. The wedding date was approaching fast without them realizing it. Chu Mo had previously asked if they needed help with the wedding but had been turned down, so he didn't insist.

He had already decided that on the wedding day, he would give his buddy an extravagant red envelope of ten million yuan as a gesture of his goodwill.

It wasn't that he couldn't afford to give more, but Chu Mo hesitated, wondering if giving too much might change the nature of his relationship with Li Fei.

Ten million was more than enough to buy a house in the Magic City. For Li Fei, it would be a significant sum that could greatly improve his life. If Chu Mo gave more than that, he was afraid Li Fei might feel uncomfortable around him in the future, and it simply wasn't necessary.

So, the ten million yuan red envelope was something Chu Mo had decided on after much consideration. Of course, if his buddy ever ran into serious trouble later, he would certainly not stand idly by.

After a round of gaming, it was now noon. After enjoying a sumptuous lunch prepared by the chef, Chu Mo went upstairs for a nap. At two o'clock, he received a phone call.

On the other end was Li Tingting from the Fudan University Life Sciences Institute. She hemmed and hawed over the phone, and it took Chu Mo a moment to realize that he had forgotten about Dean Lu's research failure at Fudan University. He had promised to reinvest three hundred million yuan in funding, and all research had to start over.

He had also pledged to donate a teaching building, a library, and a hundred million yuan in scholarships to Fudan University.

However, he had been so busy hosting the heir of the Ross family these past few days that he had put this matter out of his mind.

Naturally, since it had been delayed until now, it could not wait any longer. He immediately called the lawyer Zhao Ziqi and instructed her to lead a team to Fudan University to draft a new contract. As soon as the contract was ready, the funds would be transferred to Fudan University without delay.

Upon signing the contract, the three hundred million yuan for the research project and one hundred million yuan for the scholarship fund were directly transferred to Fudan University's corporate account. Only then did Chu Mo relax.

In the evening, after dinner, Chu Mo stood on the balcony of Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, gazing into the distance. Suddenly, he thought of his buddy Li Fei, the donations to Fudan University, and, inevitably, his thoughts turned to his alma mater.

Strictly speaking, he had no connection with Fudan University, and yet he had donated one hundred million yuan for scholarships, a teaching building, and a library to the institution.

And there was his alma mater, which he had attended for four years, just within reach, yet he had never gone back for a visit. Was he being ungrateful?

If his college friends knew he donated to another school while neglecting his own alma mater, they would probably scold him mercilessly.

These thoughts in his mind as he stood on the balcony looking towards his alma mater, a sense of nostalgia began to slowly emerge in his heart.

"It's time to go back for a visit. Even if Normal University isn't the best, it's still my alma mater, the place where I lived for four years. Even if Fudan University is better, it's still someone else's territory; I haven't left even a single mark there."

With that thought in mind, he quietly made a decision.

"If I'm donating one billion to Fudan, then I might as well donate ten billion to my alma mater. They say you should return home in glory, and it would be nice to see those young and vibrant juniors and sophomores."

As night fell and the silver moonlight bathed him, Chu Mo shifted his gaze away from the distant alma mater, and in a moment of deep concentration, a certain revelation seemed to come to him.

"The invitation list to the Longevity Club includes as many as nineteen Nobel Prize laureates. If I could bring these top scientists to my alma mater...

The bald-headed principal would probably cry with gratitude."