Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Of course, I know, they are Master Tianxin, the Abbot of Shaolin, Master Shunyi, the head of Wudang, the Monkey Fist Master...!"

The breathtaking beauty went on without end, and at this moment, Fang Nianhan's eyes seemed to emit a glow, a kind of light that made one's heart stir.

Moments later, before Chu Mo could speak, Liu Wei, who had been closing his eyes to rest in the lounge, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Thunderclap Fist, Jiang Dingnan, seems to have some connections with Young Master Chu, doesn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Mo turned his head to look at this eldest son of the Liu family, who always seemed carefree, but after all, he was from one of the three major families of the Capital City, with the Liu family's assets of 300 billion able to crush the majority of powers, and the Liu family's intelligence network was also very well-informed.

In Fang Nianhan's slightly widened eyes, Chu Mo said with a smiling face:

"I indeed have some history with Jiang Dingnan, Nianhan, if you are interested, I can actually invite this Great Grandmaster to visit your company for some guidance; perhaps he could serve as a nominal consultant for Guangsha Company."

As Chu Mo's words fell, Fang Nianhan, who had been sitting quietly to the side, immediately stood up, and although she always presented herself as an ice-cold goddess, she couldn't maintain any of her usual reserve at this moment, instead speaking excitedly:

"Young Master Chu, you're not joking, are you? Master Jiang is one of only four remaining Great Grandmasters in the top ten martial artist rankings who still retain their full strength."

The long-haired girl in front of him was so excited that her voice became noticeably shrill.

Chu Mo said nothing more, merely nodding slightly.

And just this small gesture seemed to make Fang Nianhan tremble like a startled cat.

The ten Great Grandmasters of Hua Country can be said to represent the pinnacle of martial arts worldwide, but the ranking of the ten Great Grandmasters was made twenty years ago, and twenty years is enough time to change many things.

For instance, the Monkey Fist Master, once ranked second, has passed away, and the head of Wudang is now ninety-seven years old and reportedly so frail that he's unable to hold chopsticks steadily and requires assistance, much like the others.

Now, of the ten Great Grandmasters, only four still possess combat prowess, and they include both Master Tianxin, the Abbot of Shaolin, and Thunderclap Hand, Jiang Dingnan.

Last time Jiang Dingnan appeared at the Zhongzhou Boxing Championship, he incapacitated the quasi-Grandmaster Fan Gao with a single strike, showing no signs of decline from his prime—it's fair to say that he's still as sharp as ever.

Such a master would not be bound by worldly concerns, and in the whole of Hua Country, probably only Chu Mo could make a Great Grandmaster concede.

You must understand, to win over Jiang Dingnan, Chu Mo had already spent a staggering thirty-five billion to date, and Jiang Rourou, serving as a trust ambassador, had become a top tycoon with assets worth hundreds of billions.

Moreover, with the continuous investment of Xingchen Technology, Jiang Rourou's status kept rising, and it was foreseeable that, in the not-too-distant future, she would even grow to surpass the richest person, potentially standing on an equal footing with the eight great families.

And it was precisely due to such investment that Jiang Dingnan, despite being a Great Grandmaster, could not resist such temptation and chose to come out of retirement.

In all of Hua Country, no one but Chu Mo could have achieved this feat.

After all, not even the eight great families of Hua Country could dispense trillion-level assets to attract a Great Grandmaster.

Chu Mo, who wanted to take a share in the Capital City's Fang family, of course had to show his sincerity. With the repute of Jiang Dingnan, if he was urged to join the Guangsha Bodyguard Company, the Fang family might expand rapidly within a short period of time.

Fang Nianhan might not understand the deeper considerations of Chu Mo, but one thing was crystal clear to her: she was now standing at the cusp of an opportunity, and if she seized it, she'd soar to the heights; if she missed it, she wouldn't forgive herself.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the excitement in her heart, Fang Nianhan, with her shoulder-length hair and seductive eyes, said silkily:

"Young Master Chu, in place of wine, I toast you with tea."

Chu Mo looked at the exquisitely beautiful woman with a faint blush on her face. As one of the four great beauties of Capital City, Fang Nianhan might not have the heaven-defying beauty of Yang Duoer, but her near-perfect score of ninety-eight was enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

Picking up the tea in front of him, he gently clinked cups with her and took a sip.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly arose on the deck, and soon after, a group of young men and women likewise came to the lounge. One tall youth said out loud:

"Liu Wei, Nianhan, you two are the stars of the day, why are you always hiding here, slacking off? Xiao Wei and the others are still waiting for you two to join them in the water!"

Liu Wei, his expression slightly complex, gently stood up, nodded to Chu Mo, and then headed straight for the deck.

But Fang Nianhan, her cheeks still faintly red and her heart aflutter, was naturally unwilling to miss out on any time with Chu Mo. Her Guangsha Company only had a few million in assets—if she could seize this opportunity, she would not shoot straight to the top, but at the very least, she could expand her business several times over. Fang Nianhan certainly did not want to miss out.

So, when Liu Wei left, Fang Nianhan did not even budge.

The tall youth's gaze stayed on Fang Nianhan. It would be more accurate to say that, on the entire yacht, the gazes of almost all the wealthy young men were fixed on her.

As the highest beauty in the entire circle, every move Fang Nianhan made attracted the eyes of everyone. Just now, when Fang Nianhan was massaging Chu Mo, all these young heirs had seen it. They didn't say anything out loud, but each was feeling highly resentful in their hearts.

Seeing that the goddess of his heart kept her gaze on Chu Mo, the leading tall young man frowned slightly and then spoke up again:

"Nianhan, you're a master diver, everyone is waiting for you. If you don't go, none of us will have a good time."

As the prettiest girl in their small clique and also the center of their circle, Fang Nianhan was usually the subject of much flattery from these second-generation rich kids, and she enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

Under normal circumstances, she would have run out without a second thought, but now, all her focus was on Chu Mo.

"Huafu, go ahead without me, Chu Mo and I have some matters to discuss."

The tall young man known as Huafu frowned slightly. When he looked at Chu Mo again, his eyes clearly held a hint of hostility.

At this moment, a girl named Gu Sisi narrowed her eyes slightly. The limelight in the lounge was being stolen by Fang Nianhan alone, leaving her with no chance to participate. Now, with the situation as it was, she was naturally happy to see it.

Huafu was the eldest son of the An family in Capital City. Typically, he ranked second in their little circle, next to Liu Wei. Huafu was straightforward and loyal, often standing by his friends, and people generally showed him some respect.

In the past, Gu Sisi had seen this eldest son of the An family as one of the few in their circle who was worthwhile, but now, when he faced Mr. Chu from Modu, there was an insurmountable gap between them.

The tall young man named Huafu, though filled with reluctance and unhiding his gloom, dared not speak against Chu Mo in his presence.

The An family had assets worth five to six hundred billion in Capital City, but Mr. Chu was in a league of his own–merely a random spokesperson at his side was worth hundreds of billions. Chu Mo's status allowed him to sit on equal footing with the heads of the eight major families. Even the family head of the An family had to treat Mr. Chu with respect, let alone a junior like him.

In contrast to the tall youth's indignation, Chu Mo appeared completely unaffected. A casual word from him could determine the fate of a respected martial arts Great Grandmaster, and a single decision could cause a family to skyrocket in fortune!

Though the two young men were of similar age, the power they held was worlds apart.

In Gu Sisi's anticipation, the tall youth hesitated several times, but in the end, he could not muster a single word of defiance. Grinding his teeth slightly, he could only leave in disappointment.

At that moment, Chu Mo, his expression impassive, leaned back in the soft lounge chair. He gently patted the short-haired beauty's hand behind him and said in an even tone:

"Miss Sisi, have you thought about what you really want to do? If there's something special you want to do, I might just invest a few billion for you to practice with!"