Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Just as he walked into the bar, the rhythmic music began to play, and Chu Mo felt his heart rate unconsciously accelerate. He glanced at his wristwatch again, 7:47 PM, thirteen minutes before the scheduled meeting time. His gaze swept across the entire bar, and at that moment, a middle-aged man in a suit, accompanied by several waiters, walked towards him with swift strides, including the doorman who had greeted them at the entrance! Around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, the manager approached Chu Mo with a smile on his face. His eyes immediately landed on Chu Mo, who was standing at the front, and then warmly and cautiously said: "We are honored to have such distinguished guests. I apologize for not meeting you sooner. I am the general manager of 'Night's Haze', may I ask how to address you, sir?" Chu Mo casually glanced at the respectful middle-aged man in front of him. As the saying goes, one does not slap a smiling face, so he didn't make things difficult for the manager and simply said: "My last name is Chu. I've arranged to meet someone here; you don't need to mind me, just find me any spot to sit." Upon hearing this, the manager immediately said with a beaming smile: "Mr. Chu, we have elegant private rooms upstairs with a quieter atmosphere. Would you like to go there?" Chu Mo waved his hand as his eyes scanned a vacant booth nearby and then he said nonchalantly: "No need, it's livelier down here. My guest prefers a vibrant scene. That spot there looks good." Of course, the manager didn't dare to argue, and Chu Mo walked towards the booth. He and Fan Gao sat down in the spacious booth, and eight bodyguards immediately took seats in the neighboring booth. Then, the middle-aged manager beamed again and said: "Mr. Chu, what would you like to order?" The booth wasn't very large, just about five or six square meters, with a marble square table in the middle and two oval-shaped leather sofas that created an amiable atmosphere. In 'Night's Haze' bar, the minimum spend for such a booth usually started at four or five thousand RMB. However, after Chu Mo and Fan Gao sat down, the middle-aged manager did not stress this point and instead served them with eager and cautious enthusiasm. He had just learned from the on-duty brother that the man in front of him was a genuine big customer; the seven or eight luxury cars worth tens of millions outside belonged to him, and he went out accompanied by dozens of bodyguards. Such a person could be counted on one hand in the entire metropolis. As a mere bar manager, he naturally did not dare to offend him. Chu Mo took out his phone. While scrolling through messages, he said without turning his head: "Bring me a bottle of your best red wine to taste!" The middle-aged man immediately replied respectfully. As the man turned to leave, Chu Mo's phone call had just gone through. The noise of the bar environment with the sounds of the music and the commotion of the customers, made him frown slightly. He said something in a rush and then hung up the phone. At this moment, the head of the bodyguards, Fan Gao, suddenly said: "Mr. Chu, do you remember the Phoenix Security Company that we wanted to acquire? The one made up entirely of professional female bodyguards." Chu Mo, who was toying with his phone, lifted his head slightly. Looking at Fan Gao sitting across from him, he pondered for a moment before recalling the time they acquired An Tianxia Security Company and indeed had considered acquiring Phoenix Security Company. However, that company was quite tough. Chu Mo had offered extremely generous conditions which they refused. Ultimately, Chu Mo had Xia Xue specially target that company, to compete with them for clients and service quality. He thought that under the forceful pressure from his side, the company shouldn't be able to last much longer! Now, a month or two had passed, and if Fan Gao hadn't brought it up, Chu Mo might have almost forgotten about that security company. Indeed, Chu Mo's spokespersons required quite a few female bodyguards, so he became a bit interested. His lips curled into a small smile as he casually said: "What, have they softened up?" Fan Gao didn't hide anything and nodded: "For the past two months, our company has been putting a lot of pressure on Phoenix Security Company. They haven't had a single job during this time, and I've heard they're nearly unable to pay their employees' wages. Plus, we've bribed some of their internal staff to lobby for us, so they want to make peace. Phoenix Security Company's Chairman Zhang Xiaoyan sent a message, wanting to talk to you personally, Mr. Chu. Do you want to schedule a meeting with them, or should we continue the pressure for a while longer and wait until their spirit is completely broken before you step in?" The atmosphere in the bar suddenly heated up. Then, on the central stage, four or five young women in fiery outfits appeared, stirring up the excitement. These heavily made-up women were good at energizing the crowd, constantly hopping and clapping, and soon the mood of the entire bar was lifted with shouts and cheers ringing in the air. At that moment, when a beautiful woman dressed in an off-shoulder dress took to the stage, the bar erupted with fervent cheers. The next moment, as the woman in the dress began to sing, the entire hall was slowly enveloped by the beautiful melody of her voice: "... Tick-tock, tick-tock, the clock hands keep spinning Tick-tock, tick-tock, the raindrops are splashing Tick-tock, tick-tock, wondering if she still misses him Tick-tock, tick-tock, a few tears have already fallen ... The voice of the woman on stage had a touch of ethereal quality. Although it wasn't as melodious and moving as top-tier superstars like Ding Qian and Ding Xiaoni, hearing such heartfelt singing in a small bar was already quite a treat.