Trillionaire's Slice of Life

The long-haired singer named Chen Qingshan strode toward the booth in the corner. At that moment, as the other party approached the booth, a tall and burly bodyguard immediately stepped forward to block his way. When Chu Mo turned his head, he caught sight of the black-clad bodyguard stopping the man. He slightly curled the corners of his mouth, curious what the singer was looking for, and at this time, Yang Duoer, sitting opposite Chu Mo with red-framed sunglasses perched on her nose, spoke in an orderly manner: "Regarding Yang Jianguo's matter, we can start with his career. My second brother is the general manager of the group, mainly responsible for the business of one hundred and sixty-five chain supermarkets across Hua Country. If we covertly go after these one hundred and sixty-five chain supermarkets, causing all of their performances to fall below standard, then Yang Jianguo will have to take the responsibility!" Chu Mo gently curved his lips at the Yang Duoer sitting across from him and said calmly, "Issues arising simultaneously in one hundred and sixty-five chain supermarkets... Even a fool would know there's someone tampering behind the scenes. By then, make sure we don't lose the plot and end up worse off! Miss Yang, I invited you here, but not to partake in such reckless shenanigans. If this is the best plan you can come up with, then there's no need to continue our cooperation!" As Chu Mo's words ended, he didn't give the woman across from him a chance to retort, but instead turned his head and ordered the bodyguard in front of him, "Let him come over!" Upon receiving the order, the over-two-meter-tall black-clad bodyguard cautiously made way, and at that moment, the singer with flowing long hair and clear eyes took a deep breath. He quickly straightened his clothes, then slightly bowed as he walked into the booth, scanning the people inside. The man eventually set his gaze on Chu Mo and cautiously said: "Sir, thank you for your appreciation before. I hope you'll forgive my intrusion. Let me introduce myself, my last name is Chen, first name Qingshan, and I am an amateur singer. If there is any song you'd like to hear, sir, please command me, and I'll sing it for you right away!" Chu Mo looked at the man in front of him with a face full of sincerity. The careful and cautious expression on his face was entirely different from his wholehearted and dashing appearance on stage. Chu Mo even began to doubt whether this respectful and cautious man was the same singer who moved him earlier. He nodded slightly, not in the mood for pleasantries, and waved his hand, "The song you sang earlier was not bad. If possible, sing it again!" Although Chu Mo's face was expressionless, the bodyguards around him were absolutely diligent. The bodyguard vice-captain, Fang Lihu, stood at the entrance to the private room, his tiger-like eyes intently watching every move of the long-haired man. If there was even the slightest impropriety, he'd immediately subdue the suspect. In such an atmosphere, tightly surveilled by over a dozen pairs of eyes, the young man named Chen Qingshan began to sweat on his forehead just after a moment. He carefully breathed and then said with enthusiasm, "Thank you for your appreciation; allow me to drink to you!" As he finished speaking, the young man took the initiative to pick up an empty glass from the table. He was about to pour himself a drink from the bottle in front of him when Fan Gao on the side quickly snatched the wine bottle, saying with a solemn face: "Kid, do you know the value of this bottle? Do you realize that just a small glass of this wine could bankrupt you?" The long-haired youth holding the stem glass shook slightly, his face turning pale and his eyes filled with confusion. Chu Mo, seeing all of this, made no indication. As his personal bodyguard, Fan Gao was fully responsible for his safety. Since he stepped in, he must have his reasons. Otherwise, this usually reticent man wouldn't particularly care about a bar's singer. In this moment, Fan Gao radiated an intense aura. Under the pressure of his presence, several nearby booths' patrons cast their glances in this direction, surprise evident in their eyes. The long-haired youth at the center of this aura was now drenched in sweat, his right hand turning white from gripping the stem glass too tightly, his head bowed deeply, as if he had even forgotten to breathe. Suddenly, a crisp and ethereal laugh broke the tension, followed by Yang Duoer leaning forward with a smile, her glass touching the young man's empty glass, she said with a laugh: "Chen Qingshan, is it? Here's to you!" The stunningly beautiful Yang Duoer tipped her head back and drained the glass of red wine, then set down her glass and gently removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as a radiant galaxy, and in just a moment, her appearance made the rest of the bar seem dull in comparison. As the long-haired young man gawked, Yang Duoer, now with a radiant smile, put her sunglasses back on and then said in a flirtatious voice: "Mr. Chen, would I have the honor of hearing your singing?" Upon hearing this, the long-haired young man vigorously nodded his head; he instinctively licked his lips and, while stepping back, said with a somewhat hoarse voice: "The next song, I will sing with all my heart! I hope you will like it, miss!"