Trillionaire's Slice of Life

As the words fell, Old Lu didn't even give the other party a chance to argue. He abruptly stood up, his tall frame exuding a faint oppressive aura instantly. The short and plump CEO in front of him had originally wanted to argue his case, but upon seeing the powerful pressure emanating from Old Lu, he opened his mouth slightly, and in the end, he didn't utter a single word. Old Lu's gaze returned to Chu Mo, nodding at him gently after a moment and said earnestly, "Mr. Chu, we have plenty of time ahead of us. Let's have a detailed chat another day!" As the words were spoken, Old Lu, who didn't want to linger, turned and left his seat. Chu Mo rose to nod his farewell, watching Old Lu's figure slowly disappear with the protection of over ten bodyguards, while several rich second-generation youths in the opposite booth also stood up and left. At this moment, the entire bar hall was left with only Chu Mo as a customer. The bar CEO, known as Hammer, immediately turned his attention to Chu Mo. With his several billion net worth, Hammer wouldn't normally catch Chu Mo's eye, but seizing the opportunity, he naturally didn't want to let it go easily. "Mr. Chu, I see you enjoy red wine, and I have several bottles of fine vintage here. I rarely indulge in them myself, and although they're not on par with your Heidsieck, they're also rare treasures. Why don't you take them and give them a try!" The short and plump older man obviously had it all planned out. As he spoke, the middle-aged manager they had seen before approached carefully from this side, cradling two beautifully packaged top-tier red wine bottles in his hands. Chu Mo glanced at the wine bottle packaging, noticing it was a red wine called Aditus he hadn't heard of before. But given the care the bar CEO was investing in it, it must have cost at least several hundred thousand. Chu Mo initially wanted to wave off the offer, but after pondering for a moment, his lips curled up slightly, and then he nodded lightly, "Then I'll trouble you, CEO Wang." Seeing Chu Mo accept the red wine, the previously anxious old man's face immediately lit up with joy. Chu Mo looked at his watch and, after being delayed for a while, it was now midnight. Having drunk quite a bit, and feeling heavy-headed, he didn't linger. After saying goodbye to the short and plump CEO, Chu Mo headed straight for the exit. The cold wind was bitter that night. Chu Mo, who had only been wearing casual clothes, hadn't felt the chill while inside the bar. But as soon as he stepped outside the door, he shivered fiercely, and the wind made the alcohol churn in his stomach. The long line of cars were parked in front, and Fang Lihu came forward to open the Maybach's door for him. Once Chu Mo was in the car, he saw his head of security, Fan Gao, holding the two beautifully packaged bottles of red wine. Chu Mo rolled down the window, nodding to the bar owner who was warmly seeing him off at the entrance. Then, with an order, the motorcade slowly headed for the main road. ... Chu Mo had drunk too much after all. Despite being attended to by the maids as soon as he returned to his villa, he ended up getting sick from the alcohol. The next day, he woke up at noon with his head still slightly swollen. After taking a bath, by the time he reached the dining room, he was famished. After wolfing down his meal, he emerged from the dining room fully satisfied. After lunch, Chu Mo had the housekeeper prepare his notebook, and then he began to ponder deeply. He had already decided that under no circumstances would he abandon his passion for writing. Even though he lacked inspiration at the moment, he forced himself to settle down and write something. While it wasn't possible to craft anything exquisite in such a state, it was good to maintain the feel of writing. He sat in the living room for several hours, and by the time it was afternoon break, the head of security, Fan Gao, came over and respectfully asked, "Mr. Chu, how should we arrange for the sisters Qing Guo and Qing Cheng? They used to live with our Fan family, but it's not appropriate for them to go back now. How do you wish to handle this?" Upon hearing this, Chu Mo then remembered that last night the Fan family had presented him with the sisters Zi Xiang and Zi Yi, who were now officially renamed Qing Guo and Qing Cheng. If nurtured well, these two sisters might play a tremendous role in the future. Chu Mo pondered slightly before he looked up and inquired, "Where are the two of them now?" "Qing Guo and Qing Cheng, the sisters, outwardly hold the identities of junior students at Fudan University. They keep a low profile in school, and if one isn't paying attention, they might even overlook them. Mr. Chu, if you have any arrangements to make, our Fan family can take care of it!" Chu Mo did not immediately speak; he slightly furrowed his brows, his mind starting to race with thoughts. The first to surface in his mind was Princess Mina. If he utilized Princess Mina's contacts, it would be very easy to arrange an aristocratic British identity for the Qing sisters. However, there would be an obvious flaw, as Princess Mina and he were very close. If he made use of her network, anyone with intent upon investigation might easily uncover the connection to himself. The Qing sisters would definitely be used as a secret weapon against the eight major families in the future. In this case, it would be best if they had no ties to him at all. Only then would their future identities be more secure. Therefore, Chu Mo quickly dismissed the idea of employing Princess Mina's influence. Similarly, the eight major families all knew that he was close to Geng Pan, the heir of the American Ross family. Consequently, it would not be prudent to tap into the power of the Ross family either. As various thoughts continued to flash through his mind, Chu Mo negated each one, until it dawned on him that arranging a dazzling yet completely unconnected identity for the sisters was indeed not an easy task. After mulling over for a moment, Chu Mo took a deep breath. Such matters could not be decided overnight and there was no need for haste at this moment. After taking a deep breath, he finally spoke, "Let Fan Zhijian handle it, but for now, erase any traces of their previous existence and then send them abroad to lie low for a while. The two of them have Amex Bank cards I gave them. Once they're settled abroad, they can start to expand their influence from there. It's not too late to return to the country after making a name for themselves overseas!" Fan Gao hesitated for an instant, clearly not fully grasping Chu Mo's approach. However, it was only for a moment, and Fan Gao promptly nodded, saying, "Understood, Mr. Chu. I'll relay the message to Fan Zhijian. Also, regarding what I mentioned before, Zhang Xiaoyan, the CEO of Phoenix Security, is waiting outside your door. Would you like to meet her?" Chu Mo waved his hand dismissively and said casually, "Let her in!" As his words fell, Fan Gao bowed and retreated, while Chu Mo slowly straightened his collar, turning his head to instruct the butler who was always waiting at his side, "Danny, go fetch Xia Xue. I left the matters of Phoenix Security to Xia Xue to handle; she is more familiar with these affairs than I am!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged butler immediately turned and withdrew. About five to six minutes later, a commotion came from the door. The tall figure of Fan Gao walked into the hall first, followed by Zhang Xiaoyan, the CEO of Phoenix Security, with an equally severe expression on her face. Chu Mo did not rise to greet her, although the visitor had traveled far. The gap in status between them was simply too large; Phoenix Security had a market value of just a few billion, and it wasn't even on par with the old man from the dimly-lit bar he had encountered the previous night. If it weren't for the fact that all of Chu Mo's spokespersons were women and Phoenix Security's bodyguards were also all female, the CEO of such small company would never have had the chance to meet Chu Mo. Chu Mo closed the notebook in front of him, lifted his head gently, and immediately caught a rather cold gaze. The woman named Liu Xiaoyan wore a well-fitted suit; her physique was not the burly type often imagined but was rather petite and curvy. However, at the moment, she was staring straight at him, the resentment in her eyes intense enough to seemingly kill Chu Mo. This woman, even now, had yet to recognize the situation for what it was. Perhaps, only when Phoenix Security was utterly destroyed, would she realize her folly!