Trillionaire's Slice of Life

On the other end of the phone, Ren Wenxuan, the Chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment, didn't show any dissatisfaction; his voice was unusually polite.

Chu Mo's Shi Yuan Entertainment and Ren Wenxuan's Shangyuan Entertainment were currently in their honeymoon phase, with the two companies collaborating closely.

"It's like this, I want to ask if you have contact with the agent from Ferrari... not the Sun family from the Greater China Region, the level above the Sun family, the Asia general agent, or perhaps directly with Ferrari headquarters...

I want to take over the role of the general agent for the Greater China Region from the Sun family's hands... Yes, that's right, if you could inquire for me, money is no object; as long as I can get the general agency, I will owe you a favor, President Ren... Okay, contact me once you have news, I'll be waiting for your call."

When he hung up the phone, Chu Mo found the atmosphere around him had suddenly become extremely quiet; it was the kind of silence where even breathing seemed deliberately subdued.

Chu Mo, with a puzzled expression, looked at the dozen or so rich second-generation youths gathered beside him. Realizing they were all staring straight at him, he touched his cheek and said, perplexed:

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

After an awkward silence, Lu Siyue, sitting beside him, suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Who were you just talking to on the phone?"

Chu Mo, still holding his phone, raised an eyebrow and said:

"Ren Wenxuan, the Chairman of Shangyuan Entertainment."

As this statement settled, a chorus of sharp intakes of breath filled the room.

Ren Wenxuan, a top tycoon in Hua Country's entertainment industry, held sway over half of the empire, literally controlling the industry.

His word could decide the fate of a superstar; with a mere stomp of his foot, the whole entertainment industry would shake thrice over.

Last year's Forbes list featured Ren Wenxuan with a net worth of one hundred and sixty-five billion, ranking thirteenth on Hua Country's rich list—a bona fide tycoon.

Such a person, to these rich second-generation youths, was nothing short of an idol, a lifelong goal to strive for, yet also a presence they would never be able to reach.

And yet, the young man who just moments ago was drinking and joking with them, fighting side by side, had casually made a call to their idol.

What they discussed was taking over the deal for the Ferrari agency in the Greater China Region. Stay tuned for updates on empire

It was as though the peer who was just chatting and joking with them had suddenly transformed into a stern, conservative, powerful figure like their fathers.

"Um, Chu... how did your talk go..., you can't really be about to become the spokesperson for the Greater China Region, can you?"

When Zhao Lili, who had just poured him some juice, asked cautiously, the dozen or so rich second generations swallowed hard simultaneously, their eyes filled with excitement, caution, and respect.

"No, Ren Wenxuan doesn't know the Ferrari agent."

As Chu Mo's words fell, before the group of rich second generations could even let out a small sigh of relief, he changed the subject and said calmly:

"However, the richest man, Zhang Dahua, has the necessary connections. Ren Wenxuan has already reached out to Zhang Dahua for me; if nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Li Ming, who still had some bruises on his mouth, suddenly turned his head to look at Sun Li, his noisy adversary still making a fuss across from him.

At that moment, Li Ming suddenly felt that his nemesis didn't seem so detestable anymore.

On the contrary, he began to feel a bit sorry for the youth opposite him.

He wondered if that guy would be able to survive the night.

His gaze stealthily shifted to Lu Siyue beside him, only to discover his childhood friend, who had grown up with him, currently staring blankly at the young man across from her,

her eyes shining with an indescribable luster.

Li Ming shook his head with a wry smile and murmured to himself:

"This girl is hopelessly smitten."

Just as Li Ming's words fell, at the previously calmed-down entrance of the bar, a large group of men in black appeared.

The throngs of men in black, their faces oozing with a menacing vibe, marched imposingly toward the booth area.

"Mr. Chu, we have arrived!"