Trillionaire's Slice of Life

He had even already thought it through in his heart, that when he would chat with the second and third generation in his circle, he would casually mention, "I have a brother, one with whom I've shared drinks and fought side by side, a brother whose usual conversation partners are the likes of the wealthiest man Zhang Dahua and Ren Wenxuan..."

Unlike Zhou Gang, a simple-minded young man, the one with the most complex feelings among them was not Lu Siyue, but the ponytailed girl Zhao Lili.

Strictly speaking, among the group, she was the first to get to know Chu Mo; it was at an auction where Zhao Lili thought the young man sitting in the back was handsome, then, after the young man placed a few bids, Zhao Lili took an interest in him.

That night, Zhao Lili actually lingered at the door of the auction for a while, wanting to create a romantic encounter of some sort, but in the end, her best friend dragged her away, causing her to miss the opportunity.

When they met again, the young man evidently had not forgotten her, and for the sake of his friend, he even spent five hundred million to buy a damaged painting.

An eighteen-year-old girl was at the prime of youth, when her grandest fantasy was to meet her Prince Charming one day.

And the youth before her almost fulfilled all her fantasies about a Prince Charming.

He was young and wealthy, tall and handsome, and also lavish when it came to her; to be able to become her other half would be wonderful.

The youthful girl's eyes sparkled more and more brightly, and her whole being became ever so tender.

While Zhao Lili was lost in her daydreams, the young man in front of her suddenly raised his voice and spoke in an indifferent tone:

"Director Zhang, Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel lies at the center of my layout, and it could be said that it sits right over my soft underbelly. If I take control of the dozen or so hotels surrounding it, excluding Tianxiang Garden alone, my arrangement would be incomplete.

Let me put it this way, there are only two possible outcomes for Tianxiang Garden, either it gets acquired by me or Tianxiang Garden shuts down.

I'm not trying to strong-arm you, it's just how the situation is, the tide is forcing me to do this. Of course, I'm not the kind of person who reneges on acquaintances. I won't let your recent hard work go to waste, as for the acquisition price, we can discuss that, that's my bottom line.

If Director Zhang insists, I can find someone else for the Ferrari dealership, or if it comes to it, I can contact Ferrari's headquarters directly. In this day and age, as long as you have money, is there anything you can't handle?

As for Tianxiang Garden, let's all unleash our capabilities.

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"Glug!" This was the sound of Li Ming uncontrollably swallowing his saliva.

Li Ming had already held the man before him in very high regard. He had thought that Chu Mo, being able to call the richest man, must be doing so as a favor between friends and would approach the rich man with great caution.

However, what he did not expect was that this youth, younger even than himself, could be so defiant when facing Hua Country's richest man, Zhang Dahua, with a net worth of two hundred and eighty billion.

This was no longer just asking someone for a favor; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as strong-arming.

Who else in all of Hua Country could pressure the richest man to such an extent?

The rich man on the other end of the phone did not answer immediately, obviously pondering various counter-strategies.

Chu Mo's firm stance was unexpected; he had thought that Chu Mo was soliciting his help and would at least be at a disadvantage in terms of attitude.

He considered himself to be in control, which is why he took the initiative to make the call. Otherwise, with Zhang Dahua's caution, he would have never made this call without certainty.

But now, the situation was clearly not as smooth as anticipated; Chu Mo's stance on Tianxiang Garden was set in stone, with absolutely no margin for negotiation.

Zhang Dahua was considering whether to confront Chu Mo head-on or to simply give up, sell Tianxiang Garden for a good price, and exit the hotel industry in Magic Capital.

He couldn't help but remember the news he had heard not long ago, the youth on the other end of the phone, in order to make the Wu family of Magic Capital bow down, had, a month ago, sold a 23-billion land for 20 billion to the Wu family's arch-enemy, and boldly proclaimed that he was ready to spend 100 billion to play the endgame with the Wu family.

The focus of this incident was not Chu Mo's bold statement, but the fact that Chu Mo's bank account really contained an enormous sum of 100 billion.

Because of this, he even made a special call to the general manager of Magic Capital's Zeus Auction to verify, and the answer he got was that there really was 100 billion lying in that bank account.

So, if he really were to engage in a drawn-out battle with him, then a loss of hundreds of millions, possibly tens of billions, would be inevitable.

And more importantly, the young man on the other end of the phone seemed to really not care about tens of billions.

Zhang Dahua's hesitation lasted only for a few breaths before he took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"I want 25 billion in cash, bring me 25 billion, and Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel is yours."

He finally relented, marking a good beginning, at least for Chu Mo, affirming that his steadfastness was right.

Chu Mo, holding his phone, remained expressionless, yet his mind raced with thoughts.

25 billion was far beyond the expected amount.

After all, the estimated value of Tianxiangyuan was 19 billion, and Zhan Bingxue's preliminary negotiations with the other party had concluded at 21 billion.

The initial 2 billion premium was meant as a courtesy to Zhang Dahua for his years of hard work, but the sudden increase to 25 billion was certainly a lion's mouth open wide.

Chu Mo had money, and he didn't care about a few billion here or there. He was even willing to blow tens of billions on a whim, but that didn't mean just anyone could push him around.

Unmoved, Chu Mo spoke in an even tone, without joy or sorrow:

"21 billion, that's the bottom line. The 2 billion premium is for the hard work General Manager Zhang has put in over the years.

However, for helping me persuade the Ferrari dealership, I'll add another billion as a hard work fee, totaling 22 billion.

If you agree, we will be friends from now on. If not, let's pretend this call never happened."

As Chu Mo finished speaking, Zhang Dahua's voice on the other end grew rougher.

After a moment, a cold voice from Zhang Dahua, who had taken a deep breath, said:
Your journey continues with empire

"Mr. Chu, wait for my good news."

As he finished speaking, the phone line went dead.

Just as Chu Mo put his phone away, the doors of the bar opened again, and a large group of burly men in black streamed in. These men, similar to Chu Mo's bodyguards, were all tall and sturdy, filling the space to the brim, nearly a hundred strong.

At this time, Sun Li's face across the booth, previously grim, suddenly changed to a smile. He enthusiastically approached the muscular middle-aged man at the front, exclaiming in surprise:

"Mr. Fan sent you, right? I am Sun Li. Sun Dahai is my dad."

After shaking hands with the muscular leader, his gaze shifted toward Chu Mo.

This handsome, slightly swollen-faced scion of the Sun family looked over with a sneer and declared arrogantly:

"Li Ming, come over to grandpa here and admit your fault nicely, and grandpa will let you off today. As for that sneak who used underhanded tricks...

Grandpa wants one of your hands and one of your feet."

With the brash words of the Sun family heir, the entire hall fell into silence once again.

At that moment, a third wave of imposing figures suddenly appeared in the hall.

Leading them was a breathtakingly beautiful woman with a tall figure. She was dressed in a fiery long dress, and her stunning face was tinged with noble and cold hues.

The graceful woman approached the booth and bowed slightly, saying:

"Mr. Chu, I am late."

Chu Mo gently stood up and directed his gaze toward Sun Li, his face stern as he said:

"From this moment on, if you can kowtow and apologize, the Sun family might spare itself from disaster. Miss this chance,

and from tonight on, there will be no Sun family in Modu!"