Trillionaire's Slice of Life

As Chu Mo paused, the entourage behind him, including a large group of bodyguards, halted as well. At that moment, the three noblewomen by the window also noticed the unusual scene. When they realized Chu Mo's gaze was on them, all three women simultaneously revealed surprised expressions.

Seeing the look on Chu Mo's face, Zhan Bingxue, who was standing by his side, immediately stepped forward slightly and whispered a reminder:

"Mr. Chu, are those ladies acquaintances? Would you like to go over and say hello?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo hesitated slightly. He had only nodded to one of them at the villa earlier, without even exchanging words. Now, with so many people following him, approaching them rashly might disturb their peace. So, with a slight shake of his head, Chu Mo, who had resumed walking, instructed indifferently:

"The woman sitting on the right is the owner of Emperor Xuan Villa No. 2 and is also my neighbor. We've met before, but I won't go over. You take care of it for me!"

As the words fell, Chu Mo had already arrived at the express elevator. Naturally, there was no need to wait for the express elevator. Chu Mo entered the elevator, and Zhan Bingxue, who should have followed, did not get on. Instead, she stood in front of the elevator doors and bowed slightly, waiting until the doors slowly closed. Zhan Bingxue, who had just been tasked, gently turned around and then stepped towards the seats by the window in the hall.

In front of Chu Mo, Zhan Bingxue was all respect, but once she left his side, she straightened her back, displaying a strong and dazzling aura.

This imposing presence was so powerful that ordinary people dared not give her a second glance, and even common men might feel a sense of inferiority deep inside.

Walking gracefully to the window, Zhan Bingxue quickly glanced over the three women. From their attire and appearance, she rapidly assessed their social and economic standing.

A moment later, she focused on the quiet-looking woman to the left, and with a smile in her eyes, Zhan Bingxue spoke in a gentle voice:

"Hello, ladies, I'm Qin Zixuan, the chairman of Tianxiangyuan Hotel. I hope you are enjoying your meal here. If you have any feedback or requirements, please feel free to let me know, and I will do my utmost to accommodate you."

With a net worth reaching 200 billion RMB and after a year of refinement and improvement, Zhan Bingxue was far from the humble real estate manager of the past. Although her face was full of warmth, the overpowering aura she exuded was unmistakable.

The three women before her were clearly no ordinary figures either, as being able to enjoy afternoon tea here meant each of them had a net worth of at least a hundred million.

To the right, a woman dressed in luxurious attire nodded slightly, her voice as crisp as a skylark:

"Hello, Miss Zhan, my name is Sima Fanghua. The service at Tianxiang Garden is the best in the entire city, and we are very satisfied with it!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Zhan Bingxue's face grew wider. She nodded gently and then replied in a charming voice:

"In that case, I won't disturb you ladies any longer. Oh, Mr. Chu instructed me to take good care of you, so all your expenses today at our establishment will be on the house. Also, later on, I will have someone bring each of you a diamond VIP card. Please accept it as a small token, and I wish you a pleasant visit!"

With a laughing face, Zhan Bingxue departed, and moments later, a respectful waiter came over with three diamond VIP cards for the women.

It wasn't until the waiter left that one of the noblewomen, a little over thirty, said teasingly:

"Fanghua, who was that man just now? Being able to command the attention of the chairman of Tianxiang Garden... his status is rather intimidating, isn't it? Is our little Fanghua developing some worldly desires?"

Sima Fanghua, her delicate hand adorned with a diamond ring, pursed her lips. The memory of the young man she had seen swinging in her family's garden a few hours ago suddenly filled her thoughts, speeding up her heartbeat. She spoke softly:

"What if I said that I had never met Mr. Chu before today, would you believe me? He's just my neighbor; I live in Emperor Xuan Villa No. 2, and he lives in No. 1. We've only occasionally nodded to each other in passing!"

The other two women clearly felt their curiosity ignite, and as Sima Fanghua finished speaking, they promptly joined forces to press her with questions.

...

Just as the three beauties were jesting with each other in the living room, the high-speed private elevator had already delivered Chu Mo to her destination.

Among the four major themed halls of Tianxiangyuan, the lowest-level Pastoral Hall is only accessible to tycoons worth over a hundred billion RMB, followed by the Garden Hall, where one must be worth at least two hundred billion to enter.

As for the third hall, it is the Antique Hall; without a net worth of at least five hundred billion, one shouldn't even think about entering.

Naturally, with a net worth of two hundred and seventy billion RMB, Hua Country's richest woman, Liu Manli, would have no problem entering even the topmost Emperor Hall, where her access was completely unhindered.

The private elevator swiftly stopped at the ninety-sixth floor's Antique Hall. As the elevator doors slowly opened, an extravagant and charming vista appeared before her.

Unlike the Pastoral Hall with its bird songs and fragrant flowers, the Antique Hall on the ninety-sixth floor was filled with all kinds of ancient treasures. Any random piece of calligraphy or painting might be worth over a hundred million RMB, and an inconspicuous teapot could have a history spanning several centuries.

The Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel had a total of ninety-nine floors, valued at twenty-two billion RMB. Yet, just this Antique Hall alone, with all its treasures combined, might be worth several billion more.

The ninety-sixth floor's hall was also triple-height, with ceilings dozens of meters high that made one feel rather insignificant. As Chu Mo stepped out of the elevator six exquisitely beautiful maidservants approached to attend to her.

Each of these maidservants had a beauty score of over ninety. Serving the top magnates worth hundreds of billions here, each one of them had undergone extremely rigorous training.

The six maidservants each wore a perfectly sweet smile on their face. Led by the guiding maid, Chu Mo quickly spotted a familiar figure as she moved forward.

Liu Manli was standing in front of a painting in the center of the hall. This painting was placed in the most central position of the Antique Hall, which evidently made it the most valuable piece in the hall.

As Chu Mo approached, the woman, whose face was full of emotion, said without taking her eyes off the painting:

"This is Jackson Pollock's 'Number 17A'. This painting was auctioned off in 2006; created by the American artist—a master of abstract expressionist painting, Jackson Pollock, he is recognized as the first contributor to Modern American painting breaking free from European standards and establishing a leading position in the world of international art.

The auction price in '06 was 200 million US dollars, and if it were put up for auction now, it might double in value!"

Liu Manli, in her vintage-style dress, exuded a mature and intellectual charm. The dark color of her dress made her complexion appear even more fair and luminous.

The dress with a cape design added to her aura. Despite just standing casually here, her dress's flowing hem made her seem as ethereal and captivating as a nymph.

Liu Manli had a slim waist that one could grasp, with perfect waist-to-hip proportions. Perhaps because of the burden of her father's recent passing, her figure now appeared even more exquisite.

When Chu Mo first met her at the CEO training program at Fudan University last year, this woman tycoon was already thirty-five. Now, a year later, the thirty-six-year-old businesswoman was still single. However, if one just looked at her face, her refined lifestyle and meticulous skincare made her appear as young as a girl in her early twenties.

To this day, Liu Manli remained the absolute goddess in the hearts of all unmarried men in Hua Country. For countless bachelors, marrying her would mean an ascent to the heavens, a meteoric rise in status.

Of course, ordinary young men could never win her heart. Not to mention distant matters, just the present circumstances alone, with the passing of her father, Liu Zhiyu, the Liu family would face an all-out suppression from the eight major families. How could an average man offer her a haven from the storm?

Chu Mo stood quietly by Liu Manli's side, the two of them side by side. Although silent, the incredibly powerful aura emanating from Chu Mo was precisely the support Liu Manli most desired now!