Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Mr. Chu, one must be willing to let go to gain something. The Fan family is but a mere pawn that can be replaced at any time, but Charles Robert is irreplaceable. To use the Fan family in exchange for the Longevity Club completing its research ten years earlier, how many hundreds of billions would you save, Mr. Chu? You surely understand this calculation better than I do," the rotund Liu Peng said with a smiling face as he looked at Chu Mo. As the Family Head of the Liu family of Zhongzhou, a top-tier tycoon worth over a trillion, he was accustomed to having his words followed without question. In the entirety of Hua Country, there were very few people he would treat with such consideration, no more than a handful. Chu Mo did not change his stance just because of what the other party had said. If Chu Mo were just an ordinary top-rich man, even of the status of the great eight families, he would surely choose to sacrifice the Fan family in the face of a trade-off involving hundreds of billions in profit. But Chu Mo, who possessed an unlimited credit card, could not be measured by ordinary standards. To him, between a hundred billion and a promise, he would unhesitatingly choose the latter. Because for a hundred billion, he just needed to take out his unlimited credit card, lightly input a series of numbers, and he could easily make the transfer. Money was, to Chu Mo, precisely the least worthy thing to worry about. So, what seemed like a sure win to Liu Peng did not even merit a second thought from Chu Mo, who shook his head in refusal. He looked directly at the elderly man with no hesitation whatsoever, and Chu Mo simply said: "I might have to disappoint you again, Mr. Liu. When Fan Zhijian and his brother Fan Gao chose to follow me, I promised them that I would ensure the Fan family replaces the Lin family as the number one family in Modu. "The thing I detest most in life is those who break their word and betray others. Naturally, I would never allow myself to become the type of person I despise. "So, Mr. Liu, while I would indeed like for you to help me persuade Charles to join the Longevity Club, this condition is absolutely unacceptable. You might want to consider a different condition, or else, we can pretend today's meeting never happened." Chu Mo's voice was resolute. He gently put down the teacup in his hand and was about to rise and leave when a tall figure suddenly appeared in the hall. As the serious-faced security chief Fan Gao approached, Chu Mo glanced at Liu Peng before him, and a cold smile formed in his heart. Originally, Fan Gao and Jiang Tao were supposed to wait outside the hall, leaving only Chu Mo and Liu Peng inside. Now, the appearance of Fan Gao made Chu Mo realize that this was all a trap set by Liu Peng. If Chu Mo had decided to abandon the Fan family to win over Charles, the entire conversation would have been overheard by Fan Gao in the back. And then, not only would Chu Mo lose the loyalty of the Fan brothers, but he would turn them into enemies and once again set himself up against a formidable opponent. Fortunately, Chu Mo stood by his beliefs in the end. He did not abandon the Fan family for profit, and this was clearly heard by Fan Gao. Thus, Liu Peng's plan to sow discord not only failed but made the Fan brothers even more devoted to Chu Mo. Indeed, as Fan Gao entered the hall, the previously playful Liu Peng's demeanor gradually became colder. At this moment, Fan Gao, who had heard Chu Mo's words from backstage, walked up to Chu Mo. The tall and muscular man bowed slightly and then said with utmost seriousness: "Mr. Chu, I mean no disrespect, but I still hope you could give me a chance to prove myself." Chu Mo watched the grave expression on Fan Gao's face and, after a moment of contemplation, nodded slightly. Next, the second-in-command of the Fan family, who was also among the top fighters, erupted with a powerful aura and addressed Liu Peng: "Mr. Liu, if Mr. Chu is unwilling to make the trade, I, Fan Gao, am willing to do so. Aren't you hoping that our Fan family shuts down the three hundred and sixty jewelry stores? Let's make a bet. I will participate in tonight's Boxing Championship as a challenger." "If I win the match, Mr. Charles Robert will still be invited by President Liu. Likewise, if I unfortunately lose, then the Fan family will automatically disappear from Modu, never to appear before President Liu again." "The King of Fighters competition has been held for thirteen sessions, and President Liu's subordinates have gathered a large number of top fighters. President Liu won't be afraid or dare not accept the challenge!" Liu Peng, of course, wouldn't lose his reason over Fan Gao's few provocative words. As an old man approaching venerable age, he possessed extraordinary wisdom and remarkably deep scheming. After a moment of silence, Liu Peng spoke with an incredibly carefree expression: "Fan Gao, if I remember correctly, your Fan family is led by Fan Zhijian. Are you able to represent your elder brother and mobilize the entire Fan family's power?" As soon as Liu Peng finished speaking, Fan Gao looked up and puffed out his chest, saying: "President Liu doesn't need to worry about this. First, I have ample confidence in my own match. Moreover, we have Mr. Chu as a witness. You should have no doubts about Mr. Chu's reputation, President Liu." With that said, more words were useless. Pushed into a corner with no room for retreat, Liu Peng nodded gravely, valuing the situation. Just like Fan Gao, Liu Peng had immense confidence in his subordinates. "The King of Fighters competition has been going on for thirteen years. One could say, in these thirteen years, whoever the Liu family wants to win, will certainly win." With sufficient confidence, Liu Peng nodded indifferently and then turned his gaze back to Chu Mo. With a serious expression and a smile playing at his lips, Liu Peng continued: "Mr. Chu, you wouldn't want to miss such a good opportunity, would you? Let's make a bet then. If my man wins, that Arabian horse is mine. If Mr. Chu wins, those previous twelve female bodyguards, alive they're Mr. Chu's people, dead they're Mr. Chu's ghosts. And, I'll add a little extra for Mr. Chu, on top of the twelve female bodyguards, a head coach as well. "Mr. Chu wouldn't treat that horse like an ancestor and be unwilling to participate, right?" Liu Peng truly lived up to his reputation as a horse fanatic; even in a bet involving stakes of hundreds of billions, he still hadn't forgotten that Arabian horse. At this point, if Chu Mo were to object, that would mean he didn't believe Fan Gao would win. So, without any hesitation, Chu Mo nodded directly and said: "Deal!" As soon as his words fell, Chu Mo didn't want to stay any longer. He stood up and left the hall. As he walked out, the evening sun was setting outside. Jiang Tao, who was waiting outside the hall, immediately approached. Chu Mo, looking at the captain of his bodyguard team next to him, said firmly: "Fan Gao, go and fight without any reservations. Even if we lose this time and close all 360 jewelry stores, I will arrange for you and your brother to go to Saudi Arabia. With a total investment of hundreds of billions in Saudi Arabia, I will add another hundred billion, and you and your brother will be fully in charge." "So don't carry any burdens, fight freely, and let that old fox Liu Peng know the prowess of the Fan brothers from Modu!"