Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Perhaps it was because it had been too long since coming back, the novelty of just having returned home passed, leaving behind only the monotony of everyday life. After a few days of lounging around at home and eating well, even my mother lost the warmth and affection she had at the beginning. Whenever she saw Chu Mo lying around the house doing nothing, her nagging was unceasing.

In the evening, neither my dad nor mom were home. My dad called and said that they had taken the new Audi car to the villa, that two to three million villa they bought but had yet to experience. The old couple planned to stay at the villa tonight and told Chu Mo to find something to eat on his own.

Of course, Chu Mo didn't want to disturb their time together, so he conscientiously stayed at home by himself to watch the house. When he was really bored, he received a phone call from Qian Bingxue!

The restaurant had already been booked, and everyone had been invited; now all that was missing was Chu Mo, the main character.

As for his middle school classmates, the only one Chu Mo remembered was Qian Bingxue, his deskmate of three years. As for the others, they seemed not to have left any deep impression in his heart. Originally, seeing each other today was to fulfill a fantasy at the bottom of his heart, but as for the future, they probably wouldn't meet again.

It was right to let each other remain sealed in their own memories.

But since a girl had taken the initiative to invite him, Chu Mo couldn't refuse. Otherwise, it would seem a bit inconsiderate.

Seeing that the agreed time was nearing, Chu Mo changed into a simple casual outfit and then set out.

The venue for the gathering was set at Xinxin Restaurant, which, in the small city Chu Mo lived in, should be considered quite well-known. Although it couldn't compare with those luxurious five-star hotels in the bustling metropolis, the hiring of a Michelin-starred chef had made Xinxin Restaurant famous throughout the small city.

Xinxin Restaurant couldn't compare with the towering hotels of dozens or hundreds of floors in the bustling metropolis—this was an eighteen-story building. Recent years' development had also made the entire hotel quite impressive.

Accompanied by dozens of bodyguards, Chu Mo arrived at the hotel entrance. As soon as the bellhop saw the impressive line of luxury cars, he immediately notified the hotel manager. Soon after, a young and elegant woman, followed by a string of waiters, hurriedly came to greet them.

In a third-tier city, the most top-tier group of people were those few fixtures, who were regular diners at Xinxin Restaurant, and the hotel staff were almost all familiar with them.

However, when Chu Mo's fleet of a dozen luxury cars arrived, the unfamiliar license plates immediately made the whole hotel take great notice. As the cars came to a stop, the sounds of doors opening in succession were heard, and one by one, tall bodyguards clad in black and wearing wireless Bluetooth earpieces stepped out.

When dozens of bodyguards completely surrounded the hotel entrance, looking serious and cold, the approaching female hotel manager became three times more cautious.

Such a display, even if the city's richest man himself showed up, wouldn't have this kind of entourage.

Moments later, the two-meter-tall, imposing detective agency president Jiang Tao got out of the passenger seat of an old Rolls Royce. The refined hotel manager's eyes lit up. Just as she was preparing to approach and serve this very powerful man, she saw him take two steps to the rear door. Then, Jiang Tao, exuding an air of a mighty tiger, bowed slightly and personally opened the car door.

Next, a pair of black leather shoes emerged, and closely following them, a handsome young man with golden glasses perched on his nose smoothly appeared before her.

The intelligent-looking female manager gently pursed her lips, and then, under the sharp gaze of dozens of bodyguards, she walked up to the young man with utmost respect and eagerness, saying:

"Welcome to Xinxin Restaurant, sir, do you have a reservation?"

Chu Mo gently adjusted the glasses on his nose. He casually glanced at the elegantly dressed woman in front of him, and spoke in a calm voice:

"I have an appointment, in the Jubaoyuan private room!"

Upon hearing this, the woman bowed deeply once more, her voice filled with utmost respect:

"Sir, let me take you there!"

Chu Mo nodded, straightened his collar, and while stepping forward, turned to instruct Jiang Tao behind him:

"You guys wait for me in the lobby!"

"Yes, Mr. Chu!"

Jiang Tao bowed in response, and then, the group of dozens of bodyguards dispersed.

Chu Mo followed the elegant woman ahead to the elevator. They didn't take the common lift, but went directly to the VIP elevator, without any delay or waiting. They took the elevator straight to the twelfth floor. Following the young woman's steps through a corridor, they soon arrived in front of a private room with "Jubaoyuan" written on the door plaque.

"Sir, please come in. If you need anything, please feel free to tell me."

As the door to the private room opened, Chu Mo lastly nodded at the female manager as a sign of appreciation, and then, he took steps towards the interior of the room.

The moment he pushed the door open and entered, Chu Mo saw that inside the private room, a group of young men and women were chatting and laughing with one another. Chu Mo was the last to arrive, and he spoke with a smile:

"Sorry, I'm late!"

The originally lively crowd immediately quieted down. Just as Chu Mo was steadying his footing, a familiar figure suddenly stood up from the dining table. She had a smile all over her face, and she said: