Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chu Mo had significant connections with these few individuals; for instance, Tianxiang Garden, the only seven-star hotel in the magical city, was acquired from the wealthiest man, Zhang Dahua. Furthermore, the tycoon's son, Zhang Dongdong, is currently employed at Chu Mo's Longevity Club.

As for Alibaba's Chairman, Ma Yu, Chu Mo also owned a hundred billion in Alibaba stocks and was also one of its antiques. As for Ren Wenxuan of Shangyuan Entertainment, Chu Mo's Shi Yuan Entertainment still maintained a cooperative relationship with the former.

Nowadays, Shangyuan Entertainment had a market value of one hundred and eighty billion, ranking first in the entertainment industry, whereas Chu Mo's Shi Yuan Entertainment, after a year of rapid development, had assets that also exceeded a hundred billion, ranking as the second-largest entertainment company. It was due to this that Chu Mo and Ren Wenxuan's relationship was considered quite good.

Surrounded by many people, these top-tier tycoons, naturally, with their status, were definitely the center of attention in any gathering, like stars surrounding the moon.

Just as Chu Mo was considering whether to go over and greet them, his phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took out his phone to glance at the incoming call number, a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The caller was none other than Fang Nianhan, whom he had met on the yacht before.

They had just parted ways, exchanging phone numbers, and he hadn't expected the other party to contact him so soon. Chu Mo hesitated for an instant before casually pressing the answer button.

"Mr. Chu, I'm right outside the Futong Building, but I can't get in because I don't have an invitation. I have some matters I'd like to discuss with you. What do you think..."

The cautious voice of Fang Nianhan came from the other side of the phone, and upon hearing this, Chu Mo immediately thought of the Grandmaster from the Fang family and, without hesitation, he nodded and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Mo directly spoke to Fan Gao beside him:

"Fang Nianhan is stopped outside. Please, go and fetch her."

Upon receiving the order, Fan Gao, the captain of the bodyguards, bowed respectfully before departing.

Chu Mo had several invitations; he and Jiang Tao and Fan Gao used three, still leaving one spare. The last invitation was originally intended for Jiang Rourou, but she did not wish to attend, leaving it unused. Now, this invitation came in handy.

As Fan Gao left, Chu Mo casually beckoned toward a server nearby. The young server approached promptly, and after receiving a glass of red wine from the server, Chu Mo was gently tasting it when Fan Gao and a beautiful woman came walking toward him.

Clearly, Fang Nianhan had already dressed up elaborately, looking quite different from the casual attire she wore on the yacht. She was now in a striking evening gown that made her look dazzling.

However, her outfit didn't attract much attention; most of the people who could enter here were billionaires who had weathered great storms. They were shrewd individuals, and the likes of trouble-making rich second generations were hardly present.

In her status, Fang Nianhan wouldn't qualify to attend this gathering. Even Liu Wei, the prospective heir to the three hundred billion Liu family, didn't receive an invitation, indicating the exclusivity of the event. Fang Nianhan's presence was solely due to Chu Mo's influence.

Holding up her gown as if she were a butterfly, Fang Nianhan approached Chu Mo lightly, yet her efforts to dress up didn't attract much notice.

Her so-called title as one of Capital City's four great beauties was merely the product of boredom among the second and third generations. In their circles, Fang Nianhan might be the center of everyone's attention, the goddess in their eyes, but in this hall filled with billionaires and elite tycoons, even a nymph with a beauty score of ninety-eight was merely an ornament to these sharks.

Chu Mo nodded gently to the beautiful woman in front of him; his interest, in fact, lay with the Grandmaster behind her. As for Fang Nianhan herself, Chu Mo truly did not care much. Not to mention, the three female attendants he had taken from the Zhao family each had a beauty that did not fall short of hers, and Xiao Shuang, among them, even possessed a near-perfect beauty score of ninety-nine.

If Chu Mo was interested, he could simply motion with his hand, and the three attendants would immediately serve him wholeheartedly, without any need for him to curry favor with any daughter of the Fang family.

"Chu Mo, I just want to talk to you about Guangsha Company's affairs. Our company is located in the nearby Guang'an Building. I have already summoned all the staff, and after Chu Mo finishes the party, you might take a look on your way."

Chu Mo simply smiled lightly, he gave no commitment.

The so-called Guangsha Bodyguard Company was just a plaything created by a second-generation rich kid, Fang Nianhan, with a market value of only a few million and a staff of twenty to thirty people, far less than the once-famous Phoenix Bodyguard Company, which naturally held no interest for Chu Mo.

As Fang Nianhan waited with hope written all over his face, a portly middle-aged man slowly approached from the nearby dining table, laughing heartily as he came to stand before Chu Mo and his group:

"I thought I saw Mr. Chu just now. With so many people in the hall, aside from us old folks, it's only Mr. Chu who is so young and promising. Let me introduce myself; my name is Han Zhengping, Chairman of Guang'an Building."

Calling himself Han Zhengping, the portly middle-aged man exuded a scholarly and extraordinary air, standing slightly pot-bellied yet carrying a commanding presence that demanded submission.

Chu Mo was not familiar with this man, he might have seen him somewhere, but no memory lingered in his mind; however, this did not prevent a polite greeting. Extending his hand lightly, Chu Mo shook hands with the portly man in front of him, nodding at the same time:

"Chairman Han, I have long heard of your great reputation!"

After shaking hands, the middle-aged man turned to Fang Nianhan and said:

"This must be the daughter of the Fang Hongfu family. The little lady is quite astute. Your Guangsha Company is doing well."

A flash of excitement in her eyes, Fang Nianhan immediately nodded. Even her father, the head of the Fang family, Fang Hongfu, had to bow in front of this tycoon. As a junior, Fang Nianhan certainly didn't dare to put on airs. She greeted him with a smile, lowering her head and sweetly said:

"Uncle Han, hello! Nianhan is just dabbling, I appreciate your concern."

The address of Fang Nianhan's Guangsha Company was in this middle-aged fat man's property. Guang'an Building was one of the famous landmark buildings in Capital City, not as renowned as the number one skyscraper, Tianxin Building, but nevertheless a property worth over ten billion.

The middle-aged man's target was clearly not the minor Fang Nianhan; he turned his gaze to Chu Mo, smiling broadly as he said:

"Chairman Chu, I've heard that Tianxin Building has changed hands. The Luo family sold Jiang Tao's Tianxin Building to Chairman Chu for fifty billion. I also heard that Chairman Chu likes to acquire tall buildings. Is Moon Lake Tower in Suzhou City your next target? I wonder if you would be interested in my Guang'an Building!"

The dignified middle-aged man spoke with a smile on his face, causing Fang Nianhan beside him to hold her breath.

Guang'an Building was one of the top ten high-rises in Capital City and the most famous landmark of the Guang'an district, with the whole building standing 376 meters tall, integrating dining, entertainment, and shopping, and valued at over ten billion. Fang Nianhan's company, located on the 27th floor of this building, was paying a rent of four to five hundred thousand a year.

At this moment, Fang Nianhan swallowed nervously, feeling extremely fortunate to be here. Back in her small circle, where the second-generation heirs mostly talked about various indulgences, and even if they occasionally discussed entrepreneurship, it was about small projects worth a million or so at most.

Occasionally, someone who could raise a fund of ten million was considered at the top in their circle.

Now, at such a high-society event of the wealthy, where the real tycoons talked about projects often valued over ten billion, these were the people who truly determined the financial direction of Hua Country.

Under Fang Nianhan's intense gaze, Chu Mo, with an indifferent expression, slightly curled up the corners of his mouth and spoke in a calm voice:

"Guang'an Building, Chairman Han, please elaborate!"