Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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The gap between him and Zhou Ruyi was definitely as vast as that between the clouds and the mud.

Even though the Zhou family had fallen from grace, they still had assets worth a hundred billion, and as the only daughter of the present Family Head Zhou Weimin, Zhou Ruyi's marital prospects absolutely could not include a poor boy like the one before them.

Of course, Chu Mo was not someone Zhou Ruyi knew, and he had no interest in breaking up lovebirds, but he definitely didn't want to drink the baijiu in front of him, which wasn't to say he looked down on the other party. Chu Mo had once been an ordinary person himself, the most ordinary kind, and although he might beat up second and third generation rich kids, he absolutely did not entertain the idea of making life difficult for ordinary people.

If the drink had been a red wine with a very low alcohol content, he might have just tilted his head back and downed it, but this baijiu with an obviously high alcohol content was something he would never let himself suffer from.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Chu Mo straightforwardly said:

"Xiao Kuan, right? I'm not used to this liquor. I'll treat you next time."

Chu Mo's straightforward refusal immediately darkened the expression of the sunny-looking boy next to him, and at that moment, as the atmosphere on site gradually became tense, a girl named Pei Er across from them suddenly broke the silence, saying:

"Chu Mo, is the person behind you your bodyguard? He looks pretty strong. I'm a fourth-degree black belt in taekwondo, I wonder if there's a chance to spar with your bodyguard!"

Pei Er, the girl with a ponytail, had bright eyes and carried an icy aura about her, making most boys not even dare to make eye contact with her.

It wasn't until then that Chu Mo noticed the layers of calluses on both of her hands.

A black belt represents a practitioner who has undergone long-term and arduous training, and whose technical movements and mental cultivation have matured considerably. It also symbolizes that a taekwondo black belt is not influenced by darkness or fear.

Only advanced practitioners or experts are qualified to wear a black belt. Obtaining the first-degree black belt entitles one to compete in national or international taekwondo competitions and to serve as a taekwondo instructor, guiding others in the sport.

A fourth-degree black belt is eligible to open a gym, act as the head or chief instructor, and can apply for qualifications as an international coach or international referee.

A fourth-degree black belt is referred to as "Master Instructor" (the teacher of teachers, akin to "Professor"), while those above fifth-degree can be called "Grandmasters" in taekwondo.

The girl before him was of the same age as Zhou Ruyi, only in her early twenties. To reach such a level at this age is indeed a feat worthy of awe for ordinary people.

Chu Mo slightly turned his head and glanced at Lei Ting behind him, but within a moment, he suddenly chuckled.

No matter how formidable the ponytailed girl was, no matter if she was a fourth-degree or ninth-degree black belt, she was ultimately only the pinnacle in the eyes of ordinary people. In the eyes of a real martial arts master, she was still at an insignificant level.

Being a first-rate master was the limit she could reach in her lifetime. As for half-step Grandmasters, she couldn't even begin to approach that threshold, and the so-called Great Grandmasters were, to the girl before him, nothing short of legendary beings.

Seeing Chu Mo suddenly smile, the ponytailed girl's expression turned even colder. She sensed an insulting intent in Chu Mo's demeanor, and as she was about to stand up and teach this insolent youth a lesson, suddenly, she felt an overwhelming pressure that suffocated her. This mountain-like oppression made it impossible for her to breathe and even stopped her heart from beating for a moment!

When she lifted her fear-stricken face, her gaze finally settled on the tall man standing behind the bespectacled young man.

Pei Er, covered in sweat on her forehead, stared blankly at the tall man opposite her, a robust man filled with explosive muscles.

Pei Er had already felt that he was no ordinary man and might also be a high-ranking judo master. She suspected he relied on his stature to achieve the strength of a first or second-degree black belt. She had even simulated a fight between them in her mind.

Although she wasn't as strong as him, she could use her agility to spar, and eventually rely on her technical superiority to take him down.

But obviously, this was just wishful thinking on her part, and at that moment, Pei Er deeply felt what was meant by "hierarchical suppression."

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The terrifying man opposite had not made any move, merely a glance.

Yes, just a light glance in her direction, and Pei Er felt as if her blood was flowing backward, as if she had been plunged into an icy cave. At this moment, she was sweating coldly all over, her limbs stiff and powerless. At this time, Pei Er couldn't even think about confronting someone in battle; she couldn't even manage to move her fingers!

What kind of terrifying monster was the man opposite?

Just a glance had robbed a black belt fourth dan martial artist of all combat ability. If he had actually made a move, how formidable would his combat power be?

Pei Er, who had been sharp-tongued just moments ago, now sat quietly in her original seat like a tamed kitten. The ponytailed girl bowed her head deeply and no longer dared to make the slightest movement.

While everyone in the booth was preoccupied with their own thoughts, a melodious ringtone sounded.

Chu Mo immediately took out his phone from his pocket. He first pressed the mute button and then glanced at the caller ID. When he realized that the call was from Qiu Shui, who was far away in Saudi Arabia, he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

After a moment, Chu Mo, who had straightened up slightly, pressed the answer button gently.

There are several hours of time difference between Shanghai and Saudi Arabia. Although it was ten o'clock in the evening in Shanghai, the skies in Saudi Arabia should not yet be dark, it was just dinner time.

As the person in charge of both Saudi Arabia and Dubai, Qiu Shui's assets had reached four hundred billion. Among all of Chu Mo's representatives, she was the wealthiest, and even Zhan Bingxue or Dong Xun'er could not compare.

Saudi Arabia and Dubai were Chu Mo's earliest overseas investments. Chu Mo had good personal relations with the kings and princes of these two countries, and with over a year of operations, there was already a deep connection between these countries and Chu Mo.

As the link between him and the two countries, Qiu Shui's presence was naturally very important. Now, Qiu Shui had become one of Chu Mo's most important representatives and was also highly trusted by Chu Mo.

Without delay, after answering the phone, Chu Mo said with a touch of concern:

"Calling at this hour, is there something urgent?"

Chu Mo's total investment in Dubai and Saudi Arabia had exceeded four hundred billion. With such a huge amount of funds, Chu Mo was naturally very concerned, and almost every once in a while, Qiu Shui would take the initiative to call and report the situation.

On the other end of the phone, Qiu Shui's delicate and gentle voice reached his eardrums:

"Can't I contact you if there is nothing urgent?"

Chu Mo could sense a slight discontent in her words. He and Qiu Shui only met a few times a year, mostly keeping in touch via phone calls. Since they didn't talk on the phone that much, he responded with a slight smile curving his lips, Chu Mo said:

"You sound in a good mood! Is there any good news?"

"It's not really a big deal, Mr. Chu, but do you know of a country in Africa called Gambia? It's a small coastal nation with a land area of just one hundred thousand square kilometers and a population of six million. Once listed by the United Nations as one of the least developed countries in the world, the local people mainly rely on fishing and farming for their livelihoods, yet they still rely on international aid just to have barely enough to eat.

Gambia is located in the relatively arid region of Africa and is very economically underdeveloped, but the natural conditions are actually quite good. A typical tropical savanna climate brings considerable rainfall, and there is a Gambia River running through the territory. Most importantly, the beaches and sunlight here are great...

Today, the king of Gambia contacted me, saying there is something very important he wants to discuss!"

Qiu Shui's voice was as gentle as water on the phone, yet her tone was absolutely respectful.

When a king of an African country personally makes contact, it's clear how much of a formidable figure Qiu Shui has become.