Trillionaire's Slice of Life

At the break of dawn, when the chirping of birds came through the window, Chu Mo awakened from his sleep.

By his side, Yang Xuan curled up like a kitten on his chest...

Chu Mo did not immediately get out of bed. Instead, he watched her fair face, this enchanting visage that had appeared countless times in his dreams.

And now, the once high and mighty goddess had finally surrendered beneath him...

...

Chu Mo didn't disturb her slumber and got out of bed silently. After washing up in the ensuite bathroom and noticing that she was still deep in sleep, he went downstairs on his own.

Taking the elevator to the first-floor lobby, the diligent butler immediately came forward to greet him.

"Mr. Chu, breakfast is ready."

Danny greeted him respectfully and Chu Mo, with a slight nod, headed straight for the kitchen.

The usual dozen or so exquisite breakfast dishes.

Having had an intense workout the night before, the now famished Chu Mo began to wolf down his food.

After polishing off a basket of crystal shrimp dumplings and feeling somewhat sated, Chu Mo finally paused and turned to address Danny who stood behind him:

"How is the lawyer you invited when we signed the contract with Fudan University last time?"

"Do you mean Zhao Ziqi?"

Danny stepped forward slightly, bowing a bit as he replied respectfully:

"Ziqi and I are classmates. We've known each other for decades. He is now the lead lawyer at Hua Zheng Law Firm, highly skilled. Mr. Chu, please feel free to give any instructions."

After sipping his rice porridge, Chu Mo wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and then spoke:

"I attended the Zhou family's wedding banquet last night and discussed a business deal with the Zhou family patriarch. You should know about the MoDu Financial Tower.

I plan to buy it from the Zhou family for twenty-seven billion. Could you contact your classmate and ask him to gather a few colleagues and proceed to the Zhou family on my behalf to sign the contract? Read new chapters at empire

I've already settled the rough amount with the Zhou family patriarch, but for the specific details, I'd like Lawyer Zhao to try his best to negotiate."

Standing beside him, Danny bowed respectfully and replied with a steady voice:

"Please be assured, Mr. Chu, my old classmate is absolutely reliable."

Chu Mo nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly:

"I'm likely to need legal services quite often in private in the future and cannot inconvenience others every time. Ask your friend if he is interested in working for me. Whatever Hua Zheng Law Firm pays him, I'll offer double.

In addition, I will set up a law firm of my own, which he can lead and handpick his team to establish. The compensation for everyone will be in line with the highest industry standards.

Of course, I only want the best. As for anyone he deems talented, there's no concern about how high the salary might be. Regardless of the cost, they can be brought into the company.

If he's interested, once the MoDu Financial Tower deal is done, he can come over here."

Danny nodded once more, his voice steady:

"I will surely persuade Ziqi."

Chu Mo waved his hand, indicating that Danny should get on with his work. After Danny's figure disappeared from the dining room, Chu Mo leisurely finished off the last crystal shrimp dumpling, wiped his hands gently, and then stood up and left the dining room.

Butler Danny was not present, so the Head Maid He Qing followed respectfully by Chu Mo's side, ready to attend to his orders at any moment.

In the living room, Chu Mo glanced toward the staircase and gave his commands with a slight tilt of his head:

"If Yang Xuan wakes up, you serve her breakfast and accompany her around the villa. If she wants to leave, have the bodyguards take her home," he instructed.

The maid with a master's degree gently complied.

Having nothing else to do and after a moment's hesitation, Chu Mo headed toward the exit of the living room.

A maid immediately prepared his shoes, swapping the slippers off his feet, and stepping into the bright morning sunshine, Chu Mo made his way to the parking lot.

Emperor Xuan Villas' Villa No.1 boasted three parking spots, parked with a Rolls-Royce Phantom, a Bentley, and the recently acquired Bugatti Veyron.

"Mr. Chu, do you have any orders?"

Bodyguard Captain Shou Bo, accompanied by two towering men in black, trailed behind. After taking the car keys from Shou Bo, Chu Mo directly got into the driver's seat of the Bugatti Veyron, started the vehicle, and said casually:

"I'm going out for a ride alone, no need to follow."

As the roar of the Bugatti faded into the distance, the security at the villa gates did not interfere and promptly opened the gate.

Once out of the Emperor Xuan Villas, he changed direction, and the supercar, worth 42 million, headed toward the heart of Mordor's financial district.

As Hua Country's bustling financial hub, Mordor was home to three of the largest luxury shopping venues. One of them was the Mordor Central Mall on Honghe Road, which was precisely where Chu Mo had taken Chu Xiner shopping last time.

The second venue was the Mordor Lujiazui Group. Centered around Lujiazui, it radiated to the many shopping areas of the CBD. Having opened at the end of last year, it quickly became a high-profile commercial landmark and a prime business center known for its immense commercial influence and trendsetting appeal in Mordor.

The third venue was the very Mordor Financial Tower Chu Mo was about to acquire. Known as a palace of shopping with a world-class high-end positioning, it housed hundreds of top international brands. The entire tower represented the pinnacle of shopping, dining, entertainment, and lifestyle.

Whenever Chu Mo passed by the place in the past, he would only glance at it deeply but never entered of his own volition.

Now, this hundred-story skyscraper was about to become his personal asset; it was only reasonable for him to have a look inside to justify the acquisition.

As the Bugatti Veyron smoothly pulled into a parking space in front of the Financial Tower, a doorman came forth to greet him. Stepping out of the car and handing over the keys, Chu Mo left the rest to be handled without his concern.

He was wearing top-tier, handcrafted Italian leather shoes, while his seemingly simple casual clothes were designed by a renowned designer from France. On his wrist, the Patek Philippe watch alone was worth ten million. The simple, effortless ensemble he wore was valued at over twenty million.

At that moment, calling Chu Mo a walking vault wouldn't have been an exaggeration.

He didn't hurry into the building but stood quietly in front of the main entrance of the Financial Tower, looking up gently at the majestic and spectacular sight of Mordor's second tallest building, rising a full hundred floors.

An ordinary person looking up from this spot would feel a profound sense of insignificance welling up from deep within.

But Chu Mo's heart was calm and indifferent.

By today at the latest, once he signed his name on the contract, the tower would bear his mark.

If he wished, Chu Mo could even decide the future of the entire building with a single word.

It was this confidence that allowed him to remain as calm as still water.

The doorman, who had parked the car, held the Bugatti's keys in his hand, wanting to return them to the young man before him.

However, the man simply stood there, looking up slightly. For some reason, the doorman felt a strong pressure emanating from him.

This invisible, intangible pressure permeated the doorman's very soul.

It kept him from advancing even half a step closer.