Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Mr. Chu, the Family Head is already waiting."

Fan Gao paused for a moment, and then spoke to the hotel manager:

"This gentleman is a guest of our chairman."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man responsible for reception at the hotel no longer hindered them and bowed as he said:

"My apologies, distinguished guests, please come inside."

As Chu Mo moved forward surrounded by his group, the middle-aged man named Fan Gao explained:

"Tianxiang Garden is hosting a high-profile charity gala this time, and the entire hotel has been booked, so we are not receiving other guests. Please don't take offense, Mr. Chu." Continue reading at empire

Chu Mo waved his hand; he was about to take over the entire Tianxiangyuan, becoming its master, and the man who had just blocked him would become one of his employees. Naturally, Chu Mo wouldn't make things difficult for his own people.

As they stepped into the lobby, a melodious violin sound came from afar, and looking around, the whole hall was resplendent and splendid.

This was Chu Mo's first visit, and he casually looked around, quickly comparing it to Bafang International. After a moment, Chu Mo had to admit that even with Bafang International's luxury, it was inferior in terms of the grandeur of the lobby alone.

He glanced around, trying to find areas where Bafang International had an edge, but when he saw a huge antique vase in the center of the lobby, he had to acknowledge that as the only seven-star super grand hotel in Modu, it truly was incomparable to a five-star hotel like Bafang International.

"Mr. Chu, that vase is a porcelain piece from the Song dynasty, priced at twenty-seven million five hundred thousand. In the entire Tianxiangyuan, there are seventy-eight antiques worth over ten million each, and there are also eighty-six other antiques valued between five and ten million."

The one introducing this to Chu Mo was none other than the chief lawyer, Zhao Ziqi.

Zhao Ziqi, who had spent a month leading a team of elite lawyers in negotiations with Tianxiangyuan, knew that to be forewarned is to be forearmed. In order to secure the contract, Zhao Ziqi had naturally investigated every aspect of Tianxiangyuan thoroughly and was well-informed about the place.

Chu Mo nodded slightly. The luxury of Tianxiang Garden indeed surpassed his expectations. The mere number of precious antiques worth over ten million was astounding, revealing the wealth and effort invested by the richest man who owned it.

Now, it seemed that acquiring Modu's most luxurious super grand hotel for 22.5 billion was not a loss for him at all.

Fan Gao led the way in front of them, and they took a dedicated elevator. After the other party pressed the button for the thirty-fifth floor, Chu Mo then noticed that the elevator's floor buttons went as high as eighty-five.

Chu Mo turned his gaze to Zhao Ziqi, who immediately understood and said:

"Mr. Chu, the entire Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel has ninety-five floors, plus there are three underground parking levels. The first three floors are combined into a reception hall, with the hotel occupying floors three to eighty-five. Floors eighty-five to ninety-five are not open to the public and can only be accessed through a special passage."

Chu Mo nodded. He was indeed curious about what the top ten floors of the hotel were used for.

While they spoke, the elevator slowed to a stop. The moment they stepped out, the sound of music mixed with chatter reached them from far away.

"Mr. Chu, this way, please."

Exiting the elevator, they found themselves in a luxurious ballroom. All around were ladies of high society and societal elites; it was a gathering of Modu's elite class.

This made Chu Mo think of the last event he attended with Yang Xuan, the Zhou family wedding banquet.

Compared to that time, the scale here seemed no less significant.

Moreover, being able to book the entire Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel indicated that the organizer of the gala had significant influence—most likely on the level of the four great families or so.

On the brightly lit stage, a stunningly beautiful young woman was passionately playing the piano. In the vast dance floor, high society ladies and upper-crust elites danced in pairs, each with a look of elegance and joy on their faces.

The middle-aged man named Fan Gao led Chu Mo to a spot by the window of the hall, from where they could look down and admire Modu's bustling scenery.

"Chairman, this is Mr. Chu Mo from Bafang International... Mr. Chu, let me introduce you, this gentleman is the chairman of An Tianxia Security Company, Fan Zhijian."

After introducing them, the robust man took a small step back, evidently recognizing that he no longer had the standing to speak here.

At that moment, Chu Mo silently sized up the man before him.

The man appeared to be around fifty, with a crew cut and three deep wrinkles on his forehead, but most notable were his sharp, eagle-like eyes.

This person was the head of the Fan family of Modu, ranked fifth, Fan Zhijian.

This time, Chu Mo did not reach out to shake hands first. He simply waited quietly, and after what seemed like the space of two breaths, the crew-cut man finally spoke up with a hearty laugh:

"Mr. Chu, my son is ignorant. I hope you can be magnanimous."

Chu Mo understood that he was referring to the incident at Houhai Bar. Even though the Fan family had taken a stance against Chu Mo, no conflict had broken out, and this was an apology that had to be conveyed. That was also why Chu Mo had not initiated the conversation.

With a faint smile on his handsome face, Chu Mo extended his hand and grasped the other's, his voice clear and upbeat:

"It's all a misunderstanding. I haven't even personally met Fan's son, so there's no question of forgiving or not forgiving."

As Chu Mo finished speaking, the man on the other side gently waved to a server on the side. Shortly after, as the server approached with a tray, the crew-cut man personally took two glasses of red wine and handed one to Chu Mo. Then, raising his glass to Chu Mo, he softly said: