Trillionaire's Slice of Life

You should know, as the Head of the Fan family and with our entire Fan family being a hundred-billion-yuan enterprise, even I can only use ten billion yuan at a time, and that's already a stretch. However, that Chu Mo has spent over a hundred billion, before and after.

Just one of his bank cards is another hundred billion, imagine, what kind of terrifying power must be backing him up?

At the very least a starting point of a trillion... Do you understand?

When I said that lad is one of the top talents in our entire Magic Capital, encouraging you to interact with him was because I thought if the two of you really take a liking to one another, and ultimately end up together, you, my girl, would truly step into an even higher stratosphere, one that even your father would have to look up to,"

After learning these secrets, Fan Pingping pinched the middle-aged man next to her hard and pouted,

"Dad, why didn't you tell me all this earlier? What's the use of saying it now? I almost insulted him just now."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Fan Zhijian sighed lightly, slightly disappointed,

"That would only prove that you two are not fated to be. If I had told you about all this beforehand, you would have been cautious and tense in front of him, unable to show your true self. And you, as seen through that young man's eyes with your guarded demeanor, would definitely not have caught his interest.

Only by not knowing and being unreserved in showing your true self could you possibly catch his eye... But now, it seems that the two of you are destined to be apart. Such matters cannot be forced."

Fan Zhijian sighed over the son-in-law that had slipped away, while the image of a young man suddenly appeared in the woman in white's mind.

Especially when he put on the glasses, the mature confidence that he exuded, calm and elegant, it was truly captivating.

Her heart stirred slightly, a sensation she had never felt with any of the five rich heirs she met for arranged dates before.

...

Amidst the Fan father and daughter's sighs and fluttering heartbeats, Chu Mo, accompanied by Yin Yao and taking the private lift, finally arrived at the eighty-sixth floor of the hotel.

From the moment they stepped into the elevator, this area was no longer accessible to ordinary guests.

Neither the bodyguards nor the accompanying staff were allowed to enter; only Chu Mo and Yin Yao were eligible.

Of course, after today, once Yin Yao leaves to join Wanlin Group, if he returns one day, he would lose the chance to step here again, as his assets do not meet the minimum requirement of ten billion.

"Mr. Chu, from the eighty-sixth to the ninety-fifth floor of Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel, a total of ten floors, with three floors interconnected to form a series theme aside from the highest ninety-fifth floor. There are three themes in total, and what we are seeing now is the first theme, the 'garden theme', combining the eighty-sixth, eighty-seventh, and eighty-eighth floors,"

The middle-aged man had a trace of confidence and pride on his face as he introduced the place to Chu Mo, with a hint of regret in his eyes—clearly, not to mention the wealthiest man, even he was reluctant to leave this place.

Even though Chu Mo had his expectations, and despite having raised the bar in his mind for Tianxiang Garden, when he stepped onto the eighty-sixth floor, his eyes still widened in amazement.

As Yin Yao said, with three floors interconnected, the space seemed extraordinarily spacious. Unlike the luxurious lobby on the first floor, this place was imbued with a quiet and elegant charm.

In sight was not some antique vase or modern decoration, but a tranquil and traditional setting of little bridges over flowing streams.

There were gardens blooming with various kinds of flowers, waterfalls and creeks, ponds and little bridges, and even many trees planted around, with cherry blossoms in full bloom, offering a picturesque view.

The chirping of birds by his ear snapped Chu Mo out of his reverie; looking up, he indeed saw pairs of birds chirping on tall branches, while the little wooden hut under the trees exuded a sense of closeness to a pastoral idyll.

Here, far surpassed Chu Mo's wildest imaginations.

He had thought luxury clubs would be filled with sumptuous and magnificent features, but it was only when he actually arrived that he realized what the limit of his imagination had been—the kind of places the rich were already tired of.
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While he was still pursuing material pleasures, the top echelon had returned to simplicity, beginning to enjoy the peace of country living.

Little bridges, flowing water, the sound of birds, and the scent of flowers—the eighty-sixth floor of Tianxiang Garden possessed this theme.

"Mr. Chu, let me take you to meet the manager of this floor,"

Yin Yao, standing by with a gentle voice, exhibited satisfaction, and the astonishment in Chu Mo's eyes was the highest praise for him.

With his right hand subtly gesturing, Yin Yao's demeanor became extraordinarily humble and respectful.

He was no longer the Chairman of Tianxiang Garden. After returning to the wealthiest man's side, he would take up a new position at Wanlin Group.

In strict terms, he was merely an employee, while Chu Mo was a hidden mastermind, with an insurmountable gap between them.

They strolled down the flower-bordered path gently; the path, barely a meter wide, was a bit crowded side by side. The middle-aged man at Chu Mo's side consciously fell half a step behind, his tone somewhat ingratiating, as if paving the way for his future.

Chatting and laughing, they arrived in front of a wooden hut under a cherry tree, where Yin Yao straightened up, his voice becoming indifferent but still powerful,

"Miss Lin, it's me, Yin Yao. I hope I'm not disturbing you."