Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Poly Hotel might claim to be a five-star hotel, but as a hotel in a third-tier city, it naturally couldn't compare to the luxury five-star hotels in the metropolis, each worth tens or even hundreds of billions.

The hotel had thirty-eight floors. Subtracting the first floor's lobby and various restaurants and event spaces on each floor, there were a total of three hundred and fifty-six guest rooms. Chu Mo's team of sixty bodyguards, divided into thirty groups, only had to search around a dozen rooms each. It took them just six or seven minutes to lock onto their target!

The twenty-third floor, room two thirty-seven.

When a bunch of bodyguards burst in, Zhou Zilan had locked herself in the bathroom, and the man who called himself "Brother Tan", with a crew cut, was incessantly knocking on the door, while threatening and tempting her to open it.

Upon receiving the intel, Chu Mo, accompanied by Fang Lihu and two other bodyguards, went straight to the elevator without paying any attention to the hotel manager, whose face had turned an ashen shade of green. They headed directly for the twenty-third floor.

A minute later, Chu Mo and Qian Bingxue entered the room. The crew-cut man had already been grabbed by a black-clad bodyguard and couldn't move. Zhou Zilan, with her hair disheveled, sat on a couch, her face filled with terror.

"Zilan, are you alright? Did we arrive too late?"

The moment she stepped through the door and saw Zhou Zilan's pitiful appearance, Qian Bingxue immediately rushed over. She embraced her and kept whispering words of comfort.

Seeing that Zhou Zilan was full of panic and her hair was damp and disheveled over her shoulders but her clothes were still neat, it seemed she was only frightened and hadn't suffered any real harm. This allowed Chu Mo to let out a sigh of relief. After all, they were classmates.

If he hadn't known about it, it would be one thing, but seeing an old classmate being bullied right in front of him would certainly make him uncomfortable.

Assured that Zhou Zilan was not seriously hurt, Chu Mo turned his attention back to the crew-cut man across from him.

This young man, named Tan Mingyuan, was an alumnus from a couple of years back. If it hadn't been for today's incident, they could have simply nodded at each other upon meeting. Now, Chu Mo was only thinking about how to teach him a lesson and make him suffer a bit.

In fact, before Chu Mo could take action, the crew-cut man, who had seemed so superior back in the Xinxin restaurant's private room, was already scared stiff by the scene before him. At that moment, he was being held by the collar by a black-clad bodyguard over two meters tall, completely unable to move.

The room was almost filled with at least a few dozen fierce black-clad bodyguards, all looking at him with chilly eyes.

As Chu Mo stepped forward lightly, Tan Mingyuan finally saw a familiar face. Seeming not to understand the situation fully, he grasped it like a lifeline and said to Chu Mo:

"Brother Chu Mo, it's me, Tan Mingyuan, your senior, we graduated from the same school. We're alumni. I'm innocent. I'm not to blame for today's events. It's... it's Zhou Zilan who seduced me.

Besides, I didn't really do anything to her...!"

Looking at the crew-cut man's repulsive manner, a flicker of disgust flashed in Chu Mo's eyes.

Now he remembers we were classmates. If he hadn't been so greedy and had offered to help Zhou Zilan out of school spirit, none of this would have happened!

Chu Mo gestured slightly to a bodyguard next to him, who, understanding the hint immediately, stepped forward without any further ado. He unleashed his fist, large as a casserole, and struck the crew-cut man's face hard.

The next moment, the crew-cut man, who had been pleading non-stop, suddenly howled in pain. But before his cries could go any further, the black-clad bodyguard hit him in the chest with another punch. Instantly, the man's gut-wrenching scream was quelled into his stomach, his waist arched, and aside from a gentle whimper, he couldn't make a sound.

Looking at the man with a twisted face, sweating profusely, Chu Mo said calmly:

"Since we were all schoolmates, sitting together at a meal is a kind of fate. If the schoolgirl asks for your help and you can help, you should extend a hand. No one's forcing you if you can't. To use a job opportunity to blackmail someone, that's really a disgrace to men."

Not wanting to waste words on the man before him, Chu Mo's status meant that even an extra glance at him was a waste of energy. His gaze returned to the two women on the living room sofa. Seeing that Zhou Zilan's emotions had stabilized, he decided to leave.

But unexpectedly, the crew-cut man, struck down by two punches, seemed to find some courage from somewhere and looked up at Chu Mo with a bitter and resentful gaze, saying:

"Do you think our Zhenyuan Group is some small company that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can join? Our company has a market value of thirty-eight billion yuan, a star enterprise in the entire city with excellent performance and high compensation. Every year there are countless college graduates applying for our company, yet we only recruit a few of them each year.

Let's not talk about graduates from third-rate universities; even those from prestigious universities like Beiqing have to pull strings and rely on connections to get in.

Do you know how hard I worked for this one spot? Besides, I was just offering an opportunity to join the company; it was her own decision whether to take it or not. I didn't force her at all.

We are all adults. Shouldn't we know what we need to give up to gain something? If she agreed on her own, it means that in her heart, the position is worth the sacrifice. At most, this was a consensual deal between us. By interfering like this, are you interested in Zhou Zilan? Fine, can you provide Zhou Zilan with a job better than Zhenyuan Group?"