Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chu Mo took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce this time, leaving the comfortable back seats to the two girls.

A twelve-car luxury convoy, each worth tens of millions, slowly got underway. Chu Mo didn't speak. Throughout the trip, the two women in the back huddled together, whispering something to each other from time to time. Their gazes hardly ever left Chu Mo's back. Without asking, it was clear that their conversation revolved around Chu Mo.

The convoy moved smoothly without encountering any trouble.

In the passenger seat, Chu Mo closed his eyes slightly. He couldn't join in on the conversation of the two girls behind him, but his mind was busy contemplating other matters.

In S City, this small county town, he almost had no arrangements or influence, except for a dozen bodyguards lurking in the shadows, protecting his parents' safety at all times. During his visit these few days, Chu Mo kept probing, wanting his parents to join him in the metropolitan city, to quit their jobs here, and to really enjoy life, but they refused.

The old couple had lived here for decades and had developed deep attachments. Whether it was the neighbors or the place where they had worked for many years, everything was filled with sentiment. To quit their jobs and move with Chu Mo to the metropolitan city meant leaving everything behind and starting anew, which they naturally found very hard to let go of.

Therefore, his parents were not willing to go with him to the metropolitan city. Chu Mo also could not rest easy about their welfare, and having just a dozen bodyguards did not entirely reassure him. With these various concerns, Chu Mo had actually already started considering establishing his influence in S City.

S City was only a third-tier, or even smaller, county town without the prosperity of the metropolitan city. It was difficult for large enterprises to survive here. Generally, a company worth a few billion would be supported as a key city enterprise. As for those with assets worth hundreds of billions or even trillions, they would definitely not choose to set roots here.

Chu Mo's planning here didn't need much thought or cost. His only aim was to ensure his parents' safety so that in case of any trouble, local forces could respond instantly and provide full support. This was his fundamental goal.

Glancing through the rearview mirror at the two women huddled together, chattering away, he thought that since things had already come this far and he had also promised Zhou Zilan a good job, and since Zhou Zilan was a local, he might as well make her the beneficiary of his support.

Chu Mo didn't need Zhou Zilan to be exceptionally talented. The truly talented and capable people were not what he was looking for. His setup in S City wasn't going to be very extensive, perhaps just a few billion in scale, and Zhou Zilan's only task was to take good care of his parents. Ensuring no mishap befell them would be sufficient.

With a plan in mind, Chu Mo suddenly spoke up to the two women behind him:

"Zilan, I plan to start a cosmetics company with an initial investment of ten billion, and you'll be the chairwoman!"

"Ah... I can't do this, I don't know anything...!" the woman in the red dress behind him immediately shook her head, her face turning bright red. She knew what she was capable of—simple tasks like serving tea and water, things that didn't require much thinking. Actually managing as a decision-maker would just be a waste of money.

Chu Mo didn't argue with her, but simply said in an indifferent tone:

"If I say you can do it, then you can do it, even if you can't!"

His voice was impassive, almost devoid of any emotion, yet these simple words settled Zhou Zilan, who was about to deny it vehemently. She bit her lip lightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Chu Mo's broad back. After a long silence, she finally spoke softly:

"I understand what to do now. From now on, Chu Mo, you're my boss. Whatever you ask of me, I'll do it! You saved my life, and today, I entrust it to you."

Chu Mo didn't respond, simply nodding slightly. Then he gave orders to Jiang Tao, who was driving:

"Arrange a villa for Miss Zhou in S City. The level and benefits should match those of the spokespersons in the metropolitan city. Maids, bodyguards, cars—all of it should be the best!"

Jiang Tao, the head of the detective agency, drove and nodded seriously:

"Understood, Mr. Chu. I know what to do."

After a pause, Jiang Tao spoke earnestly:

"Mr. Chu, we have a standalone villa in S City at Haver International, originally intended for you. It also serves as the headquarters for all our bodyguards in S City. The entire villa is 2,700 square meters. It may not be as luxurious as those in the metropolitan city, but it's probably the most luxurious villa in S City.

The Haver International villa, spread over three floors, has a total construction area of 1,200 square meters and a courtyard of over 2,000 square meters with a swimming pool. Since the villa was prepared for you, the furnishings are all top-notch! What do you think about this villa for Miss Zhou...?"

Chu Mo was unaware of the existence of this villa, but to secure his family's safety, more than a dozen professional bodyguards had been stationed in S City, guarding his parents round the clock. Chu Mo had once given Jiang Tao full authority to handle the security arrangements in S City.

Where these bodyguards lived was never his concern until now, when he learned there was a villa serving as a base.

Property prices in S City couldn't compare with those in the metropolitan city. Even a villa of over 2,000 square meters in the metropolitan area would cost at least four to five billion, and those in prime locations could reach tens of billions. However, in S City, it might only cost a few hundred million to just under a billion, certainly not more than twenty or thirty million.