Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Amidst the reeds so lush and green, morning dew turns into frost so keen. The fair one I seek, across the water she lies, beyond reach yet ever close in my thoughts.

As Chu Mo gazed at the delicate and lovely woman before him, these verses suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The person before him was not the imagined Zhou Yuanyuan, but Zhou Weimin's only daughter, Zhou Ruyi, a woman who had never drawn Chu Mo's attention and seemed utterly inconsequential.

It took but a moment for Chu Mo to guess the purpose behind her seeking this turnabout.

Due to the interference from Chu Mo and the eight major families, the Zhou family was now in chaos, in complete disarray. The Zhou family no longer possessed the nobility of one of the four great families of Magic Capital, all that remained was ruin, open to being butchered and manipulated by others.

As for the woman in front of him, her purpose in seeking him out was nothing more than to persuade him to stop funding Zhou Weijun, so that her father, the current Family Head, Zhou Weimin, could continue to hold power.

Yet, as the saying goes, ideals are plump, but reality is skeletal.

Chu Mo's reason for getting involved in the Zhou family affairs was not that he wanted to, nor that he really wished to control the Zhou family; it was because the eight major families of Hua Country had been intervening behind the scenes.

The head maid He Qing personally brought tea for them. It wasn't the billion-dollar Spirit Rhyme Tea—Chu Mo had already finished that rare tea. The only tea left in the house was top-grade tea worth a million per pound.

Yet, tea that cost a million a pound was not something just anyone could enjoy. Only someone like Chu Mo, whose net worth was immeasurable, could indulge in such luxury, even if they were billionaires, most wouldn't usually have the heart to drink such expensive tea.

The personal maid He Qing placed the teacups in front of them and then respectfully excused herself. Suddenly, the study was left with only Chu Mo and the woman before him.

But this didn't mean Chu Mo's safety was at risk. Right beside the study door, bodyguard vice-captain Fan Gao and a top professional bodyguard were stationed just a few meters away. Their gazes were sharp, closely monitoring every move in the study, and should the Zhou family's young lady act inappropriately, they would rush in at once to control the situation.

Chu Mo picked up the tea and gently tasted it, then took a deep breath and said,

"Miss Ruyi, this is our first meeting, though I do have some connections with your two cousins. Zhou Tianqi is one of the Four Young Masters of Magic Capital, the future heir of the Zhou family, while Zhou Tianfang and I could be described as friends through adversity. You, Miss Ruyi, are quite low-key, as we rarely see you in public."

Chu Mo was the first to break the silence, speaking unhurriedly to the woman sitting across from him, whose expression was calm,

"It's just strict family discipline. As for my two cousins, they have indeed caused Mr. Chu some trouble, especially that Zhou Tianfang, spoiled by grandfather since childhood and used to being lawless. But since he was taught a lesson by Mr. Chu last time, he has become much more well-behaved."

Chu Mo slightly raised an eyebrow. It was the first time he took a serious look at the woman before him. When he saw the hint of chill between her brows, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Whether it's the Zhou family brothers or the young miss before him, in front of Chu Mo, they were just juniors. Even their fathers would have to act obsequiously in front of Chu Mo. He certainly didn't want to waste too much time on these younger generations.

So, straightening up slightly with a somewhat playful expression, Chu Mo said casually,

"Miss Zhou, you didn't come here just to have tea, did you?"

Upon hearing this, the stunning woman in red likewise fixed her gaze on Chu Mo. For the first time, a ripple appeared in her eyes, which were usually as calm as still water. Taking a deep breath, the beautiful woman named Zhou Ruyi spoke earnestly,

"My visit this time... I don't need to say it, Mr. Chu, you surely understand my purpose. The Zhou family cannot continue in this chaos; otherwise, the century-old foundation will surely be destroyed. I only hope that Mr. Chu, in the spirit of my grandfather in heaven, will spare our Zhou family."

The smile on Chu Mo's lips grew more pronounced. He suddenly found the young miss of the Zhou family somewhat naïve, even to the point of being laughably so.

To gain an advantage for Zhou Weijun in competing for the position of Family Head, he had already tapped into a vast network of relationships and resources, with the financial cost alone reaching over ten billion. Given all that money spent without so much as a ripple in return, how could he possibly give up because of a few insubstantial words from a young girl?

If the squeeze Shi Yuan Entertainment was putting on the Zhou family's Tianhua Entertainment was included, Chu Mo's total investment in the Zhou family's struggles had already exceeded twenty billion.

Twenty billion is not the same as two hundred. Across all of Hua Country, the number of people who could fork over twenty billion at once could likely be counted on one hand. Moreover, that sum could create countless new billionaires.

With such a massive investment in play, the idea of Chu Mo withdrawing was unthinkable unless an incredibly advantageous offer was made.

As for the sake of the old Zhou family master's face...

The old master of the Zhou family, Zhou Shixing, had passed away nearly a year ago, and Chu Mo didn't owe him anything. At most, his dealings with the Zhou family involved the purchase of Magic Capital's second-tallest building, but that was a proper transaction where he paid 27 billion in cash. Besides that transactional relationship, there was nothing further.

While Chu Mo held a great deal of respect for the old Zhou family master, Zhou Shixing, the man was already deceased, and now even the Zhou family brothers were fighting to the death over the inheritance. With the Zhou family members themselves disregarding the old master's will, how could Chu Mo, an outsider, possibly care?

With a remarkably calm demeanor, Chu Mo rose to his feet. He carefully returned a book on the desk to the bookshelf beside him. After rummaging through the bookshelf, he took out another prose book and said with a nonchalant voice,