Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chapter 38: Chapter 36: The Luxurious Supergroup of Tycoons

"Hahaha... Chu Mo is truly remarkable for his age," he laughed heartily. "Back in my day, when I was Chu Mo's age, I was still working part-time in a textile city. I didn't have the grandeur that Chu Mo has now, owning a vast family fortune at such a young age!"

The originally serene and elegant coffee shop, with its calm and grace, had been shattered, replaced instead by vulgar and pretentious conversations!

But at this time, no one would question or feel discontent any longer. Including Li Tianming, when the four corporate heads entered, the coffee shop had already started to clear out its sparse patrons, all of whom were politely ushered out by the staff, and naturally, their bills were all waived.

Chu Mo liked the atmosphere of the main hall, so the group had casually taken seats there, without opting for a private room.

The one laughing so freely was Qiu Guodong, the chairman of Kangmei shares, fifty-three years old. But, thanks to great maintenance, he looked more like he was in his mid-forties.

With a receding hairline that made his forehead appear larger, Qiu Guodong exuded a more robust and hearty presence compared to the elegant gentleman Liu Tianming.

Last year, on Hua Country's Forbes billionaire list, Qiu Guodong ranked ninety-seventh, with a net worth of twenty-four billion two hundred million!

"Younger brother Chu, are you adjusting well to living in Emperor Xuan's Palace? If you are not satisfied, big brother here has another villa on Green Boulevard. It's not as big as Emperor Xuan's Palace, just over seven thousand square meters, but a lot of celebrities live there.

I heard that star Sun Qing Ruoxi, the one who sings beautifully, lives in the villa next door. For a young man like you, having a chance encounter with a celebrity would be quite interesting. If you're interested, Brother Chu, you should take some time to check it out!"

Lin Hongqiang of Meibao Group, also in his late forties, with a general's belly and a fair, slightly pudgy face.

Because he appeared very approachable, those unaware might mistake him for an ordinary uncle. This middle-aged man, who smiled with a kind disposition, was actually a tycoon with a net worth of thirteen billion eight hundred million, ranking one hundred seventy-third on the Forbes list.

As for the middle-aged man sitting next to Chu Mo, with slightly dark skin, it was none other than Sun Shangwu, the uncle of the handsome young man across from him, and the chairman of Fuli Industry Group!

On Forbes's list from last year, Sun Shangwu, owning sixty-nine percent of Fuli Industry Group, had a net worth of thirty-two billion six hundred million, ranking him at sixty-first.

His brother Sun Shangwen, who served as the general manager of the group, was naturally the father of Sun Ping sitting across from him.

Even the father, Sun Shangwen, had to consider the mood of his brother across from him, and Sun Ping, as a son, was even more deferent, not daring to lift his head in the presence of his uncle.

Qiu Guodong, Lin Hongqiang, Sun Shangwu, and Li Tianming of Li Group—four Forbes-ranked billionaires, each with a staggering collective net worth of over eighty billion. If one were to include the inscrutable Chu Mo, who could sit on an equal footing with these men and willingly socialize with them, no one would believe he was worth less than twenty billion.

So, the total net worth of the five men engaging in lively conversation in this small coffee shop had reached an astonishing amount of over a hundred billion!

That was a fortune powerful enough to influence certain patterns of influence.

Naturally, Zhan Bingxue, who still held the nominal position of regional manager of Tianxia Real Estate, had no right to sit with them!

However, this stunningly beautiful woman, with a ninety-five percent beauty rating, was equally adroit. She did not rush to squeeze into this elite circle but cleverly stood behind Chu Mo. If she noticed any of the executives' coffee cups empty, she would naturally refill them.

A ravishing beauty with a ninety-five percent beauty score, willing to serve as a tea-bearing waitress, could only be found in such a luxurious setting!

In the face of four super-wealthy billionaires with an average net worth of over twenty billion each, Chu Mo's handsome face showed no sign of fear; indeed, his entire demeanor was one of confidence and composure!

His casual manner was not mere bravado or forced calmness but stemmed from a true sense of assurance.

His limitless credit card allowed Chu Mo to disregard most rules and restrictions. What did it matter if those before him were worth hundreds of billions?

If he wished it, Chu Mo could instantaneously possess a fortune of a hundred billion or even a trillion!

Compared to himself, those four men were nothing more than just that.

It was precisely because of this confidence that Chu Mo always maintained a calm and elegant demeanor, even with a faint, scrutinizing look in his eyes!

In contrast to the lively and cheerful atmosphere on this side, the three women and one man across from Chu Mo were all bowing their heads, no longer displaying their previous arrogance and rudeness!

At this moment, the one filled with the most regret was not Shen Yaoyao, but rather Sun Ping, who had been caught in an undeserved calamity.

Sun Ping was twenty-eight this year and should be considered relatively old in this circle. Most of his generation, be it second or third generation, had already risen, either taking over the family business or holding positions within their family's enterprises. Few continued to waste their time as he did.

And this state of affairs was largely related to his family situation.

Strictly speaking, Sun Ping could not really be considered a true second-generation rich kid, as his biological father, Sun Shangwen, was just a high-level employee working for his uncle, and the Fuli Industry Group belonged to his uncle. His own father had only a pitifully small share of stocks, and even those were a gift from his uncle.

Therefore, in truth, Sun Ping's status in the circle was achieved through the prestige of his uncle. If it were up to his own father, he would never have been able to enter this circle at all.

Of course, in such circumstances, if Sun Ping wanted to use his father's connections to gain experience at Fuli Group, he could only start from the lowest level of employment, and what was even more embarrassing was that his uncle looked down on him for his habitual idleness...!

So, even now, having outgrown his playful years, Sun Ping still mingled with those twenty-something scions.

Shen Yaoyao, who had just celebrated her twentieth birthday, was one of them!

The stern-faced uncle across from him shot inquiring glances his way for the fourth time. Sun Ping, with his head bowed so low it almost reached his chest, truly wished he could dig a hole to bury himself in at that moment.

If his uncle, who already looked down on him, found out that he had just had a falling out with the young man with whom they were supposed to be having a pleasant conversation, Sun Ping could already foresee the terrible consequences he would face!

Glancing past his cheek at the younger man sitting opposite him, Sun Ping truly admired his composure and calm demeanor. If he were thrown amongst those strange old men, Sun Ping reckoned he might be so frightened he'd wet himself...

So, had he really hit a snag this time?

When his gaze returned to the girl beside him, a complex emotion unconsciously flashed in the depths of Sun Ping's eyes.

Originally, this girl named Shen Yaoyao was the one he had been actively pursuing, with her father's wealth of over a billion being Sun Ping's target.

But now, in Sun Ping's eyes, the girl's once beautiful face suddenly seemed loathsome.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have offended a powerful tycoon listed on the Forbes rich list for no good reason!

As Sun Ping was consumed with these complex thoughts, suddenly he heard the uncle across from him casually say:

"President Chu, my nephew is just too used to making trouble. He's been unruly since he was a child. If he has offended President Chu in any way, I hope President Chu can be more forgiving!"

Sun Shangwu's complexion darkened slightly as he glanced again towards Sun Ping across from him, and the mess of items on the table inevitably led to wild speculations.

Based on his understanding of his nephew and considering the items on the table and those troublesome girls, it was easy for Sun Shangwu to guess the gist of what had happened!

He came here because he needed something from the young man before him. If this damned nephew caused a rift in the matter, his own father would have to scold both of them when he got back!

What a way to raise a son!

As the man with the dark face spoke, he took a glance at the young man across from him who wore a face full of amusement. At this moment, Sun Ping's face turned the color of liver once again!