Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Mr. Chu, your statement is somewhat misguided. You mentioned that purchasing the Financial Tower would incur losses of tens of billions, which I believe is a bit biased.

The world evaluates the Financial Tower at twenty-three billion, but that is simply a valuation of the actual worth of the tower, without taking into account its hidden value."

The elderly man, plagued by illness, shouldn't have expended so much energy, but since the Financial Tower is one of the Zhou family's foundations and a key part of their shift from transparency to obscurity, Zhou Shixing, as the owner of the tower, naturally wanted to make things clear to Chu Mo, the prospective buyer.

"The Magic City is the financial center of the entire Hua Country, and the Financial Tower is at the heart of the Magic City. The tower plays host to hundreds of companies, large and small, including three listed companies and fourteen large corporations with assets exceeding ten billion.

The mall from the first to third floor gathers dozens of luxury flagship stores from around the world, with a never-ending stream of elites passing through each day. It can be said that the Financial Tower is not just a building; it is a symbol of status.

As the Magic City develops and becomes more prosperous, the position of the Financial Tower will become irreplaceable. Our Zhou family's asking price of twenty-eight billion may seem high, but in fact, it's not unreasonable. Otherwise, why would the Liu family and the Wu family be so eager to buy it?

It's just that, with several tens of billions in cash, even if they are willing, they simply don't have the ability.

If you don't believe me, just ask the lady by your side."

The face of the seventy-nine-year-old man showed some fatigue, but because they were discussing the Zhou family's pride, his spirits were exceptionally high.

Chu Mo turned his gaze toward Liu Manli, the woman with a fortune of two hundred and forty billion, the richest woman in Huaxia. Her eyes shone brightly as she smiled and said:

"Acquiring the Financial Tower for twenty-seven and a half billion is indeed not a loss; it's a long-term asset that can be passed down through generations. If funds allowed, even at twenty-eight billion, our Liu family would be willing to make the purchase...

However, with nearly thirty billion in cash, let alone our Liu family, there are very few in the entire Hua Country who can come up with such an amount all at once. Even with my fortune of two hundred billion, cobbling together funds from every source would only amount to thirteen billion in cash, a mere drop in the bucket. Mr.

Chu, with your substantial funds, it can only be said that the Financial Tower is fated to be yours."

Chu Mo nodded, saying nonchalantly:

"Miss Liu, do you have some friction with the Wu family?"

Liu Manli, not concealing anything, chuckled lightly and said:

"There's nothing that can't be adjusted, at most it's just a business competition. The Wu family is also in real estate, and if they managed to get the Financial Tower, it would have a significant impact on our family's business layout.

For me, it doesn't matter who owns the Financial Tower, as long as it doesn't end up in the hands of the Wu family, that's the best outcome."

No wonder Liu Manli had taken the initiative to bring him to the Zhou family wedding.

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The question that had troubled Chu Mo had surfaced, and he quickly pushed the matter of the Financial Tower to the back of his mind.

As for whether he had profited or lost with the tower, his interest was not that high. Chu Mo's goal was only to own the tower and accelerate his own layout, as he had never been interested in making money to begin with.

Chu Mo turned his gaze back to the elderly man and said casually:

"I recently invested in an entertainment company, Shi Yuan Entertainment, with an initial investment of five billion. It has one superstar artist, five first-tier artists, and a total of more than a dozen artists from the second and third tiers. The company is just getting started. I wonder if there's a possibility to collaborate with Mr. Zhou again..."

The old man with a calm expression had subtle fluctuations in his chest. He looked at the young man in front of him, who was speaking confidently, and couldn't help but compare him with his own grandson, Zhou Tianqi.

He sighed to himself that even Zhou Tianqi, his eldest grandson and the future successor of the Zhou family, was only employed within the family company and at most could decide on transactions over ten million, which still required passing through multiple levels of company audits.

In contrast, the young man before him was deciding transactions worth tens of billions with a mere wave of his hand...

The gap between them was immeasurable.

His own grandson, Zhou Tianqi, who controlled tens of millions in funds, had the backing of the Zhou family, worth a hundred billion.

The young man before him, who casually strategized for a hundred billion club, what kind of terrifying background did he have?

In that moment, the old man's eyes slightly narrowed, and he fell into silence.

Just then, a soft knock suddenly came from the rest area. After receiving permission, a middle-aged man quickly walked in...

...

In the exhibition hall, the spot where Yang Xuan and Nangong Yi stood was right at the center of the entire venue, and the area was relatively crowded. Naturally, the commotion they caused attracted quite a bit of attention.

Originating from Yang Xuan and Nangong Yi, gazes filled with smiles or brimming with curiosity began to converge upon them from all directions. For these sophisticated ladies, socialites, and elites, a calm dinner was exceedingly dull. A minor conflict like this was merely a diversion from their tedious lives.

It didn't disturb the peace, nor did it cause any ripple.

"I'm so sorry, I really am!"

With her face a ghastly white, Yang Xuan had become frantic. After all, she was just an ordinary girl who hadn't seen much of the world, and now in disarray, she bent down, pulled out a tissue from her pocket, and hurriedly tried to wipe the other's extravagant gown.

"Keep your dirty hands off!"

Nangong Yi took a half step back.

Her eyes narrowed, she exuded a cold aura, and the mocking eyes around her demanded a swift response—if not, it would become very difficult for her to mingle in this circle in the future.

People tend to bully the weak and fear the strong.

If she appeared weak today, she would be labeled as easy to bully from this day forward.

Thus, after a moment's evaluation, she raised her hand and violently threw the contents of her wine glass at the girl opposite her.

The red wine instantly covered Yang Xuan, the viscous red liquid trickling down from her hair, cheeks, and fair arms.

Here, however, there wouldn't be anyone who sympathized with her.

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Yang Xuan was just an unknown figure in this setting; besides that last-place company president, nobody really knew her. On the contrary, Nangong Yi, once a celebrated sensation throughout Hua Country's entertainment industry, possessed an extremely high profile.

Twenty years earlier, the TV series starring Nangong Yi had swept through Hua Country and even set records for the highest viewership in the country's television history. Although she had retreated behind the scenes in recent years and started her own company, many people at the venue still recognized her identity.

With a net worth in the billions, thanks to her early rise to fame and extensive network, Nangong Yi's status in this hall could be considered as modestly below average. For most of those present, she had to greet them with a smile.

However, the pitiful young girl before her was not part of this majority.

To assess a person's status was not only based on their clothing or outward appearance; let alone, appearances could easily lead to wrong judgments. Therefore, Nangong Yi observed the young woman's eyes intently...

It only took a few seconds, but from her words, demeanor, attire, the aura she exuded, and the expression in her eyes, Nangong Yi had already found the answer she was looking for.

This was a Cinderella who somehow made her way into the golden castle; she was not a high-born lady from a rich family.

She did not wish to trouble this girl herself.

But the playful and indifferent gazes from those around her left her no choice but to react.

Nangong Yi took a slight step forward, stood before Yang Xuan, leaned over slightly, and whispered coldly,

"Do you see the looks from these people?"

"Do you feel the indifference in their eyes..."

"This is what they call high society, where everyone is superior and yet so apathetic..."