Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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Chu Mo rose from his bed after nine in the morning, feeling refreshed and clear-headed upon awakening.

After washing up in the bathroom, when he sat down in the dining room to have breakfast, the time was already ten to ten.

"Mr. Chu, Miss Tao Yun has already been sent back to school. Before she left, Miss Tao changed back into her own clothes. She didn't take the necklace or the women's watch with her, but she did wear those forty-nine thousand sandals."

While eating crystal dumplings, the butler Danny respectfully reported the situation at his side.

Chu Mo nodded slightly, then said indifferently,

"Send a bank card to Tao Yun tonight, deposit one million in it, and tell her to come over for dinner with Xin'er this Saturday."

"Yes, Mr. Chu."

After acknowledging respectfully, a serious-faced Danny continued,

"Mr. Chu, Jiang Tao called this morning, and I have a brief report for you."

So far, Jiang Tao has gathered sixteen members, several of whom are particularly skilled. Mr. Jiang asked whether you would like to have these individuals assigned to your side right now.

Additionally, Mr. Jiang has discovered some information: recently, a person named Yun Changzai has been secretly investigating you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mo, who was drinking rice porridge, paused slightly in his movements.

The recruitment of team members by Jiang Tao was part of the plan; Chu Mo had given him two million as start-up funds some time ago, strictly for recruitment purposes. In just a few days, the other party had already recruited sixteen members, showing high efficiency.

However, the fact that he was being investigated was somewhat of a surprise to Chu Mo.

"Yun Changzai?"

He muttered softly, but Chu Mo couldn't quite recall when he had offended such a person.

Shen Yaoyao sprang to mind first, the incident at the coffee shop over the Aston Martin, where she had lost thirty million to him—a rift between them was likely.

Still, recalling her final pair of grey eyes, Chu Mo didn't think the girl who had been scared out of her wits would have the courage to challenge him.

If it wasn't her, whom else had he offended recently?

Sun Shangwu, Lin Hongqiang—those four old foxes?

But he had dined with Sun Shangwu at the Seasons Pavilion just yesterday, and the man still had requests to make of him; it wouldn't make sense for him to provoke Chu Mo at this time.

The chubby manager he had encountered at the Audi Dealership? At that time, Chu Mo had indeed threatened him over the issue with Chu Wen, but according to the information, the fat manager was just an ordinary person, and Chu Mo didn't think he had the resources to investigate him.

Who else could it be then?

Or was it because his recent actions had inadvertently touched the interests of certain people?

Chu Mo's thoughts were chaotic for a moment, but he couldn't come up with any useful information.

"Have Jiang Tao look into this matter thoroughly to see who's behind it."

The middle-aged butler immediately nodded and respectfully replied,

"Yes, Mr. Chu. However, Jiang Tao mentioned that the person investigating you doesn't seem to come from a significant background—the methods were rather crude.

Jiang Tao only had to use some means to counter-surveil and find out his name. If more information is needed, just a little money would reveal everything quite easily."

Grasping at something in his mind, Chu Mo used a napkin to wipe his hands, then took out his phone and looked for a particular number, intending to dial it.

However, noticing the time and considering that the person might be in class, he refrained from calling directly and swiftly composed a text message to send.

After putting down his phone, he waited for a reply while sipping his rice porridge.

The wait grew longer, and after setting down his bowl and chopsticks, he still hadn't received any response.

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After washing his hands in the restroom, Chu Mo arrived in the kitchen, where the head chef had already begun preparing for lunch.

Of course, with nothing else to do, Chu Mo once again took on the role of assistant.

Now Chu Mo's cooking skills had greatly improved, and aside from helping with washing and chopping vegetables, he had occasionally started to take the lead in cooking under the chef's guidance.

Controlling the heat and handling various ingredients were Chu Mo's weak points, as he used to rely solely on his instinct when cooking.

But now, with the chef's instructions, he added each ingredient strictly according to the recipe, naturally making the flavors more delicate and tasty.

Two hours later, as the fourteenth dish was completed, Chu Mo's phone finally vibrated.

According to his usual routine, Chu Mo's lunch should consist of eighteen dishes, four short of completion. However, after washing his hands, Chu Mo didn't persist until the end and directly left the kitchen.

He took out his phone and first glanced at the time; it was now 12:05 p.m. The morning classes must have ended, and it was the perfect time for lunch.

Unlocking his phone, he opened the text message, which unsurprisingly was a reply from Zhou Yuanyuan.

"Do you know someone named Yun Changzai?"

This was the message that Chu Mo had sent, followed promptly by Zhou Yuanyuan's reply.

"What happened?"

"Did he cause you trouble? This kind of thing has happened before; do you need me to step in?"

Seeing her reply, Chu Mo already had his answer.

Yun Changzai was the wealthy second-generation youth who had persistently bothered Zhou Yuanyuan at Tao Yun's birthday party at the KTV, and whom Chu Mo had eventually driven off with the Patek Philippe watch and the Centurion Black Gold Card.

Such an explanation would make sense of why his investigation into Chu Mo left behind so many clues.

Plainly put, it was the result of a disgruntled rich heir's tantrum.

Having gotten his answer, the anxiety that had been weighing on him finally lifted. After all, this was the first time Chu Mo had found out someone had investigated him, and he had indeed felt a bit panicked just now.

Looking at his phone screen, his fingers danced swiftly, typing a text message before sending it.

"It's nothing, just a minor issue."

After sending the text, he put the phone back into his pocket and fell into deep thought.

Even though Yun Changzai was just a minor rich heir, Chu Mo did not want to capsize in a small gutter due to a simple oversight.

After all, such inexperienced and rash young people can act impulsively. If he discovered that Chu Mo's family was just ordinary working class, he might venture to harm Chu Mo's family based on some wrong judgment, something Chu Mo couldn't disregard.

Since he had investigated Chu Mo, it meant that he already had the intention to make a move against him, or at least he was entertaining the thought.

"I have to utterly nip the danger in the bud."

Having eaten breakfast at ten in the morning and only two hours having passed, Chu Mo was still far from hungry. He sat quietly on the living room sofa for a while, pondering the cards he had in his hand.

Zhan Bingxue from Bafang International had only just been brought into the limelight. Chu Mo hadn't fully let her take charge on her own yet, considering he was still training and polishing her skills.

Even the Bafang International Hotel was not entirely under her control; her every move was constrained by several crafty old foxes.

And Jiang Tao, whom he had arranged in secret, had not even set up his company yet and was still in the stage of recruiting and army-building.

As for the investment in Fudan University, it was still non-existent.

Truth be told, he really didn't have any meaningful chips in his hand.

In Chu Mo's original plan, he was supposed to enjoy life while gradually nurturing and growing his own power, with everything slowly unfolding like a gentle breeze and soft rain.

But reality is always more complex than one imagines. If he didn't want to be trampled underfoot, he could only hasten his pace of growth.