Trillionaire's Slice of Life

A young tycoon in his twenties, at the peak of his vigor, spent millions every year to hire a personal maid. The most basic requirements, besides being beautiful and capable, was that she had to be single. That should be a very reasonable request, right?

A very realistic situation, Chu Mo wanted to spend a billion, ten billion, or even a hundred billion to transform this personal maid into a top-tier, stunning female CEO of a wealthy family.

And if she had a boyfriend, would the female CEO that he painstakingly cultivated with his heart and countless amounts of money benefit Chu Mo? Or would she benefit her boyfriend?

Naturally, the maid must be single, which was one of Chu Mo's most basic requirements.

The maid named Qin Zixuan seemed uncompetitive and spoke very little from beginning to end. However, while she humbly served him food, she casually whispered into Chu Mo's ear.

"Miss Lin's boyfriend is quite outstanding. The two of them have been together for several years and have a good relationship, unlike me—I've been single since I was in my mother's womb until now."

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So, the girl named Qin Zixuan wasn't as passionless as she seemed on the surface. She swiftly grasped Chu Mo's psychology and with a light sentence managed to eliminate her competition.

She was cunning, knew her limits, and could clearly define her position. Plus, being a double master's graduate from Harvard, of course, being single until now was also a huge bonus.

If Chu Mo chose someone else over her, someone who was sharp-tongued, bargained with her master, lacked self-awareness, had knowledge leaning more towards entertainment like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, unsuitable for business, and who even had a boyfriend of several years like Lin Mengxi, then there must have been something seriously wrong with Chu Mo's brain.

Seventh-tier maid Qin Zixuan stayed at the villa, while eighth-tier maid Lin Mengxi skulked back to the property management. Unless something unexpected happened, Lin Mengxi's career as a maid at Emperor Xuan Villas was essentially over.

There are a total of nine villas in Emperor Xuan, which means there can be at most nine billionaires, and among them, Chu Mo alone occupied two villas. Besides Chu Mo, there were seven other villa owners left.

Chu Mo was the last to move in, meaning the other seven had already hired their personal maids. Moreover, since Lin Mengxi was dismissed by Chu Mo, as soon as this news spread, it was unlikely that the other rich villa owners would consider employing her, even if they wanted to.

Of course, Lin Mengxi, with her arrogance, wasn't truly cut out to be a maid in the first place. Unless she went through a harsh dose of reality that taught her the principles of respect and humility, no tycoon would be willing to spend millions a year for a maid who lacked a sense of propriety.

The so-called personal maid should be respectful and compliant. A maid who always contradicts their master is just a headache.

Once it was confirmed that Qin Zixuan would stay, at noon, the butler Danny prepared the contract with the property management, and after glancing it over, Chu Mo casually signed his name to it. From then on, Qin Zixuan became the villa's highest-ranked maid.

Of course, she was different from the original sixth-tier maid of the villa. The sixth-tier maid remained the housekeeper of the villa, still in charge of managing the villa's daily operations.

Seventh-tier maid Qin Zixuan was solely responsible for Chu Mo's personal needs, including his clothing, food, accommodation, and travel. In other words, wherever Chu Mo went, she would follow, becoming his absolute personal confidante.

With this, the key positions around Chu Mo were basically filled.

At home, everything was attended to by the butler Danny. Once outside, all matters could be handled by Qin Zixuan, while Chu Mo's personal security was the responsibility of the security team leader Shou Bo, and the security of the entire family was overseen by Jiang Tao.

Of course, Jiang Tao was currently in the process of recruiting and would probably need about half a month to a month to properly set up the framework.

These things can't be rushed.

The second-generation rich kid named Yun Changzai secretly investigating him made Chu Mo worry about his and his close ones' safety for the first time.

It was this incident that compelled Chu Mo to expedite his own strategic planning. Originally, he had planned to let Zhan Bingxue grow gradually, but now he had no patience to wait and intended to push her even higher.

Bafang International Hotel, being Chu Mo's first investment, originally held only a thirty percent stake for him, so Zhan Bingxue, as the chairman, couldn't command the hotel at will.

This greatly undermined Zhan Bingxue's influence, and now, Chu Mo was planning to completely resolve this issue.

Lin Hongqiang, Sun Shangwu, Li Tianming, and Qiu Guodong, these four tycoons each worth billions, jointly owned seventy percent of the hotel's shares. At noon, Chu Mo had greeted them, and in the evening, they met at Bafang International Hotel.

Naturally, Chu Mo's target was the shareholding in their hands.

Truth be told, Bafang International was an industry they had obtained with great effort, their money-making machine. If Chu Mo were to try to transfer their shares into his hands by ordinary commercial means, it would be a daydream. Chu Mo was already prepared to be slaughtered financially.

An overpayment was certain.

But for the determined Chu Mo, overpaying was in fact the easiest and most straightforward affair. To put it plainly, what those four chairmen were interested in was nothing more than money, and money was what Chu Mo lacked the least.

With 90 billion in Bafang International, Chu Mo had personally invested 30 billion, while the four of them together had invested 60 billion. What Chu Mo had to do was to secure these 60 billion worth of shares at a reasonable price for himself.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, a Rolls-Royce Phantom leading the way, followed closely by two Bentleys, the three luxury cars slowly departed from Emperor Xuan Villas, heading towards Bafang International Hotel.

In the spacious and comfortable rear seat of the Phantom, Chu Mo, who was exceptionally dressed in a formal suit, closed his eyes slightly to rest, his handsome face calm and indifferent.

Next to him, Qin Zixuan, who had changed into a white professional attire, appeared knowledgeable and elegant. This delicate-faced woman, like a ripe apple, exuded a mature and dignified aura.

"Mr. Chu, I've done a quick background check on the other four shareholders of Bafang International. Apart from Sun Shangwu, who's worth thirty-two billion, the finances of the other three are somewhat strained. Lin Hongqiang from Meibao Group has recently disposed of several assets in succession, and Qiu Guodong has started a new round of financing.

If Mr. Chu wants to acquire the shares from them at a low price, you could initially exert some pressure on their companies behind the scenes; once they can no longer bear it, they might proactively approach Mr. Chu to sell the shares."

Chu Mo did not keep the acquisition of Bafang International's shares from Qin Zixuan, even deliberately leaking information about the evening's activities to her, partly testing her abilities.

From signing the contract with the property at two in the afternoon and revealing the details to her up until now, a mere three hours had passed during which she had already investigated the basic situation of the four tycoons like Lin Hongqiang and Sun Shangwu. To say the least, her ability to act was present.

At least she was not the kind to talk big without substance.

As Qin Zixuan finished speaking, Chu Mo neither agreed nor disagreed, simply nodding lightly to indicate he understood.

The sensible woman then sat quietly aside, not uttering another word.

The journey was still somewhat congested, with the traffic never picking up as they passed several intersections, stretching what was normally a forty-minute drive into an hour.

At six-thirty, when the Rolls-Royce fleet slowly stopped at the entrance of Bafang International Hotel, six black-suited bodyguards efficiently took positions around the car.

Before the head of the bodyguards, Shou Bo, could open the car door for him, Zhan Bingxue, in high heels with her dark red hair neatly coiled at the back of her head, already approached with a group from the hotel to greet him.

The Chairman of Bafang International personally opened the car door for Chu Mo. As he got out of the car, Chu Mo saw the stunningly beautiful female president in front of him, respectful and humble.

His gaze swept forward to see behind Zhan Bingxue, including sixteen qipao-clad beautiful receptionists all making an appearance, with over a dozen impeccably dressed, middle and upper-level hotel managers bowing their heads, making the entrance of Bafang International Hotel completely surrounded by onlookers.

And each of them stood before him with a face full of respect.

In that moment, Chu Mo felt a faint sense of satisfaction in his heart.

This was the presence a tycoon should have.