Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Indeed, those second-generation individuals with some ambition had stopped behaving recklessly long ago. As for the slightly older ones, they were also busy with family businesses, striving to take over the family enterprises.

Only those second-generation individuals in their early twenties, who were still in school or had not yet qualified to take over family businesses, would spend their days idle, primarily engaging in eating, drinking, and entertainment.

Chu Mo noticed that Liu Wei appeared somewhat hesitant, which made him realize that although Liu Wei intended to accompany him for a while, he was also concerned about the upcoming race.

Originally, there had been no interactions between Chu Mo and Liu Wei, who mostly just greeted each other and had not had any deep conversations.

Therefore, whether it was an invitation to enjoy themselves on a yacht or meeting at a banquet, Chu Mo had never thought of intervening in Liu Wei's life.

After all, regardless of anything, this was the lifestyle Liu Wei had chosen for himself. Even if he was willingly degenerating, everyone had their own way of living, and Chu Mo could not intervene too much.

However, now, after negotiating with Yang Tianxia, Chu Mo had begun to entertain the idea of drawing Liu Wei and the Capital City Liu family to his side.

The Liu family's assets amounted to 370 billion, ranking third in Capital City. It was Liu Ping's plan to remain under the Yang family's wing, a fact well understood by Chu Mo. He knew he couldn't possibly influence Liu Ping's plan with just a few words.

But Liu Wei, the future successor of the Liu family, was different.

As a second-generation heir, Liu Wei had a natural aversion, and even a repulsion, to Yang Tianxia. If Chu Mo was willing to spend some effort, he could still bring him into his own camp.

This thought made Chu Mo pay more attention to Liu Wei at this moment.

He wanted Liu Wei to change somewhat. After all, only if Liu Wei took over the Liu family's enterprises could it be somewhat beneficial for him. Otherwise, Chu Mo had no interest in a playboy who only knew how to indulge in eating, drinking, and entertaining.

He gently patted Liu Wei's shoulder and said with a calm look in his eyes,

"Liu Shao, I'm going to the Sky Garden in the city center next to discuss the establishment of the Third Longevity Club with Luo Hao, the head of the Luo family. According to the plan, Capital City will have twenty to thirty billionaires gathering at the Third Club. It is quite a significant industry, and Liu Shao, you should frequent this place in the future.

Would you be interested in accompanying me to take a look? After all, I'm not very familiar with Capital City, and having Liu Shao by my side would provide some helpful insights."

Chu Mo was going to meet Luo Hao, ranked second among the families of Capital City and chairman of the Tianxin Group, a conglomerate worth hundreds of billions. Luo Hao's status as chairman was much higher than that of Liu Ping, the Liu family head.

In the entire Capital City, aside from Yang Tianxia, the head of the Yang family, Luo Hao could be considered another formidable figure who could intimidate Liu Wei.

Given Liu Wei's status and position, he wasn't qualified to meet such people alone.

Only top-tier magnates like Chu Mo could converse with them freely and lightheartedly.

Liu Wei's expression constantly changed.

On one hand, a group of second-generation heirs had prepared for months for the race. The second generation from the northwest and those from the Capital City circle naturally clashed, and their encounters would definitely lead to fights. This competition was the best way to resolve their grievances.

And from the northwest was the heir of one of the eight major families, Wu family, who had a revered status. Even Liu Wei would be considered lesser in his presence.

Liu Wei's racing skills were the best among the second-generation circle of Capital City, and he was the hope of everyone. That's why this group of heirs patiently waited; otherwise, they would have left already.

Although Liu Wei was central in the Capital City second-generation circle, without him, the race would likely result in a loss. But on the other hand, Chu Mo had just helped him settle the matter with Yang Tianxia. Moreover, Chu Mo, a top-tier magnate, obviously wanted to mentor him and even take him to such an important meeting, which was something Liu Wei was unwilling to refuse.

What the Longevity Club was, although Liu Wei didn't have much feeling about it, he had heard from his father that within three to five years, once the mature Longevity Pills emerged, the whole world would revolve around the Longevity Club.

What would it be like when the world's top billionaires rushed to enter?

And now, it seemed that he could witness the establishment of the Longevity Club No. 3 and even be involved from the site selection. How many would have such an opportunity?

At this moment, Liu Wei clearly faced an unprecedented dilemma.

From the moment of his birth, he had never been so conflicted. No matter what problem he had encountered before, his identity had made them easy to solve. But this time was different; money alone couldn't fix it.

"Liu Wei, this competition is very important for our Capital City circle. The heir of the Wu family has declared that if we lose, we'll have to bow our heads to people in their circle from now on. Can you swallow this insult?"

Across from him, the only man over thirty, a handsome young man, spoke seriously. He was Ding Hui, the eldest son of the Ding family from the Capital City. The Ding family had assets worth seventy-three billion. Though they couldn't compare with the hundred-billion families like the Yangs, the Lius, or the Luos, they were still among the top families.

The young man speaking was indeed Ding Hui, the eldest son of the Ding family. However, he wasn't the appointed heir. He belonged to those who were eliminated and could only bide their time in idleness. But due to Ding Hui's age and righteous personality, he held some prestige among the second-generation rich.

As his words ended, Liu Wei's expression grew even more conflicted.

Chu Mo looked at the scene before him. He didn't speak. The opportunity was laid out before him, and he had already given Liu Wei a reason to strive. If Liu Wei still chose to mess around with his peers, Chu Mo would stop meddling and maintain a wait-and-see attitude until the day Liu Wei had an epiphany and took control of the Liu family. Only then would Chu Mo try to reconnect.

But by the time Liu Wei took charge, it might be ten or even twenty years later.

By that time, Chu Mo didn't know to what extent he would have advanced. At that point, a trivial figure like Liu Wei probably wouldn't be worth noticing anymore. He wouldn't even qualify to meet Chu Mo again.

Chu Mo smiled silently, and at that moment, Lei Ting, the man with the strength of a Great Grandmaster, stepped forward half a step. He came up behind Chu Mo and bowed slightly, saying,

"Mr. Chu, it's almost time for the meeting."

Lei Ting's voice was calm, but as a true Grandmaster of martial arts, his commanding aura was enough to catch anyone's attention. Standing 1.95 meters tall, Lei Ting was half a head taller than Chu Mo, but at this moment, he bowed slightly, showing utter respect.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom had already softly stopped in front of them. Fan Gao, the peak-level Great Grandmaster and head bodyguard, opened the car door respectfully. Fan Gao, who was initially the second in command of the Fan family in Magic City — with the family assets exceeding 150 billion and their jewelry business renowned in Hua Country — bore an incomparable terrifying aura. Under the pressure of his imposing presence, there was utter silence all around.

Chu Mo raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex, which showed 9:15 pm. There were only fifteen minutes left until the scheduled meeting time.

Considering the traffic lights along the way, fifteen minutes was actually quite tight.

Since he was the one requesting the meeting with Luo Hao, Chu Mo did not want to make Luo Hao wait too long as it might seem impolite. Not intending to wait any longer, he finally looked at Liu Wei and said blandly,

"Enjoy your night, young master Liu."

With those final words, he didn't linger. As Chu Mo stepped forward, dozens of formidable, black-suited bodyguards quickly emerged from the hidden corners, escorting Chu Mo into the Rolls-Royce. As soon as Chu Mo settled in the backseat of the Phantom, the bodyguards swiftly took their places in several luxury cars. As Fan Gao was closing the car door and the convoy was about to move, the astonished second-generation rich watched Liu Wei suddenly shout with determination,

"Mr. Chu, this competition is really important to me. After I win, I will come to find you."

Chu Mo turned his head slightly, looking through the car window at Liu Wei's solemn face. He didn't speak but simply curved his lips into a small smile, then instructed Fan Gao in the passenger seat,

"Drive!"