Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chapter 165 Helicopters, Luxury Yachts, and Private Planes

In Magic City, you might not know exactly how many floors Financial Tower has or precisely how tall Pearl Tower is, but as long as you have lived in Magic City for a long time, you definitely know about the four major families of the city.

They are the Zhou family, who control the entertainment company.

The Wu family, involved in the real estate industry.

The respected Grandfather Lu of the Lu family, revered by the entire Magic City.

And finally, the most concealed and asset-rich of the four, the Lin family.

It is said that the Lin family's assets even reach a terrifying three hundred billion.

Although Chu Mo had his unlimited bank card for only a short time, he had some connections to all four major families.

The Zhou family, who he encountered first, goes without saying; the Financial Tower, with a market value of twenty-seven billion, was bought from the Zhou family patriarch, Zhou Shixing.

Chu Mo's relationship with the Zhou family was complex. While the old man of the Zhou family was alive, the two families had a close partnership, with Shi Yuan Entertainment and the Zhou family's Tianhua Entertainment closely linked.

However, ever since Zhou Shixing passed away and the second-generation leader, Zhou Weimin, took over, their attitude in collaboration became increasingly aggressive.

Naturally, Chu Mo was not a pushover. He promptly injected fifty billion into Shi Yuan Entertainment and then started a collaboration with the biggest company in the entertainment circle, Shangyuan Entertainment.

From then on, the relationship between Shi Yuan and the Zhou family's Tianhua Entertainment went from cooperation to complete competition.

And it was precisely because Chu Mo acquired Magic City's Financial Tower that he also planted the seeds of conflict with the Wu family of the major four.

The Wu family had been interested in Financial Tower from the beginning, but Chu Mo beat them to it. Afterwards, at the Zeus Auction, he had a complete fallout with the Wu family's third-generation heir, Wu Yaoming.

Chu Mo took a risk with a hundred billion, forcing the Wu family to kick out their third-generation heir, Wu Yaoming, creating an irreconcilable rift with the Wu family.

Of course, given Chu Mo's current status and wealth, he had no need to fear the Wu family. Especially once the Longevity Club was established, Chu Mo could easily crush the modest Wu family of a mere hundred billion.

Later, he encountered the Lu family of Magic City, represented by Grandfather Lu.

Of the four major families in Magic City, the Lu family was the closest to Chu Mo, who had previously bought Grandfather Lu's cherished painting for five billion, forging a good relationship.

Of course, Chu Mo also had some connection with the Lu family's young Miss Lu Siyue.

As for the last one, the Lin family, although Chu Mo had no direct contact with them, the manager of the eighty-sixth floor garden-themed hall of Tianxiang Garden was the Lin family's young Miss Lin Ling'er. Chu Mo had visited her a few days ago, so there was some connection.

Chu Mo had dealings with all four major families of Magic City. As for the so-called "Magic City's Four Young Masters" he was currently facing, he knew Zhou Tianqi of the Zhou family and Wu Yaoming of the Wu family.

Of course, with Chu Mo's current identity and perspective, the so-called "Magic City's Four Young Masters" couldn't catch his interest.

Unless the leaders of the four major families came in person, they'd have the capital to sit at the same level as Chu Mo; otherwise, the so-called "Magic City's Four Young Masters" in front of him were like four naïve children to him, and speaking any more to them would demean himself.

"Mr. Chu, it's been a long time since we last met."

Wu Yaoming spoke up.

A month ago, at the first meeting with the Wu family heir during the Zeus Auction, he was tall and handsome, carrying an air of authority.

But just a month later, the young man in front of him was still that same person, but he was no longer the illustrious heir of the Wu family.

Now, Wu Yaoming's eyes were sunken in, his originally chiseled, handsome face deeply gaunt.

He had lost at least twenty pounds, and there was no trace of the scholarly demeanor he once possessed. Instead of resembling a powerful family's heir, he looked more like one of those defiant ruffians on the streets.

He approached Chu Mo, gave a toothy grin, and his whole being emanated a sinister air.

Chu Mo simply glanced at him indifferently, without even the interest to give him a second look. Read latest stories on empire

If he knew better and left now, Chu Mo, out of respect for the Wu family's face, would let him off the hook and not hold a grudge.

If he indeed had no brains to comprehend his situation, thinking that rallying a few second and third generations could allow him to cause a scene before Chu Mo, he would distinctly show him what true suffering was like.

Chu Mo withdrew his gaze and gently lifted his coffee cup. Beneath his golden glasses, a glint of cold light flickered.

"Mr. Chu, here we meet again. At the last wedding banquet, I was too tied up hosting other guests to share a drink with you, and I've always regretted it."

Zhou Tianqi, the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, stepped forward. His face bore a brilliant smile, and as he approached Chu Mo, he extended his hand, his attitude earnest and warm.

A diplomatic gesture before conflict?

Or an offer of peace?

Chu Mo didn't know what these second generations were plotting, but with his status, he naturally had nothing to fear. No matter what their intentions, if they truly offended him, he was ready to strike them down.

Objectively speaking, he had a favorable impression of Zhou Tianqi, the third-generation heir of the Zhou family. Although they didn't talk much at the latter's wedding banquet, Chu Mo felt from the first glance that this person exuded an air of nobility.

Chu Mo had some conflict with Wu Yaoming, but he bore no grudge against Zhou Tianqi, who stood before him. Since Zhou Tianqi had approached with a smile, Chu Mo would not maintain a poker face.

He stood up lightly and, after a brief handshake and exchange of pleasantries with Zhou Tianqi, said casually:

"Tianqi, make yourself comfortable."

Chu Mo was sitting in the lounge area by the viewing platform, where each booth only had five seats, and every four to five meters, there would be another booth.