Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 1147 - 723 Journey_2

Chapter 1147: Chapter 723 Journey_2

It can be said that all the expenses of these people are borne by Chu Mo, and what’s more, the salary Chu Mo offers them is at least three to five times higher than what they used to earn.

With Chu Mo’s usage rate of this Boeing private jet, it’s generally needed only about once a month; one can say that it is undoubtedly a very leisurely job, and yet the salary is several times higher than before. Naturally, such positions are highly sought after by everyone at Changhong Airport, but unfortunately, Chu Mo’s Boeing private jet is only one, so he can only select the very best of them.

The captain and co-pilot are naturally the most experienced, while the four flight attendants are not only top-notch in their professional capabilities but also the highest in beauty.

Only in this way can Chu Mo be in a pleasant mood when flying on the private jet.

At this moment, three hours after the Boeing private jet left Changhong Airport, there was only an hour and a half left from the destination. Chu Mo was not in the lounge, but had come to his private bedroom. Inside the bedroom was a large bed, a bookshelf filled with books, as well as facilities such as a bathroom, which one could say did not fall short of a five-star hotel in luxury.

Chu Mo was currently sitting quietly by the window alone, where he could see the blue sky and white clouds, and occasionally through the clouds, he could catch a glimpse of the vast earth below.

The sunlight at ten thousand meters altitude was even more brilliant, and even though it was already December, the sunlight shining through the window made one feel warm all over.

While Chu Mo was leisurely fiddling with a few exquisite wooden boxes in his hand, a gentle knock suddenly came from the doorway. Without raising his head, Chu Mo said:

“Come in!”

Moments later, as the door opened, a tall flight attendant walked in, carrying a tray in her hands.

“Mr. Chu, there is another hour and a half before the plane reaches its destination, would you like a drink?”

The approaching tall woman wore a sweet smile that was just right. She was at least over 170 cm tall, with exceptionally fair skin and similarly high beauty. A rare beauty like her, although not quite on par with the spokespersons around Chu Mo, was absolutely a Qing Guo goddess in ordinary people’s eyes.

Chu Mo glanced at the red wine in the other’s hand, did not decline, and nodded slightly before waiting for the attendant’s service.

Soon, the tall woman filled Chu Mo’s glass; then she carefully moved to the side. Chu Mo picked up his wine glass and swirled it slightly, causing the dark red liquid to ripple continuously within. After bringing the wine glass to his nose and taking a sniff, the familiar aroma made him nod slightly.

The red wine in the glass had clearly been given time to breathe, and now was the perfect time to drink it. After a gentle taste, a rush of rich and mellow flavor immediately swept over the taste buds. Chu Mo slowly closed his eyes to savor it finely, and after a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

“A treasure of France’s Bolton winery, this bottle of wine is at least fifty years old, with only one hundred and sixty-four bottles in the world, with a price tag of about two million each…!”

As Chu Mo finished speaking, the tall woman holding the wine bottle in front of him trembled slightly, but only for a moment, the beautiful woman with fair skin soon regained her composure.

After a while, Chu Mo gently put down his wine glass, a slight smile playing on his lips as he said:

“It’s quite boring drinking by oneself, accompany me for a glass!”

As the words fell, the woman beside him lit up slightly, but when her gaze fell upon the two million worth top-tier red wine in front of her, there was a moment of hesitation.

Such top-tier red wine, even for a small glass, would probably cost hundreds of thousands, which could easily match her several months’ salary. But this might be her only chance to taste such top-tier red wine in her life. If she missed it, she might never have such an opportunity again.

As the woman hesitated, Chu Mo curved up the corner of his mouth slightly and said:

“What? Not used to drinking red wine?”

As his words ended, the tall woman no longer hesitated. She poured herself a small half-glass of red wine, and with her cheeks slightly reddened, she said with utmost respect:

“Mr. Chu, a toast to you!”

As their glasses clinked, the fair-skinned girl tilted her head back and poured the wine from her glass into her mouth. As the crimson liquid entered, an indescribable sensation overcame her, making her heart beat uncontrollably and her originally snow-white jade-like skin blush.

After the last drop from the glass was consumed, the girl who felt somewhat unsatiated put her glass down. Despite her desire to continue savoring, she knew very well that just having half a glass of the top-shelf red wine worth two million per bottle was already a fortune of three lifetimes—not something to be greedily coveted.

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At that moment, as she set down her goblet, the girl noticed the mysterious Mr. Chu playing with a bead in his hand.

Upon seeing the infant fist-sized bead, she seemed to momentarily lose herself, and then her beautiful eyes could no longer stray from it.

“Mr. Chu, the bead in your hand must be a very precious high-quality jade, with such a pure color. It’s my first time seeing such a gem!”

As the woman beside him spoke, Chu Mo gently stroked the sharira in his hand. Just after finishing the wine, feeling a burst of restlessness in his body, the sharira once again emitted a faint energy. As the mysterious energy circulated through his body, Chu Mo’s drunkenness vanished entirely. Chu Mo was also somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected that the miraculous sharira could not only help one break through cultivation barriers but also sober one up. If he ever brought the sharira with him to a drinking contest, he would surely be invincible.

Of course, this thought was mere whimsy that flashed through his mind. With Chu Mo’s current status, there was no one in the world that could compel him to a drinking match.

Pushing aside those thoughts, once the alcohol’s effects in his body dissipated, that mysterious energy returned to the sharira. Chu Mo could distinctly feel that the energy within the sharira had become very weak, possibly less than one-twentieth of what it was before and might run out at any time.

After a gentle sigh, Chu Mo carefully placed the sharira back into a delicate wooden box. In front of him, there were three such boxes, which respectively contained a Heavenly Spirit Pill, a No. 2 Longevity Pill, and the sharira.

These three wooden boxes were exactly what the Xue family desired. Of course, Chu Mo had already cut off a fifth of the Heavenly Spirit Pill and left it at the Longevity Club for the club’s top scientists to begin research on developing the No. 3 Longevity Pill.

Chu Mo’s destination was now Shaolin Temple, and the person he sought was none other than the Shaolin Abbot Master Zhi Shang.

Chu Mo had too many questions he wanted Master Zhi Shang to help him answer, such as the true background of the mysterious Xue family, how to restore energy to the sharira in his hand, and the circumstances surrounding the death of Liu Ping that day.

“Mr. Chu, we still have some time before we reach our destination. Would you like me to assist you in resting for a while?”

Just as Chu Mo was lost in thought, the beautiful woman with long legs in front of him spoke softly.

Chu Mo looked up, catching the amorous gaze in the woman’s beautiful eyes.

Perhaps due to having half a glass of wine, her fair skin now completely flushed with pink, her sparkling eyes seemed to carry a seductive allure.

Chu Mo surveyed her briefly. Though she was not of the devastating beauty like Ding Qian or Winnie that could overthrow states and cities, with an extremely beautiful face scoring at least ninety out of a hundred, the woman in front of him was, by Chu Mo’s critical eyes, indeed a great beauty.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chu Mo suddenly raised an eyebrow and asked:

“What’s your name?”

“Zhao Lianlian, Mr. Chu, you can call me Xiao Lian!”

As if sensing something, the woman in front of him pursed her lips slightly, her whole demeanor shy yet excited.

“Tell them not to let anyone disturb us for an hour!”