Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 434 - 327: Conversation with the King (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 434: Chapter 327: Conversation with the King (Please Subscribe)

Chu Mo was no stranger to being targeted. He had experienced it before at an auction in Modu several months ago when Wu Yaowen, the eldest son of the Wu family, deliberately drove up prices. Whenever Chu Mo showed interest in an item, Wu Yaowen would make it a point to compete.

After driving the price to an extremely high level, he would immediately withdraw, and in the end, an item that was quite ordinary would astonishingly sell for a sky-high price.

However, despite Wu Yaowen’s clever scheming, which made quite the noise, the end result was that Chu Mo caught him in a painful trap, leading to Wu Yaowen being expelled from the family.

Chu Mo was not short on money. Setting aside the unlimited bank card, just on his Centurion Black Gold Card alone, there lay billions of funds. He could spend that money as he pleased and simply transfer more from the unlimited bank card whenever needed.

Therefore, Chu Mo lacked not money, but ways to spend it.

Liu Mingfei of the Zhongzhou Liu family had provoked him twice, and Chu Mo had chosen to step back both times. This was not his territory, and furthermore, there was no irreconcilable issue between the two that necessitated a life-or-death struggle. Even when Liu Mingfei made threats, Chu Mo would just lightly deflect them.

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But this time, with Liu Peng, the Family Head of the Zhongzhou Liu family, also standing against him, irritation had begun to simmer in his heart.

When he slightly narrowed his eyes, an answer flashed through his mind in an instant.

The current auction was a charity auction, where all the proceeds would be donated to impoverished mountainous regions through the One Yuan Foundation. Thus, no matter how much money he spent, it would not belong to any one person but would instead be used for good deeds.

In fact, Chu Mo had once promised Cao Renyi, the chairman of the One Yuan Foundation, to donate ten billion yuan. Of course, this sum wouldn’t be donated all at once; it was in the care of Dong Xuner, who would disburse funds upon application whenever the One Yuan Foundation needed it.

The reason why Chu Mo entrusted the money to Dong Xuner was to push her into the limelight in front of the Modu elite.

In a month’s time, only 3.5 billion out of the ten billion had been spent, leaving 96.5 billion still in Dong Xuner’s hands.

When Chu Mo had first decided to donate, he had never intended to seek fame, nor had he any thought of obtaining a reputation for charity. But now, since the situation called for it, he didn’t mind doing so.

All the funds for his bids in the auction could just come directly from the donations in Dong Xuner’s hands.

So, whether it was the five billion used to purchase Zhang Caicai’s (Gloaming), or the ten billion spent on the Arabian horse, or even twenty billion, he only needed to inform Dong Xuner, and he wouldn’t have to spend a dime of his own money.

With the original 100 billion fund at Dong Xuner’s disposal, subtracting the five billion for (Gloaming), Chu Mo could still access 91.5 billion. As long as the price of the Arabian horse didn’t exceed 91.5 billion, he wouldn’t need to spend any more money.

Thus, having calculated everything in his mind, Chu Mo bluntly stated:

“Fifteen billion!”

This was his fourth time speaking up!

The price of fifteen billion had already pushed this Arabian horse to an astronomical level.

Neither Chu Mo nor Liu Peng was doubted for their purchasing power.

The Zhongzhou Liu family is the fourth-ranked of the eight great families, with assets of 1.5 trillion. As the Family Head of the Liu family, Liu Peng could easily produce ten or twenty billion, or even a hundred or two hundred billion without batting an eye.

As for Chu Mo, setting aside Modu’s three tallest buildings worth a total of a hundred billion, combined with Bafang International Chain Hotel’s hundred billion scale, his wealth was simply incalculable. When he mentioned fifteen billion, no one doubted his ability to pay!

However, with Chu Mo’s bid, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly grew strange.

The Family Heads of the eight great families of Hua Country are people who could make the whole country tremble with just a stomp of their feet. Even the least wealthy among them has assets close to a trillion.

Furthermore, the eight great families, which have been passed down for dozens, hundreds, and even hundreds of years, held control over Hua Country’s map. Naturally, they were very resistant to the rise of new families.

Chu Mo, as the rising representative of the Modu Chu family, was bound to encroach on the market share of the eight great families. His rise had been so rapid that even now, the eight great families still had not truly grasped his full potential.

Therefore, when they saw Chu Mo raising the bid again despite interference from Liu Peng, the Family Head of the Liu family, a trace of a smile played on the lips of these top tycoons.

They were very much enjoying Chu Mo’s setback and the feeling of controlling the game, having everything in their hands.

And amidst the strange atmosphere spreading through the hall, Long Zhentian, the Family Head of the Long family, suddenly raised his hand and said in an even tone:

“Sixteen billion!”

Dressed in traditional Chinese attire and exuding a powerful aura, Long Zhentian spoke calmly, but as he did, at the back of the hall, a group of second-generation heirs automatically halted their whispers, and all eyes once again focused on Chu Mo.

In this moment, Chu Mo could vividly feel the pressure emanating from Long Zhentian, the Family Head of the Long family, with himself at the very center.

It seemed that from the moment he spoke up, the whole hall and the eight great families had instantly formed an alliance against one common enemy: himself.

To challenge the eight great families of Hua Country alone was something Chu Mo had never considered before, although Yang Duoer, the young mistress of the Yang family in Capital City, might have thought about it, as she aspired to control all eight great families on her own.

In the eye of the storm, Chu Mo’s expression remained unchanged. If he was to rise, he would inevitably impinge on the interests of these people. To gain their approval and respect, mere compliance and appeasement were definitely not enough.

He needed to demonstrate his own formidable strength and make them see his muscle, to give them reason for caution.

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Therefore, as the host, Long Zhentian, had just spoken, it took only a moment for Chu Mo to respond indifferently,

“Sixteen billion and one yuan!”

As Chu Mo’s indifferent words fell, Long Zhentian’s mouth curved into a slight smile.

After that, the elderly man in the Tang suit no longer spoke.

Chu Mo had seen through their intention to purposely raise the price; he was simply using this method to tell them that he knew their game, and he truly didn’t care about their little tricks.

Several top bosses in the front row exchanged glances, and this time they knew that if they continued to raise the bid, Chu Mo might not follow suit, and they could end up with the Arabian horse worth over ten billion on their hands.

The bosses remained silent, including Liu Zhen, the Family Head of the Liu family from Zhongzhou who loved raising horses.

On stage, Deng Yun’er immediately exclaimed:

“Fifteen billion and one yuan, for the first time…

Fifteen billion and one yuan, for the second time…

Fifteen billion…”

On the stage, Deng Yun’er was speaking earnestly, but before she could finish, Chu Mo interrupted the superstar, saying seriously and calmly,

“Hold on a moment!”

Just as he spoke, Liu Mingfei, the Liu family’s young master at his side, suddenly taunted,

“Wouldn’t it be that Young Master Chu is going back on his word? An Arabian horse for sixteen billion, plus a painting for another five billion—surely a mere twenty or so billion isn’t too much for Young Master Chu to handle?”

Liu Mingfei had been made a fool of by Chu Mo before; he had finally seen Chu Mo spend billions in vain and naturally did not want Chu Mo to renege on his offer. So, before Chu Mo could speak, he immediately blocked any potential retractions from Chu Mo.

However, Chu Mo didn’t even glance at him, simply rising to his feet. He then swept his gaze across the top bosses sitting in the front row, stopping finally on King Sairiman of the Shate Kingdom. Taking a deep breath, he spoke seriously,

“This Arabian horse was personally chosen with care by King Sairiman, and it also represents the friendship between Shate and our Hua Country. A mere fifteen billion truly can’t measure this friendship. Therefore, along with the earlier painting, ‘Evening Glow,’ I will personally donate one hundred billion to the One Yuan Foundation!”

Dong Xuner’s 96.5 billion was fully donated, and Chu Mo himself added the remaining 3.5 billion, thus fulfilling the one hundred billion commitment.

Exchanging 3.5 billion for one hundred billion in reputation, while at the same time earning the friendship of the King of Shate—this deal was not a loss!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the translator beside King Sairiman began to speak.

After a moment, King Sairiman himself stood up, nodding towards Chu Mo while speaking something!

An attractive woman, roughly in her thirties, the translator nodded gently and then addressed Chu Mo,

“Mr. Chu, the King sincerely thanks you for your generosity. The friendship between Shate and Mr. Chu will endure forever!”

Having achieved the result he desired, Chu Mo stepped forward lightly, a hint of a smile on his face as he said,

“I haven’t been able to properly entertain King Sairiman and His Highness the Prince before. I have an investment worth one hundred billion here. Would King Sairiman have time to discuss it?”

King Sairiman looked towards his son, the Prince, who glanced at his wristwatch then nodded lightly. The King said something in a soft voice, then started walking towards Chu Mo!

The beautiful translator announced,

“Mr. Chu, the King will make time for a ten-minute meeting with you.”

Chu Mo’s lips curved slightly as he nodded lightly.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the patriarchs and heirs of the eight great families, Chu Mo and the King of Shate walked out of the hall together, talking and laughing!

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The entire hall became exceptionally quiet. The heads of the eight great families were silent, and even the heirs had various expressions. Among them, Liu Mingfei from the Liu family in Zhongzhou wore the most complex expression.

At that moment, Long Zhentian, dressed in a Tang suit, suddenly spoke in a heavy voice:

“Mr. Chu from Modu… it looks like we old folks need to take this seriously!”

The grave words of Family Head Long Zhentian fell.

The heads of the eight great families nodded simultaneously!

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