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Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 1035
Chapter 1035: Chapter 659: Going Home_2 Chapter 1035 -659: Going Home_2 “If it hadn’t been for her grandfather Liu Ping busily working behind the scenes, Liu Liu could have just been an ordinary girl all her life.”
“Of course, since the Xuanyuan family from the northwest had chosen to submit, the other three families might no longer be able to resist as before.
Chu Mo was confident that he could bring the other three families to compromise as well.
By then, the seemingly naive Liu Liu in front of him would become the ruler of a massive 35 trillion commercial empire.
By then, with a Grandmaster and 35 trillion in assets behind her, Liu Liu could sit on equal footing with the Xiangjiang Long family.
Even if the Family Head, Long Zhentian himself, were to come, he definitely wouldn’t dare to act arrogantly in front of this young girl.”
“Mr.
Chu, what do you think I could do?”
The connecting flight from Desolate City to the Magic Capital had already landed, and at this moment, Chu Mo was seated in his Rolls-Royce Phantom, with the young mistress of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Fanghua, sitting in the backseat with him.
At this time, looking out through the car window at the flow of vehicles and crowds along the road, Xuanyuan Fanghua, who had grown up in Desolate City, felt as if the sky was high enough for birds to fly freely.
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The entire Magic Capital was Chu Mo’s territory.
Returning to the Magic Capital, Chu Mo even felt a kind of mental and physical clarity.
He glanced lightly at the stunning beauty next to him.
In terms of appearance alone—not mentioning anything else—Xuanyuan Fanghua’s beauty could rank in the top two among his numerous spokespeople and, among Chu Mo’s many female acquaintances, only Danny and Winnie, the model from Maple Leaf Country, could compete with her.
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As for Yang Xuan, Liang Bing, Qiu Shui, or Qin Zixuan and Zhan Bingxue, these spokespeople, in terms of their beauty alone, were still a notch below Xuanyuan Fanghua.
Before, in the Great Wild Goose Pagoda, because Xuanyuan Fanghua had always shown a sulky face and carried an arrogant and irritating demeanor, when Chu Mo first met her, he mentally gave her ninety-nine points.
The deducted point wasn’t because of her appearance, but simply due to her overly arrogant attitude.
But now, since Xuanyuan Fanghua had chosen to lower her head, her face no longer carried the previous cold aloofness, and instead, was marked by a hint of curiosity and cheerfulness.
If Chu Mo were to rate her again, he could only give her a full hundred points, as he couldn’t see any reason to deduct points.
Xuanyuan Fanghua truly possessed a hundred-point extreme beauty.
As the number one goddess of the northwest, many wealthy young men had worshipped at her feet; hence, in those wealthy young men’s eyes, Xuanyuan Fanghua was absolutely a frosty beauty, the kind of goddess whom one would feel honored just by glancing at her.
And Chu Mo should be the only male peer who could make Xuanyuan Fanghua submit, and also the only male peer who could spark her curiosity and even fear.
Naturally, under such circumstances, the thick disguise that Xuanyuan Fanghua used to face those playboys was completely stripped away.
And at this time, like now, with Xuanyuan Fanghua’s stunning face brimming with a smile, she was truly the number one goddess of the northwest.
Breathing lightly, Chu Mo suddenly spoke:
“Why do I feel that since you lost the identity of the family heir, you seem happier?
Do you not want to be the heir to the Xuanyuan family?”
The stunning beauty beside him showed no displeasure; she slightly tilted her head, then said with a trace of light laughter in her voice:
“Do you know what level of strength my mother possesses now?”
At her words, Chu Mo gently nodded.
Lei Ting had already informed Chu Mo that the prim and dignified looking Xuanyuan Linglong was actually an early-stage Great Grandmaster, and although the Xuanyuan family was sparse in population, having only one female per generation, each one possessed exceptional strength.
Seeing Chu Mo nod, Xuanyuan Fanghua, not surprised, suddenly said:
“Martial artists generally live longer than ordinary people because they exercise regularly and have better physical health, and once they reach the Great Grandmaster level, their lifespan is significantly longer than ordinary people’s.
A typical Great Grandmaster can live about ten years longer than an ordinary person; my grandmother, as a mid-tier Great Grandmaster, could easily live to a hundred years old without it being anything unusual.
My mother herself is an early-stage Great Grandmaster, and plus, the astronomical amount she spends annually on maintenance, I estimate that my mother could easily live past a hundred years.
Unlike my grandmother, my grandmother was not too attached to power, so she handed over the family business to my mother at an early age, but my mother is different.
She has a particularly strong desire for power and unless she is truly incapable of moving one day, she is not going to hand over the family business to me to manage.”
According to her physical condition, my mother was only forty years old this year.
Even if she didn’t advance in the future and stayed at the early stage of a Great Grandmaster, I wouldn’t be able to take over the family business within fifty years.
Fifty years…
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I am twenty-two this year, which means I would have to be at least seventy-two years old before I could manage the family business.
How much energy would I have after seventy?
Therefore, rather than wasting time as an heir to the Xuanyuan family, I might as well follow you, Mr.
Chu.
I know that you are never stingy with your spokespersons, and I will work twice as hard, surely not losing to any spokesperson by your side.
As Xuanyuan Fanghua finished speaking, Chu Mo slightly widened his eyes, then suddenly said,
“So, you’re saying that Xuanyuan family compromised so quickly because you put in a lot of effort?”
The stunning woman beside him nodded without hesitation, then she softly added,
“I did hint to my grandmother, but my contribution only accounts for twenty percent.
My grandmother made up her mind mainly because of her grievances and entanglements with that senior Liu Ping.
It seems she couldn’t let go of that old senior in her heart.
I just know that last night Grandma talked with that senior Liu Ping all night long, and when she came back, her eyes were red.
That’s probably the reason she decided to return the Xuanyuan family’s assets to the Liu family.”
Chu Mo nodded slightly.
He knew there was a private matter between Liu Ping and Xuanyuan Mingyue, but it wasn’t his place to ask too much.
In any case, the fact that the Xuanyuan family returned the assets was a perfect outcome.
As for anything else, Chu Mo didn’t care.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly decelerated, the vehicle arriving at Emperor Xuan Villas.
Seeing the familiar convoy, the security guard did not obstruct them at all; instead, he opened the gate early to welcome them.
As the Rolls-Royce entered through the gates of the villa, Chu Mo casually spoke,
“You just asked me what you could do…
This answer is something you need to ponder for yourself.
I don’t have specific demands for my spokespersons.
As long as you like it and find it meaningful, you can go ahead confidently.
The only thing I can offer you is ample funding and proper connections.
As for how far you can go, that still depends on your own efforts.”
As Chu Mo finished speaking, the convoy turned past the main thoroughfare’s fountain and then along the broad road; soon, as they passed Villa Number Eight, Chu Mo purposefully turned to look at it for a moment.
Villa Number Eight originally belonged to Zi Xuan.
After Zi Xuan went to Paris, it was left vacant, and later, Chu Mo had asked Ding Qian to live there.
Ding Qian had already become his most intimate relationship.
For this superstar he had long admired, Chu Mo was quite fond of her and would occasionally come here to spend the night.
As the convoy was about to leave, Chu Mo suddenly said,
“You will live in this Number Eight Villa from now on.
There’s only one person living here, a young girl about your age.
You two should become good friends.”
At Chu Mo’s indifferent words, Xuanyuan Fanghua also turned her head, her gaze briefly sweeping across the luxurious villa.
She merely nodded slightly, her expression devoid of any surprise.
As the heir to a trillionaire family, she usually lived in a manor, equally served by a dozen maids.
Although Villa Number Eight was luxurious, in Xuanyuan Fanghua’s eyes, it was just that.
The convoy soon arrived at Villa Number One.
As the sound of car doors opening echoed, momentarily, the middle-aged butler, Danny, personally helped Chu Mo out of the car.
Then, a dozen maids simultaneously bowed and said,
“Welcome home, master!”