NOVEL Trillionaire's Slice of Life Chapter 901
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Chapter 901: Chapter 595: The Helplessness of Zhou Yuanyuan_2 Chapter 901 -595: The Helplessness of Zhou Yuanyuan_2 Breathing gently, Chu Mo directly spoke:

鈥淵our Highness the Princess, I promised to deliver the Longevity Pill to you, and I will certainly do so.

As for the B-level membership to the Longevity Club, it would be best to hand it over to your father, the King of Denmark.

Of course, Princess Sophie and I are already the best of friends, so if you need anything in the future, just call me directly.

I will lend a hand whenever I can.鈥

Seeing that Chu Mo had intentions of seeing her off, and despite not knowing exactly what had happened, Sophie felt a small sigh of relief.

Her willingness to sacrifice herself just now was partly because the allure of the Longevity Club membership beckoned her, and partly because she felt she had no other choice.

The Denmark royal family needed to join the Longevity Club.

It was also necessary to build a good relationship with Mr.

...

Chu from Magic City.

If she upset him and botched the affair, even as a princess, she could lose favor.

But now, things were alright.

Since Chu Mo didn鈥檛 seem interested in her, and she was able to complete the task given by her father芒鈧€漷o acquire a Longevity Pill for the low price of thirty-five million, even securing a B-level membership芒鈧€漵he could be considered to have accomplished a great feat.

However, her happiness didn鈥檛 last long; upon seeing the handsome young man before her and the confident and refined aura he exuded, Sophie suddenly felt a sense of melancholy.

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Princess Sophie from Danmai, twenty-four years old and still without a boyfriend, never lacked the attention of outstanding young men.

Many heirs to great families and some nobles of high status took pride in the chance to win the princess鈥檚 heart, so Sophie was never short of stellar suitors.

But now, even the most outstanding among them paled in comparison to the young man before her.

Take, for instance, the son of the Danish finance minister, who pursued her most sincerely and was of the highest status.

Even this young man, renowned for his talent and charm, seemed visibly inferior to Chu Mo.

More importantly, the gentleman before her could converse with ease with the Ross family patriarch and with Edward, the godfather of luxury brands, and could seal deals worth hundreds of billions with a simple wave of his hand.

And he himself was tall and handsome.

Such a man, even her father, the King of Danmai, would have to treat with great caution.

As for the finance minister鈥檚 son, he probably wouldn鈥檛 even qualify to carry Chu Mo鈥檚 shoes in comparison.

If she could grow old together with Mr.

Chu, wouldn鈥檛 the Herm脙篓s and Chanel products he purchased also count as brands under her umbrella?

At that thought, Sophie鈥檚 secret delight completely vanished, and she was suddenly filled with a sense of loss.

She slightly opened her mouth, originally intending to say something to make him stay.

But upon seeing the young man opposite her appearing completely relaxed and unperturbed, she swallowed the words that had reached her lips.

As Princess Sophie from Danmai slowly exited the reception room, not much time passed before the sound of knocking came from the door once again.

Chu Mo directly invited the person to come in.

Then, Liang Bing first appeared in his field of vision, followed by a portly middle-aged man.

Chu Mo鈥檚 gaze merely swept over the middle-aged man, quickly shifting his attention to the graceful figure who entered last.

She was the university belle from the University of Science and Technology and also the roommate and close friend of Chu Mo鈥檚 cousin, Chu Xiner.

Before Chu Mo could speak, the portly middle-aged man stepped forward eagerly, grabbing his hand with a face full of warmth and sighed:

鈥淢r.

Chu, I finally meet you.

I have always heard Yuan Yuan mention Mr.

Chu, but due to being busy with various matters, I haven鈥檛 had the chance to meet you.

Now that we finally have met, Mr.

Chu truly stands out as a distinguished figure among men.鈥

Chu Mo withdrew his hand from the middle-aged man鈥檚 grip, somewhat unaccustomed to the other鈥檚 enthusiasm.

鈥淢r.

Zhou, hello.鈥

Chu Mo casually greeted him and subtly gestured, then proactively reached out to Zhou Yuanyuan, who had remained silent behind them:

鈥淧lease have a seat, both of you.

Yuan Yuan and I could also be considered close friends; let鈥檚 dispense with the formalities.鈥

The two took their seats, with a middle-aged man named Zhou Qinghua sitting to the left of Chu Mo, and Zhou Yuanyuan sitting behind the middle-aged man.

Chu Mo had Liang Bing serve tea, and soon two cups of pleasantly fragrant, top-tier Spirit Rhyme Tea were brought over.

The middle-aged man beside him did not stand on ceremony.

He picked up his tea cup, gently blew on the tea leaves, and then took a delicate sip, exclaiming with a surprised face,

鈥淓xcellent tea!

It seems Mr.

Chu is also a tea lover.

This tea is no worse than the Big Red Robe from Mount Wuyi!鈥

Hearing this, Chu Mo鈥檚 lips curled slightly, but he did not reply.

The top-tier Spirit Rhyme Tea, worth 150 million per jin, and one jin of these tea leaves could only brew a few dozen cups at most.

Just the small cup in front of them was worth more than two million, so naturally, it was aromatic and delicious, with an endless aftertaste.

Since the middle-aged man in front of him could not identify it as Spirit Rhyme Tea, it only showed that he had never enjoyed such top-tier tea leaves before.

Otherwise, if one had ever tasted the Spirit Rhyme Tea, they would never forget its rich aroma in their lifetime.

Of course, with a little thought, this was also within reason.

The production of Spirit Rhyme Tea was scarce, only distributed in small quantities among the eight great families.

Before subduing Wu Kunpeng, even if Chu Mo had limitless money, he had no way to purchase this top-tier tea.

It was precisely because he had subdued Wu Kunpeng and used his channels that Chu Mo was able to acquire some top-tier Spirit Rhyme Tea.

For someone like Zhou Qinghua, the channels at his disposal simply could not procure such top-tier tea leaves.

Moreover, given his status, even if he were to visit the eight great families, they would not offer the precious Spirit Rhyme Tea to entertain him, since his stature was not significant enough to be a distinguished guest of the great families.

Chu Mo did not speak; he only waited silently.

Since Zhou Qinghua and his daughter had personally come to visit, it indicated that they must be seeking something from himself.

There was no need for him to say much; they would initiate the conversation on their own.

Indeed, after only a moment, Zhou Qinghua, having put down his tea cup, leaned slightly forward.

He looked directly at Chu Mo and then said,

鈥淢r.

Chu, our Yuan Yuan, well, she鈥檚 been spoiled.

She鈥檚 always considered herself above everyone else.

I鈥檝e introduced her to plenty of eminent young men from distinguished families before, but she wouldn鈥檛 even give them a second glance.

However, recently, she keeps mentioning Mr.

Chu, and I鈥檝e never seen her hold a male peer in such high regard.

Out of curiosity, I, as her father, decided to come and see for myself.

I hope Mr.

Chu doesn鈥檛 mind.鈥

Zhou Qinghua in front of him was clearly planning to use his daughter as a shield.

As for his real purpose in coming here, Chu Mo did not need to guess; it definitely had to do with the Longevity Club and the Longevity Pill.

Chu Mo turned his gaze to Zhou Yuanyuan, who was sitting beside him.

The Zhou family鈥檚 usually cold-hearted young lady now had a slight blush on her cheeks.

Clearly, being pushed forward by her father as a shield, and having him say she always mentioned Chu Mo, were things that had probably never happened, and Zhou Yuanyuan, though resentful of being mentioned in such a manner by her own father, knew that this was not the time to throw a tantrum.

It was one thing to act however she wanted normally, but if she refuted her father openly now, she might end up grounded upon returning home.

Unable to refute, Zhou Yuanyuan could only lower her head, not daring to look at Chu Mo again.

As for Chu Mo, he also saw through but did not point it out, directly following up on the middle-aged man鈥檚 words,

鈥淵uan Yuan is a close friend of my cousin Xin鈥檈r.

To be honest, our Xin鈥檈r really owes a lot to Yuan Yuan鈥檚 help.鈥

Zhou Qinghua was obviously thick-skinned enough to not hesitate using his daughter to his advantage.

Once he had initiated the conversation with Chu Mo, he immediately made an excuse and said,

鈥淢r.

Chu, the reason I鈥檓 here is actually to ask a favor.

I wonder if Mr.

Chu could鈥?鈥

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