Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Yin Yao's words were not loud, but they spread throughout the entire private room. The four girls opposite, who had already shifted their attention here upon seeing friction among the men, immediately stopped their chat and cast their gazes toward Chu Mo and Yin Yao.

Chu Mo remembered seeing Yin Yao earlier at the entrance, seemingly coming down from a Hummer, which was not particularly expensive but not cheap either—a car worth a million RMB or so. Having such a car for transportation suggested that he indeed had some assets at his disposal.

Recalling that the tall girl had mentioned the man had returned from studying in the States and planned to take over his family business, Chu Mo estimated that this Yin Yao's family should have assets in the tens or even hundreds of millions.

Of course, judging by the cultivation and fashion Yin Yao exhibited, Chu Mo inferred that his family's assets could be at most in the hundreds of millions, not more.

Such small businesses and wealth couldn't make a statement in the magic city, naturally falling outside of Chu Mo's range of interest.

Taking a slight breath and with an indifferent gleam in his eyes, Chu Mo casually said,

"Since Brother Yin wants to play, then I'll happily join you!"

Chu Mo's remark implied that he planned to enjoy a game with Yin Yao. To Chu Mo, who possessed limitless money, even the wealth of the magic city's top four families, each worth hundreds of billions, didn't matter to him, let alone the Hua Country's eight major families, each worth trillions.

As for Yin Yao, who had only a modest sum and relied on petty schemes, Chu Mo truly didn't regard him as significant.

Chu Mo's phone was linked with an unlimited bank card, which had inexhaustible funds, so he had no worries about money. Meanwhile, the tall and lean young man opposite, seeing Chu Mo game for a serious challenge, curved his lips into a smile and immediately said,

"It seems Brother Chu is quite capable. How about this? Betting a few hundred or thousand isn't interesting; let's bet twenty thousand in one go, what do you think?"

While Yin Yao was speaking, Chu Mo could see the girls who had been chatting now approaching their side, and even Li Tingting sat beside him.

At this point, not just Chu Mo but the others too felt that Yin Yao was somewhat unreliable.

Amidst the young man's laughter, Chu Mo indifferently said,

"If we're aiming to enjoy ourselves, let's make it a hundred thousand RMB per round."

Upon hearing this, the youth across hesitated for a moment. A bet of a hundred thousand RMB was strenuous even for someone of his status, but under the scrutiny of so many, he naturally couldn't afford to lose face. Moreover, he was confident that he wouldn't lose.

The card game began, and as Yin Yao dealt, Chu Mo casually flipped over his hand. He had merely glanced at it, yet at that moment, the atmosphere in the private room became decidedly tense. Even the chattering girls fell silent, all eyes fixated on Chu Mo and Yin Yao.

A hundred thousand per round was beyond the recreational limits of ordinary people. Even the girls, graduates from Fudan University with stable jobs and decent incomes, couldn't imagine participating in such a gamble.

With everyone watching, as Chu Mo and Yin Yao revealed their hands, sure enough, Chu Mo lost again.

Without any sign of regret, Chu Mo took out his phone and transferred a hundred thousand RMB to Yin Yao, then continued,

"Let's continue, how about five hundred thousand this round?"

Before Yin Yao, still awaiting the transfer notification, could show a smile, Chu Mo spoke up. As his words fell, the private room's atmosphere grew yet three shades heavier. At this juncture, Zhao Hongsen suddenly interjected,

"Brother Chu, Brother Yin, I'm the host here. I feel it's my place to say something. We've all come to accompany our girlfriends and shouldn't steal the show, right? Playing cards is just to kill time, there's no need to bet so high. Otherwise, it might harm the mood, and it wouldn't look good for the ladies, right?"

Zhao Hongsen had been the one to suggest playing cards. He was just a small team leader in his company, earning less than twenty thousand a month. In the costly magic city, he was only managing a normal life, contributing a bit to his girlfriend every month and saving hardly anything.

Having just lost a few thousand, he felt the pinch, but it wasn't unbearable. Now, seeing Chu Mo and Yin Yao raising the stakes to five hundred thousand, and sensing a bad premonition in his gut, he openly attempted to put a stop to it.

Chu Mo merely smiled faintly. Five hundred thousand was merely the price of half a bottle of wine for him, not even enough to buy a good bottle. Such an amount was trivial to him. However, Chu Mo was also aware that he was there to accompany Li Tingting this time, and the girls should be the center of attention; attracting too much spotlight would be improper.

Chu Mo honestly didn't care about the wins or losses. He fixed his gaze on the tall, thin young man across and said,

"Yin, what do you say?"

At this moment, if the tall and thin young man opposite him would just take the hint, today's gathering could essentially come to an end. That way, not only would he have won over a hundred thousand, but he'd have everything—both face and inner satisfaction.

Regrettably, people are greedy, and the confident young man who knew he wouldn't lose naturally didn't want to let the prize slip away. Once again, he lit a cigarette for himself and then said:

"The fun hasn't ended yet, we should keep going until it does, right? Isn't that what you said, Chu?"

Chu Mo looked at Yin Yao opposite him, chuckled lightly, and then nodded:

"Then let's continue!"

The card game went on, but this time, the stake per person had risen to half a million RMB, making it one million for the two of them.

A gambling pool involving millions was enough to be the lifetime earnings of an ordinary person, so everyone held their breath, and even the girls dared not breathe too loudly.

However, at this moment, Li Tingting at Chu Mo's side suddenly tugged at his sleeve. She then leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Mr. Chu... I'm sorry for making you spend so much!"

Chu Mo glanced at Li Tingting beside him, who wore a cautious expression. He patted her hand gently and replied with a beaming smile:

"Do you think I would care about losing this little amount?"

Upon hearing this, Li Tingting, who had initially worn a cautious expression, froze briefly, but soon, recalling the fact that the Mr.

Chu beside her lived in a mansion worth several hundred million, that he had over a dozen servants and dozens of bodyguards, and that various luxury cars and even private jets were a common sight in his courtyard, she realized that for someone of his status, likely worth at least several billion, a few hundred thousand was indeed insignificant.

With this thought in mind, Li Tingting's expression relaxed considerably.

Just then, Yin Yao started dealing the cards again. Chu Mo lifted the cards in front of him, threw them onto the table without even looking at them.

This time his two cards weren't bad, but before Chu Mo could anticipate more, Yin Yao across the table chuckled and said:

"Thank you, but it seems today is my lucky day, I win this hand!"

As his words fell, Yin Yao, still smiling, flipped his own cards over. His cards were once again slightly better than Chu Mo's.

This was Chu Mo's thirteenth loss. If luck was indeed a factor, then one could only say that Chu Mo's luck today was terribly bad. Of course, Chu Mo didn't believe in luck. After transferring another half a million to Yin Yao and under the watchful gaze of everyone in the room, Chu Mo continued:

"Let's go again, this time let's make it two million! Yin, with your luck being so good, you wouldn't dare to back out, would you?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Zhao Hongsen, who was nearby, suddenly started coughing violently. It was clear that he never anticipated the casual card game turning into such an intense confrontation.

The ease with which Chu Mo had just transferred half a million already proved his worth.

But there is a whole different level between half a million and two million—it's a limit unreachable for the average person.

Chu Mo spoke casually, but a moment of hesitation finally appeared on Yin Yao's face. However, after a brief moment, as if he had made up his mind about something, the tall and thin man clenched his teeth and declared firmly:

"If that's the case, then I'll see it through to the end!"