Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Fang Nianhan quietly entered the most pinnacle circle of the entire banquet, a circle that consisted of merely a dozen people. However, the identities these few represented were anything but ordinary. Collectively, their total worth would surpass a horrifying several trillion.

Those who could stand within this circle were without exception elderly men in their decades-old ages, even Ren Wenxuan, who was forty-five this year, was the youngest member of this elite group.

And there was Fang Nianhan, barely in her twenties; her presence here was, to say the least, quite an anomaly.

The entire hall was automatically divided into several layers according to different classes, statuses, and identities, and within each layer were several circles. The very bottom layer housed those billionaires worth tens or hundreds of billions. To the average person, these individuals might possess the ability to control the wind and the rain, but in this circle, without connections or sufficient assets, they were the least visible.

Likewise, it was this group of people, who keenly observed and listened from all directions, always thinking about how to blend into a higher class. Even if they couldn't reap significant benefits, becoming familiar faces was a cause for happiness for them.

Apart from these smaller capitalists, the second and third generations from minor families were always clustered around the top-tier heirs. Of course, they were only marginal figures, like Fang Nianhan used to be. As the young lady of the Fang family, if she hadn't possessed sufficient beauty, she would have been mere cannon fodder in the circle of heirs. Even with extreme beauty, she was nothing more than a vase to be admired.

At the core of the heir's circles were inheritors from major families like Yang Jianguo, the heir to the Yang family, the center of all the heirs.

And Liu Wei, the heir to the Liu family, was the core of his own circle.

These top-tier heirs were once the very persons Fang Nianhan sought to ingratiate herself with.

Above them were those worth over a hundred billion but less than five hundred billion – the top magnates.

For these individuals to ascend further, they could only curry favor with the top-tier families. However, they fell short of magnates like Ren Wenxuan, the hundred-billionaires, so they couldn't truly blend into the uppermost circle. Yet, these magnates already qualified to step into the highest echelon, forming a class of their own and also becoming the objects of flattery for the smaller billionaires.

At the center of everyone's attention was the most elite circle, where the lowest net worth was a hundred billion, the same figures that everyone in the hall aspired to curry favor with.

For anyone, being able to squeeze into this circle, even to speak a single word, was a matter of immense pride.

This circle comprised entirely of men, mostly those in their seventies or eighties. The sole young person, and the only female, was the stunningly beautiful, barely-twenty-year-old Fang Nianhan.

At this moment, clad in a luxurious evening gown, Fang Nianhan was like a bright red flower amidst countless green leaves in the stuffy atmosphere of the elite circle, attractively vibrant.

Holding sway over a multi-billion conglomerate and leading the entire company in its soaring success, Fang Nianhan had now reached the summit of the second-generation circle in Capital City. All her peers took pride in her, with many seeing her as a role model.

At that moment, witnessing Fang Nianhan mingling with top magnates with charm and ease, as graceful as a fairy, a handsome young man in the circle of heirs suddenly exclaimed,

"Nianhan is truly powerful. You see, even the chairman of Zhongxun Group is grinning ear to ear in front of her. I know that old man has a terrible temper. Last time at a banquet, he almost resorted to violence. Nianhan has really avenged us all this time!"

As the handsome young man's words trailed off, another youth in his mid-twenties said with adoration,

"Nianhan is now the representative for all of us. Even my dad tells me to learn from her. Whoever marries her is set for life, soaring high without a doubt."

Hardly had the youth finished speaking when a round-faced girl beside him scoffed,

"Xi Gua, you must be drunk. Who doesn't know that Fang Nianhan is Mr. Chu's woman from Magic City? Whoever dares to covet Fang Nianhan is asking for trouble, don't you think?

Can't you see? The reason those old men are so polite to little Miss Fang Nianhan is all because of Mr. Chu standing behind her. Without Mr. Chu's support, she's nothing at all."

As the round-faced girl finished, the youth called Xi Gua opened his mouth to retort, but Liu Wei beside him gestured dismissively,

"Xi Gua, Ye Zi, there's no need for you two to argue. Let's keep it amongst ourselves and not take it to heart. If someone with a motive overheard us, it could cause trouble for our families. Let's be cautious with our words."

As the future heir of the Liu family and the core of their small circle, his words held sway, prompting everyone to fall silent.

It wasn't just Liu Wei's group; when others in the different circles looked at Fang Nianhan, who occupied the core position, their gazes were filled with profound admiration.

The title 'Capital City's Number One Beauty and CEO' was enshrined as the highest goddess in the hearts of her peers.