Trillionaire's Slice of Life

What is the concept of three hundred thousand in cash?

For Chu Mo, who had never handled so much cash before, it was undoubtedly an incredibly thrilling experience.

However, after the excitement faded, Chu Mo looked at the laptop in his hands, and he began to worry again.

Without even a plastic bag to his name, how was he supposed to carry all that money? Could he possibly cradle it in his arms?

If he did that, regardless of safety, it really would be too undignified.

"I'm about to get off work too, I'll give you a ride. As our bank's VIP customer, I must take good care of you! Just wait a moment!"

Ling Yue's face wore a smile, and as soon as her words fell, without allowing Chu Mo to refuse, she turned and left.

It wasn't a long wait, only about ten minutes, when Ling Yue reappeared before him, having swapped her business suit for a light blue, strapless dress.

The linen dress was light and flowing, a departure from her work attire, revealing slender and fair arms that seemed to gleam under the lighting.

Her shoulder-length hair with subtle hints of dark red was loosely draped, and her small, delicate face was painted with light makeup.

On her feet were a pair of light purple high heels, and though she was a bit shorter than him, Ling Yue held a large tote bag and said with a smile:

"Here, use my handbag!"

Startled for a moment, he took his gaze off the stunning figure before him and began stuffing the cash from the table into the handbag, while Chu Mo's heart was anything but calm.

If it had been before, even if he randomly encountered this old classmate, at most they would have exchanged a few words before parting ways. But now, not only had she initiated conversation, but she was also willing to accompany him…!

Chu Mo touched the gold card in his pocket subtly, well aware that the reason for this change was this small, unlimited credit card.

Was this the treatment of the wealthy?

Holding the laptop in his left hand and the gray handbag over his right shoulder, they stepped out of the bank, and Ling Yue asked with a chuckle:

"Which one is your car, Mr. Chu? I wonder if this old classmate of mine has the honor of trying it out!"

Her tone was teasing, and as an old classmate, it didn't seem awkward for her to say something like that.

In Ling Yue's mind, Chu Mo was already worth hundreds of millions, so at the very least, he should be driving a luxury car worth millions to match his status.

However, upon hearing this, Chu Mo could only smile wryly and shake his head, then said lightly:

"I haven't had the chance to purchase one yet. I'm planning to get a new outfit. Let's head to Patek Philippe first—I saw a watch online that I liked."

Patting the bag on his shoulder, Chu Mo joked, "I don't even know if this money is enough!"

As the conversation ended, the headlights of a red Audi A4 suddenly lit up, and Ling Yue, smiling, said first:

"Let's go, let me expand my horizons with you, old classmate!"

Watching the slender figure slide into the driver's seat, an unusual look flashed in Chu Mo's eyes as he, too, settled into the passenger seat.

Chu Mo didn't understand cars very well, but he had some recollection of the Audi A4—it should cost around four hundred thousand.

Being able to drive such a car just three years after graduation and also hold a managerial position at the Agricultural Bank, Chu Mo firmly believed Ling Yue must have some backing at home.

Ling Yue drove skillfully, which suggested she had been driving for quite some time. By contrast, Chu Mo, who had obtained his driver's license in his junior year but had never touched a car except during driving lessons, seemed greatly lacking.

No man doesn't like cars. In the past, he was too poor to even think about them. Now that he had the means, desire began to swell in Chu Mo's heart!

Chu Mo pondered whether he should go to the car dealership now, but a glance at the sunset slowly falling behind the hills dissuaded him, thinking that by the time he got to the auto city, they would probably be closing.

Just as a tinge of regret began to rise in his heart, the Audi smoothly pulled into a parking spot.

In front of the Patek Philippe store, light purple high heels stepped out of the Audi, followed by the appearance of a tall, exquisitely beautiful woman.

A face with 93% beauty was the absolute focal point anywhere. Amid the evaluative gazes of a dozen onlookers, the statuesque beauty, standing at least 178 cm tall in her high heels, approached a bespectacled man with a sweet smile, the very picture of demure charm.

In the crushing disappointment of the surrounding gentlemen, Chu Mo walked with Ling Yue toward the Patek Philippe store.

Despite his cheap, carpet-like clothes at the moment, Chu Mo didn't show a hint of timidity, buoyed by the money in his pocket.

Upon entering the showroom, a giant ornamental rock resembling a dragon-lion hybrid presented itself, its massive size instilling a subtle sense of oppression.

After turning the corner, an expansive, luxurious hall came into view, free from clamor and bustle, exuding a quiet and elegant ambiance.

The ceiling of the showroom was adorned with dazzling crystal chandeliers lined up in two neat rows while unknown light music echoed softly off the walls, infusing the entire space with an atmosphere of luxury and refinement.

In this slightly oppressive environment for the average person, Ling Yue unconsciously fell half a step behind Chu Mo.

And that half-step immediately established a distinction between leader and follower.

With soft instrumental music ringing in his ears and the delicate fragrance tickling his nostrils, a woman dressed in a suit approached with a welcoming smile.

With a beauty score of 90 points, around 28 or 29 years old, and an air of maturity about her, the woman came before them and extended her hand in a guiding gesture, saying, "This way, please!"

Chu Mo gave a slight nod of acknowledgment.

"I am a sales representative for Patek Philippe. You can call me Linda. I will be providing full service for both of you today, please take a seat. First, I'll introduce you to the history and brand of Patek Philippe—we are a..."

Chu Mo gently waved his hand, savoring the scent emanating from the saleswoman in front of him. He was sure she had spritzed on perfume.

When he was with Ling Yue just a moment ago, Chu Mo hadn't detected anything special, but now, his sense of smell was enveloped in a sweet fragrance.

It wasn't an overwhelming smell that irritated the nose; on the contrary, it was subtle, as if surrounded by the natural scent of flowers, appealing and enticing.

"I'd like to go straight to seeing the watches.

Could you show me the 5296G-010 model?"

"Certainly, right this way, please!"

Far from being upset by Chu Mo's interruption, Linda, who was just a touch less striking than the school beauty Ling Yue, gifted them a faint smile under the gentle music, appearing even more attractive.

She could tell this gentleman possessed a strong desire to purchase, a kind of customer she was genuinely eager to serve.

As they walked into the store, the lavishness that greeted Ling Yue touched her deeply and made her acutely aware that she and her old classmate were no longer on the same level.

Thus, without realizing it, her previous warmth and closeness diminished, replaced by a subtle distance growing within her—a distancing which caused her to unconsciously lag half a step behind.

The confident and composed demeanor Chu Mo sported made it difficult for Ling Yue to associate him with the shy, awkward boy she remembered from their past!

Anyone shopping here would need to spend at least several hundred thousand or even over a million. While Ling Yue's family was considered elite, her income was such that a single visit here would scare her away from even entering!

After three years apart, this old classmate had become increasingly intriguing!