Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Yang Xuan's early progress wasn't substantial, but she indeed roped in more than a dozen capable subordinates. With Chu Mo's financial support, everything naturally went into full swing, commencing the selection, planning, and busy preparations for various aspects of the club.

While Chu Mo dealt with the invitations from the big shots, what Yang Xuan had to focus on was getting the club's venue up and running as soon as possible.

With Chu Mo's injection of several billion in funds, right from the start, the entire club was designed by internationally renowned designers, and every material and decoration used was of the world's top quality.

...

Time slowly moved into the end of July.

The weather had reached the hottest period of the year, and during this time, Chu Mo practically soaked in Villa Number One every day, even too lazy to step outside the gate.

The central air conditioning kept the entire villa at a consistently cool and comfortable temperature. Under such conditions, even the eight maids seldom ventured outside.

Occasionally, when the afternoon weather wasn't too scorching, Chu Mo would go for a swim in his pool.

Originally, he only knew breaststroke, but after taking some lessons from the head maid, he had also learned backstroke and treading water.

It rained that morning, and the weather turned cool and pleasant after the rain cleared up at noon. Chu Mo, who hadn't gone out for several days, suddenly had a bright idea—he really felt like eating barbecue.

The advantage of being wealthy was that he only needed to express his wishes, and others would naturally prepare everything for him.

The chief of the bodyguards, Shou Bo, took two people to buy all sorts of barbecue equipment, and the butler personally went to buy various ingredients. Once the barbecue grill was set up on the space in front of the pool, the chef himself got involved in preparing the materials. The eight maids, who rarely relaxed, also happily joined the barbecue party.

These maids had been with Chu Mo for a long time and had thoroughly understood his temperament.

Generally speaking, Chu Mo always appeared gentle and courteous, with no bad habits that were difficult to serve, and unlike those degenerate rich kids, he didn't enjoy playing tricks on people.

They had hardly ever seen him get angry, nor had he ever laid hands on them, which was most extraordinary.

There was also tremendous room for advancement working for Chu Mo. A month ago, each maid's level was raised by one, and their compensation was nearly doubled. Here, sometimes it was even more comfortable than their own homes, and the eight maids sincerely thought their Family Head was one of the few good people.

Naturally, having been together for a long time, in addition to treating Chu Mo with even more respect, they also felt a deeper sense of closeness in their hearts.

Today, for example, Chu Mo felt that eating barbecue alone wasn't fun, so he instructed the maids to lend a hand. After some hesitation, the head maid personally took the lead, and the eight young women cheerfully joined in.

"Mr. Chu, this is the skewer I grilled. Try it, see if it's good."

Reclining on the lounge chair by the pool, Chu Mo, appearing utterly boneless, was too lazy to even stand up.

He lazily opened his mouth, and the maid by his side promptly placed a sizzling skewer in his mouth. But just as it touched his lips, Chu Mo shook his head and said,

"Hot."

The young girl with egg-shaped cheeks blushed slightly. She took the sizzling skewer to her mouth and puffed her cheeks, gently blowing on it for Chu Mo. Being so close, the skewer even brushed against her lusciously red lips.

After blowing a few more times, the petite maid said with a flushed face,

"Mr. Chu..."

Her voice was soft, yet carried a sweet coquettishness, and her allure was accentuated by her wide, fluttering eyes.

Chu Mo hummed through his nose, giving his consent, and the maid once again brought the skewer to his mouth.

This time, he opened his mouth and took the oily skewer into his mouth, chewing gently and nodding slightly,

"The taste is good, but it would be better if it were a little more tender."

The small maid by his side, even her earlobes flushed, nodded in agreement and then murmured softly,

"I'll go grill a more tender one for Mr. Chu."

This young girl, who currently served as a fourth-level maid at Villa Number One with a monthly salary of sixty thousand, bounded joyfully to the barbecue grill in front, and amidst the crowd of maids, the excited girl exclaimed,

"Mr. Chu said the skewer I grilled is delicious; he even complimented me."

"Little Bell, confess and be lenient. When you blew on the skewer for the master, did your lips touch it? Don't try to lie; I saw it all clearly," an older maid grilled the one called Little Bell with widened eyes.

With an even shyer face, Little Bell unconsciously licked her red lips and then timidly nodded,

"It did touch a little, but I was just nervous, it's not like I did it on purpose."

"Ah... Little Bell, you little minx, you actually let the master eat your saliva, that's practically like an indirect kiss...

I want to do it, too. It's my turn next, no one else is allowed to fight me for it!"