Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Become a big star? You should ask how many people in this world don't harbor a dream of stardom.

When I first started as a livestreamer, I did try to bring Wen Wen on board, but her singing was indeed very average, and her personality was somewhat reserved, so she gave up after two days.

Someone tone-deaf like me and Wen Wen, I doubt any company would be willing to sign us; otherwise, Wen Wen wouldn't be so worried about finding a job."

Clad in a black miniskirt that revealed her pale long legs, Zhao Shuangshuang sat with her knees together, her posture elegant and dignified.

Chu Mo, on the other hand, found the idea feasible.

He had been wondering how to compensate Chu Wen and now had a plan in mind. He began to seriously consider its feasibility.

First of all, Chu Wen had been a car model before; she was tall and good-looking, with definitely enough visual appeal. As for her poor singing, it was only because she hadn't undergone professional training. With Chu Mo around, she would naturally get the best teachers.

With his full support behind her, even if she only acted as a vase in movies, she didn't have to become a top-tier superstar. Achieving third or fourth-tier status would still be possible.

Besides, even if she never became famous, as long as she signed with his company, receiving a salary of tens of thousands per month would be much better than many white-collar jobs. At the very least, her basic needs would be assured.

With this thought in mind, Chu Mo, who now had a plan, earnestly looked at Zhao Shuangshuang across from him and began to speak:

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"I'll need your help with this. I recently started an entertainment company with a friend, and we have three top-line stars in our company, including Ding Xiaoni. I'm not sure if you know her; she's with us.

It might be difficult for Wen Wen to become a top-tier superstar, but becoming a second or third-tier artist is certainly doable.

Since I have shares in this company and will be the one to intervene personally, I can absolutely ensure Wen Wen won't encounter any of those horrible unwritten rules and such.

Help me persuade Wen Wen. I can sign her to a contract which guarantees her a base salary of fifty thousand per month, whether she becomes a star or not."

"Are you guys still looking for new talent? Do you think I cut it?"

Her eyes filled with anticipation, Zhao Shuangshuang suddenly stood up and twirled in front of herself, like a graceful butterfly in full bloom.

Narrowing his eyes, if it were only Chu Wen, given her nature, she might refuse.

With Zhao Shuangshuang accompanying her, and considering the two women were already close friends, and Zhao Shuangshuang had indeed taken good care of Chu Wen in the past, having them together would provide mutual support.

Of course, for Chu Mo, this was just a matter of talking, with no difficulty whatsoever. Without hesitation, Chu Mo nodded and said:

"Sure, as long as you convince Chu Wen, both of you will join together, with the same treatment, a base salary of fifty thousand per month."

He paused for a moment, then hesitantly asked:

"Right, don't you have a regular job? Wen Wen is unemployed now, so she's free to do anything, but you're a stewardess. Are you sure you want to come to my company?"

The girl with widened eyes instantly replied:

"Of course I'll resign. Is there even a choice? How much do I earn working myself to death as a stewardess every month? It's not even enough to support myself.

Otherwise, why would I need to livestream? The salary at your place is so high. Plus, with a big boss like you looking after us, Wen Wen and I can at least expect to live comfortably, right?"

After pausing briefly and sitting down again with a serious expression, she continued:

"Besides, I know you want to make it up to Wen Wen. At least you don't have any bad intentions towards us, so there's nothing to worry about."

Without arguing, Chu Mo glanced at his watch, then stood up and said:

"Someone is waiting for me downstairs, so I won't stay long. Remember to talk to Wen Wen when she comes back. If all goes well, you can resign tomorrow.

"I can't guarantee anything else, but you two girls will live a refined life in the Magic City from now on—that much is not a problem."

Chu Mo went to the door to change his shoes, and Zhao Shuangshuang, who also stood up behind him, said expectantly:

"Stay for dinner, Wen Wen should be back soon. If she finds out I didn't treat you well, that girl will be angry."

Chu Mo shook his head, changed his shoes, opened the door, and walked straight out of the room.

At the elevator entrance, after pressing the button and waiting for the elevator, Zhao Shuangshuang, who had also changed into high heels, quickly caught up with him.

"Let me walk you out. You tipped me so much money last time, I haven't had a chance to thank you yet."

After the elevator doors opened and the two walked in, Chu Mo smiled and said:

"You didn't mention it, and I actually forgot. Last time I charged about a million, tipped you four hundred thousand, and there's still six hundred thousand left in the account that I haven't touched."

Upon hearing this, the girl whose eyes immediately widened, exclaimed in surprise, and then said excitedly:

"Ah...really? You're not just teasing me to make me happy, are you?"

The account on that live streaming platform indeed still had six hundred thousand untouched, and Chu Mo couldn't be bothered to explain.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor; stepping out of the elevator and walking forward, Chu Mo casually said:

"You take care of Wen Wen then. She doesn't like to trouble people, so she will never contact me proactively.

You have my phone number; you can reach out to me for anything in the future. Also, if Wen Wen doesn't agree, you can quit your job first. Once you're out of work too, she'll have no other choice."

"Pfft, playing the long game, right? This strategy sounds good."

As they spoke, they reached the front of the building. At that moment, a series of car engines ignited in response to Chu Mo's wave from a nearby parking spot.

When the elegant Bentley slowly drove up, Zhao Shuangshuang by his side fell silent; then the twelve-million Bentley moved forward and stopped in a parking spot, followed closely by the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

As a long line of cars came to a halt in front, with a series of car doors opening, several tall and sturdy bodyguards virtually surrounded the entire building. Shou Bo approached, helping to open the back door of the Rolls-Royce for Chu Mo. At that moment, Chu Mo, who had turned slightly, said offhandedly:

"Miss Zhao, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of Wen Wen's matters."

Zhao Shuangshuang, standing in high heels and a mini skirt, showing off her long white legs, covered her mouth with her hand, her bright eyes full of shock and complex emotions. The vivacious girl from just a moment ago was now somewhat restrained as she said:

"I... I know what to do."

Chu Mo nodded, then sat in the back of the Rolls-Royce, accompanied by Shou Bo and a few bodyguards. As the car door shut, the tall men who had been keeping watch promptly got into their vehicles.

As the window rolled down, Chu Mo waved one last time at the tall girl who stood there staring blankly.

Then, the convoy of twelve luxury cars proceeded one after the other towards the community gate.

It was quite a while before the nearby chatter started up again, and an old man even whispered to his companion that a big shot lived in this complex.

By this time, having slowly regained her composure, Zhao Shuangshuang watched the luxurious caravan disappear from view. The girl with the sparkling eyes whispered to herself:

"He's definitely a golden thigh. If I don't hold on tight, my twenty-four years would have been wasted."

As her words fell, the girl, hopping and skipping with an excited expression on her charming face, turned around and left, murmuring to herself:

"I might really take off from here...!"