Chu Mo felt that his culinary skills had improved rapidly recently. Although there was still a significant gap compared to the head chef at ho, he had nonetheless surpassed the level of simple ho cooking and had reached the skill level of a common restaurant chef.
His life had beco very regulated lately.
Every morning, he would jog for half an hour in his own yard, then after breakfast, he'd hone his culinary skills in the kitchen. Experience more tales on mvl
He would eat a lavish lunch that he made himself at noon, take a ninety-minute nap, work out in the gym in the afternoon, swim, or watch a movie in the ho cinema—by then, it would normally be evening.
After dinner around seven o'clock, Chu Mo would open his laptop—if inspiration struck, he would write a couple of articles. If not, he wouldn't force it. He'd casually browse the internet or play a few gas, and then go to bed promptly at eleven o'clock…
Therefore, with just a re week of such routine, Chu Mo had gained an additional four pounds!
Chu Mo cared a lot about his weight because he used to be too thin, looking quite underweight by over twenty pounds, combined with a lack of exercise, his immunity was poor, having a cold and runny nose every ti the seasons changed.
He had thought about exercising before, but it was always postponed for various reasons. Now that he had the ti and energy, he naturally wanted to take care of his body.
Life was pleasant, business was smooth—with the investnt in Bafang International Hotel completed, Chu Mo had spent a total of 2.8 billion RMB to acquire 30 percent of the hotel's shares. By adding another 200 million, he successfully positioned Zhan Bingxue as the chairwoman. One could say everything was going smoothly, which is why his spirits were quite good.
Naturally, with gains co losses. Perhaps it was because things had been going too smoothly lately, a touch of loneliness had unexpectedly crept into Chu Mo's heart...
Spending the days alone in the villa was peaceful, but when the night was quiet, he always felt an emptiness inside…!
It was ti to find a girlfriend.
At twenty-five, with only a month and a half away from turning twenty-six, this age was usually when one would be striving and fighting hard. However, the current Chu Mo no longer needed to make an effort; he had already reached the pinnacle attainable by most people.
If he wanted to climb higher, he would have to aim for even loftier goals—like using his limitless funds to build his own comrcial empire, or establish a secluded wealthy family and beco the founder...
But why bother with all that when he already had limitless money!
Chu Mo, who had the potential of a salted fish, now just wanted to enjoy life comfortably. He was absolutely not going to engage in mind-taxing endeavors.
Of course, he would still spend money and let others strive on his behalf. Such matters Chu Mo would not deliberately refuse.
Like Zhan Bingxue whom he was currently supporting—Chu Mo indeed had plans to cultivate her.
A beauty and billionaire CEO of a conglorate who was cold and arrogant in front of others, bowing and scraping in front of him—just thinking about it got Chu Mo's blood pumping!
Of course, there was no rush for this; at least, Zhan Bingxue had not yet earned Chu Mo's complete trust. For now, it was still an observation phase; otherwise, he would have outright bought the entire Bafang International Hotel, which would have eliminated the need for the ti-consuming negotiations.
The reason he only wanted thirty percent of the shares was that, in truth, Chu Mo also had the intention of using Sun Shangwu and the other three crafty foxes to temper and restrain Zhan Bingxue... Since her career had just started, he couldn't let her get too inflated.
Regarding Zhou Yuanyuan, who had montarily dazzled him at the KTV...
After several days to cool off, Chu Mo was certain that what happened was rely a montary surge of hormones, a normal male reaction.
Upon reflection, not only him, but probably every man in that private room would have felt that impulse at that mont.
As for calling it love, Chu Mo thought it was too early to co to such a conclusion.
This was also the reason why Chu Mo had not taken the initiative to contact her during the past week.
Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One had eight maids, one butler, one driver cum bodyguard, one chef, and one gardener—a total of twelve staff mbers. Villa number eight was unoccupied, with only two maids responsible for routine cleaning.
Out of these, the ten maids had an average monthly salary of 20,000 RMB each, the butler Danny's salary was 70,000 RMB a month. Adding the chef and driver, Chu Mo had to pay a monthly salary total of 330,000 RMB.
The monthly property maintenance fees for the three villas also amounted to more than 1.2 million RMB, including two in Emperor's Mansion and one on Greenery Avenue.
If you factor in expenses for food, drinks, and various miscellaneous costs, as well as the salaries for the six bodyguards around Zhan Bingxue, Chu Mo's monthly net expenditure reached a staggering 2.5 million RMB—and this didn't even include other special expenses.
Such as the al that cost over a million RMB when he entertained Xin'er and her three roommates, which wasn't included in this calculation!
The minimum annual expenditure of thirty to forty million RMB could strain even a wealthy person worth hundreds of millions.
However, for Chu Mo, who possessed limitless money, this was just a drop in the bucket.
Sotis Chu Mo really wanted to say, apart from money, he truly had nothing else.
After cooping himself up in the villa for over a week, Chu Mo finally couldn't stand it and went out.
Chu Mo wanted to add a new car for himself, as the villa's garage housed only that Rolls-Royce Phantom since he had given the Aston Martin away to Zhan Bingxue.
Honestly, Chu Mo had never really cared for the forty-seven million RMB Aston Martin. He had bought it with the mindset of using it for practice, and after the encounter with Shen Yaoyao at the coffee shop, his interest in the car had diminished even further.
The reserved Rolls-Royce was more suited for solemn occasions, where a driver was almost always required. If he wanted to go out by himself for so errands, the car wasn't that appropriate.
So Chu Mo thought about getting a new car for his own use.
After so contemplation and settling of his mind over this period, Chu Mo no longer held the initial thought of having to purchase a supercar worth hundreds of millions. His nouveau-riche ntality had slowly transitioned to one of calm and composure.
Nowadays, Chu Mo appeared much more restrained.
On Saturday, he started the morning with his usual jog, honed his cooking skills, had lunch, and took a nap. Upon waking, Chu Mo left the house.
He took his usual place in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.
The young man in the driver's seat was nad Shou Bo, and with ti Chu Mo had learned that this very strapping youth was just twenty-seven years old.
Shou Bo had retired from his squad two years earlier and had joined a bodyguard company following a friend's recomndation. Afterwards, he caught the eye of those at Emperor's Mansion and was hired on a high salary. Chu Mo understood that Shou Bo ca from a reconnaissance team, and in close combat, without the use of weapons, he could easily take down three to five hooligans!
Shou Bo was not only the chauffeur but also responsible for Chu Mo's safety, earning a monthly salary of fifteen thousand RMB. This salary was not very high, at least five thousand RMB less than the average salary of the ten maids at the villa!
However, the young man in the driver's seat was quite satisfied with his wage; after all, his work wasn't particularly busy, and it could even be described as relaxed.
For instance, Chu Mo had spent the past week at ho, so naturally, there was nothing for him to do!
Chu Mo had never been to the car city, and the Rolls-Royce was actually purchased by Zhan Bingxue; as the car slowly pulled up to the Audi Dealership, before even stepping into the lobby, a smartly dressed, clean-cut young man in a suit ca to greet them.
The quick and polite Shou Bo got out of the car and respectfully opened the door for Chu Mo. As Chu Mo stepped out of the car in his leather shoes, the salesman with the buzz cut imdiately greeted him with respect:
"Do you have a reservation, Sir?"
Chu Mo waved his hand, and the man, his eyes shining with joy, smiled and said:
"Good day, Sir. I'm Jin Can, a sales consultant at Audi. You can call Xiao Jin. Do you have any particular model in mind, Sir?"
Chu Mo wasn't interested in sports cars. Truth be told, the only car he liked and could na was the Audi A6.
Years ago, when he first saw that sleek, black vehicle in a parking lot, he fell deeply in love with it.
"Sir, we are currently hosting a car exhibition; you may look around to see if there's any model you like!" the enthusiastic but humble sales consultant Xiao Jin suggested.
Chu Mo nodded slightly and entered the exhibition hall, where he was imdiately faced with a vehicle exuding wild charm, its white paint reflecting blinding light under the crystal chandeliers.
The hall was, roughly speaking, three to four hundred square ters large, with a dozen different models of cars neatly arranged for viewing.
The ceiling of the lobby was very high, with rows of glittering chandeliers creating a luxurious and grand atmosphere, while crowds of people milled about.
A casual glance around the hall, and indeed, Chu Mo noticed several new display cars surrounded by several shapely car models striking seductive poses by the exhibition stands.
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