Chapter 876: Chapter 583: Yang Xiulu’s Mixed Feelings Chapter 876: Chapter 583: Yang Xiulu’s Mixed Feelings The slightly hunched figure of Rothschild slowly approached Chu Mo, a smile creasing his wrinkled face as he said sothing casually.
Geng Pan, the heir to the Ross family, imdiately explained:
“Mr.
Chu, my father is greeting you.”
Chu Mo nodded in thanks.
At this mont, the old man’s gaze shifted to the third row, where Grandfather Lu was sitting, whose face blossod into a radiant smile before starting a cordial conversation with him.
By now, in front of the Longevity Club, dozens of top tycoons were all gathered around Rothschild, each one behaving obediently like schoolchildren, with nobody daring to interrupt rashly.
Watching the two elderly n chatting amicably, Chu Mo suddenly rembered that Grandfather Lu seed to have a deep connection with the Rothschild family.
A year ago, when he held his first private yacht party, it was Grandfather Lu who had introduced him, allowing him to buy Paradise Island from the Rothschild family for twenty billion US dollars.
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Seeing the warmth between the two now, Chu Mo couldn’t help but feel slightly moved.
There were four people at the scene with wealth in the trillions, including the Saudi King and several princes and princesses, but none of them could make Rothschild spare another glance.
It was Grandfather Lu, who only had a hundred billion in assets and so stature in the Magician City, who received the patriarch’s affection.
There must be relationships unknown to him.
Of course, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, Chu Mo looked up at the increasingly fierce sun.
It didn’t seem quite right to let a group of top tycoons stand under it any longer, so he took the initiative to invite them:
“Gentlen, let us go inside for so tea and a chat.”
Following his lead, and with a concerted response, the nurous tycoons promptly cleared a path.
Then, in a harmonious atmosphere, they all slowly entered the Longevity Club hall.
In two rows, ten stunningly beautiful female attendants, each with a beauty score of ninety-five, bowed slightly.
At this ti, Chu Mo was accompanying the Rothschild family head, with Fan Zhijian, the Family Head of the Fan family, closely following him.
When they arrived at the private elevator, as the doors opened, Chu Mo made a gesture of invitation.
The family head of Rothschild, with a natural expression, stepped into the private elevator.
Chu Mo then signalled to Grandfather Lu, who after a mont’s hesitation, upon seeing the elder waiting inside the elevator, walked in with confidence.
Chu Mo was the third to enter, followed by others of sufficient status in single file.
Of course, even though the private elevator was large, it could only take seven or eight people at a ti.
Aside from Chu Mo, the Rothschild family head, and Grandafter Lu, there was the Saudi King, an Arican internet billionaire worth two trillion, the trillionaire Jewelry Queen Princess Mina, and Yang Xuan, the club’s general manager.
Everyone else stood respectfully at the elevator entrance until the doors closed, and then they took turns taking the adjacent elevators upstairs.
Naturally, the Longevity Club didn’t have just one elevator.
In fact, the club had a total of eight elevators.
Nevertheless, not too many people could ride at once.
These top tycoons needed no instruction or arrangent; they automatically entered the elevators according to their status.
When the last elevator was full but the elevator issued an overweight warning, everyone’s gaze unconsciously turned towards Yang Xiulu, the third Young Master of the Yang family.
There were eleven people in this elevator, which indeed was one over the standard capacity of ten.
In there were Ren Wenxuan, the Director of Shangyuan Entertainnt with assets of a hundred billion, Luo Hao, the Family Head of the Luo family from Capital City with five hundred and eighty billion, Liu Ping, another Family Head with three hundred billion, among other billionaires.
Essentially, these were all influential figures from the Capital City circle.
The only junior in the entire elevator was Yang Xiulu, the third Young Master of the Yang family.
Although he was one of the eight great family scions of the Yang family, he wasn’t the successor and was soone excluded from the center of power.
Moreover, he had been specially allowed to enter to receive a Longevity Pill and complete his task, after which he would no longer be eligible to enter here.
Hence, if soone had to leave the elevator, it would inevitably be Yang Xiulu, the one with the lowest status.
Feeling the stares of so many top magnates, Yang Xiulu, handso though he was, appeared slightly embarrassed.
Back in his own circles, he was the leader of the Capital City’s second-generation elite, looked up to by everyone, and wielding considerable influence on account of his family’s prestige.
Unlimited glory was his to command.
But here, he faced many top tycoons worth billions, and as he wasn’t Yang Jianguo, the family successor, nobody needed to consider his feelings.
So, despite the irritation in his heart, he was the only one to leave the elevator.
Taking a deep breath and feeling his cheeks burn, Yang Xiulu had just started to step out when a brawny middle-aged man with a slightly dark complexion beside him suddenly burst out laughing:
“It’s quite stuffy upstairs, and I’m craving for a smoke.
I’ll go downstairs to have one, you all go on up.”
With those words, the composed middle-aged man casually stepped out of the elevator.
At that mont, the piercing alarm of the ordinary elevator finally ceased.
Just then, Yang Xiulu, who didn’t need to leave anymore, bit his lip and stepped out as well.
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