Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1936 - 835: 1 Trillion

Capítulo 1936: Chapter 835: 1 Trillion

“Xiaodong!” Chu Xianling called out softly to Song Xiaodong, a bit worried, clutching Song Xiaodong’s arm even tighter.

“It’s fine, I’m not spending my own money.” Song Xiaodong whispered in Chu Xianling’s ear.

The host brought up many accountants, who checked for a long time.

Secretary Xu, frightened, hurriedly called Han Yang.

“Deputy Mayor Han, something’s wrong…”

“What happened now, what’s wrong again…” Han Yang knew things weren’t good as soon as he heard Secretary Xu’s words.

“Song Xiaodong and Zhang Dongfang are at it, bidding on a piece of porcelain, competing to see who’s richer. Song Xiaodong pulled out a card, maxed out the card reader, and after five minutes, the accountants couldn’t calculate how much Song Xiaodong was bidding.”

“What’s he doing, is he crazy? Got money to burn? Intentionally stealing the spotlight from our Overseas Chinese?”

“Exactly, he’s doing it on purpose. Deputy Mayor Han, did we offend him somehow?” Secretary Xu asked.

“Ah…” Han Yang sighed again.

“Alright, go tell the auction side to control the total transaction value, don’t really let them pay a sky-high price for a broken bottle. That money would be better spent developing a piece of land!” Han Yang instructed Secretary Xu.

Secretary Xu quickly went to take care of it, immediately contacting the auction side, who then informed the host.

After calculating for five minutes on stage, the accountants came to a unanimous conclusion and informed the host, leaving the host stunned.

Zhang Dongfang looked at the situation, his legs a bit weak.

“Mr. Zhang, Mr. Song’s bid is one trillion.” The host reported Song Xiaodong’s price to Mr. Zhang, speaking with a bit of a stutter and a trembling voice.

“What?”

“One trillion?”

“Song Xiaodong has a trillion?”

“Song Xiaodong is spending a trillion to buy a bottle?”

“Is he crazy?”

“Is he out of his mind?”

“Got money to burn?”

“Money laundering?”

Zhang Dongfang felt a cold sweat break out down his spine.

This is really causing a big scene.

Making the Ruitu United Bank fork out a trillion would completely change the landscape of Ruitu’s banking industry.

Zhang Dongfang wouldn’t do something this foolish.

But, so many people were watching him from the audience.

Zhang Dongfang looked at the host with some frustration, blaming the bad idea from this sly little person, making him give such a bid, and now he couldn’t keep up, his dignity trampled on the ground.

“I’m offering this money, how much are you putting up?” Song Xiaodong tilted his head and asked Zhang Dongfang.

“Are you scared? You don’t even have a trillion? Then how do you have the nerve to come to Minghe to invest? You think the mainland is still like thirty years ago? Seeing an Overseas Chinese as if seeing their own father? The times have changed! Hua Country has grown strong!” Song Xiaodong began to lecture Zhang Dongfang.

Zhang Dongfang still didn’t know about the transaction limits; one of them had to pay a sky-high price to buy that bottle, and no matter who paid, it would be using Swiss United Bank’s money.

If he made one wrong move, he’d be out of luck.

Zhang Dongfang said nothing, resigned to the situation, and picked up his card to swipe.

“Please try again.”

The card reader emitted a mechanical female voice, prompting Zhang Dongfang to try again.

Song Xiaodong snickered at the side.

Zhang Dongfang tried again.

“Card damaged.”

“Huh?” Zhang Dongfang, puzzled, swiped again.

“Card damaged.”

“Did you bring a useless expired card just to pad the numbers?” Song Xiaodong laughed heartily.

“No wonder the card number matched; you must have picked up someone else’s discarded bad card, right?” Song Xiaodong continued to mock.

“You!”

“Mr. Zhang, I’m sorry, this piece of porcelain is mine. You, get out of Hua Country overnight.”

“As an Overseas Chinese, returning to build the country is your duty, but you insist that all the officials and business people of Minghe treat you as if you’re an ancestor. Today, I’ll educate you, this capital, invest it if you want, don’t if you don’t. Our country is thriving now and doesn’t need a few arrogant Overseas Chinese thinking they’re indispensable!”

Song Xiaodong’s rant left Zhang Dongfang speechless, but people in the audience quietly cheered, though they weren’t too overt.

Zhang Dongfang checked his card repeatedly but found nothing amiss.

Zhang Dongfang didn’t see that there was a small hole on the magnetic strip of the card; earlier, when Song Xiaodong tested the card, he used silver needles to damage the card’s magnetic strip.

“Fine, is this how Minghe City treats its guests? I’ll leave, and take my investment with me!” Zhang Dongfang put away his card and left the stage.

“Our Minghe? Aren’t you from Minghe too? Aren’t we all people from Minghe, just because you have money and you’re Overseas Chinese, do you expect the whole city to revolve around you?” Song Xiaodong continued to berate Zhang Dongfang, who pretended not to hear.

“Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Zhang, don’t be angry…” Secretary Xu followed after him.

All the bosses present were a bit disheartened too, as Song Xiaodong had disrupted their investment opportunity, but they didn’t dare provoke Song Xiaodong, who was a local power, and stayed silent, waiting to see how things would settle.

“Mr. Song, we’re truly sorry. To ensure transaction security and the safety of your personal assets, there is a transaction limit at this porcelain art auction. The total transaction amount cannot exceed two billion, so Mr. Song, your bid is invalid, and this auction item will be re-auctioned.”

“So there’s a transaction cap…”

“Song Xiaodong probably knew, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so bold.”

“No wonder he dared to offer such a ridiculous price.”

“However, Song Xiaodong turns out to be worth a trillion. Looks like we really underestimated this Mr. Song. Why are we still chasing after Overseas Chinese? We should be asking Mr. Song to invest, right? That’s the same!”