Chapter 427

"Fuck! A bunch of brokeasses, thinking you can compete with me for this painting?"

"You actually think you can show off in front of me?"

"Bid!"

"Got it, Boss!"

The elegant female secretary, already waiting, swiftly operated her phone a few times.

On Star Sea Entertainment's Weibo, a new message suddenly refreshed.

"Jin Jin Dafu of Beijing Jinyuan Real Estate Agency bids ten billion!"

Ten... ten billion?

As soon as this price was announced, the entire Weibo fell utterly silent.

Did I just misread this?

Ten billion?

Just to buy a painting?

Are you insane or am I insane?

After a brief silence, the live stream's comments exploded.

"Holy shit! Did I hear that right? Ten billion for a painting?"

"My god, I just checked—if this goes through, it'll rank among the top three globally!"

"Insane! Insane as hell! Su Meng just became a ten-billionaire overnight?"

"When my mom forced me to learn painting as a kid, I refused stubbornly—now I want to slap myself!"

"Jumping straight from five billion to ten billion? Is this real estate agency really that rich?"

"At ten billion, shouldn't Su Meng finally show some reaction? He won't still refuse, right?"

"If Su Meng still refuses, either he's insane or I am!"

In the hall, the director suddenly flashed a sharp gleam in his eyes.

"Investigate!"

"Report: Beijing Jinyuan Real Estate Agency is based in Beijing, has twelve employees, and an annual turnover of seven hundred million!"

His words instantly triggered alertness in everyone.

A real estate agency with twelve people making seven hundred million?

Are you sure this is real?

"Dig deeper!"

"Yes... found it!"

"The company is wholly owned, with its main business being... collecting rent?"

What the hell? Everyone in the hall was stunned.

You started a company just to collect rent?

Are you kidding me?

The staff operated again quickly, their voice growing increasingly incredulous.

"According to related documentation:"

"The company's owner is named Jin Jin Dafu, from Shanxi Province."

"Ten years ago, he inherited a coal mine from his father."

"Unskilled in management, he sold the mine and cashed out 34 billion."

"Then he bought large quantities of residential and commercial properties in Beijing, Shanghai, and Shenzhen."

"And established multiple real estate agencies solely to... collect rent..."

"Just from rental income, his annual net profit... net profit... exceeds forty billion?"

Holy shit! Everyone in the room nearly spat blood.

So you went from a coal tycoon to a landlord?

Just by collecting rent, you make tens of billions in pure cash every year?

And you've got properties everywhere?

Considering property appreciation over the past decade, your personal assets must be in the hundreds of billions?

I fucking can't believe this!

The director stared blankly for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter laugh.

"Thought we caught a big fish—turns out it's this?"

"Asset trail is clear, everything documented—spending ten billion on a painting... he's really just playing!"

"Class E. Just verify it later."

"Yes!" The staff member also felt listless.

The deputy commander smiled and comforted him.

"Commander, don't look so down—people who don't know will think you lost a battle."

"In just this short time, we've locked in three A-level suspects, nine B-level, twenty-one C-level."

"Some have asset-to-bid mismatches, some show money-laundering signs, some have heavy financial ties to overseas entities... all have irregularities."

"If we dig deeper, how many big fish could we catch?"

"Aren't you satisfied with these results?"

The director let out a bitter laugh and shook his head.

"That's not what I'm worried about."

"What I'm puzzling over now is, the price has already reached one billion, and Su Meng still hasn't given in?"

"What on earth does this kid want?"

The deputy commander was equally baffled.

"If it weren't for the fact that this painting is visibly excellent, genuinely worth that price,"

"I'd really think Su Meng was up to something like money laundering this time."

"That sort of thing isn't rare in your entertainment circle, is it?"

"Especially those films with rotten reviews but huge box office… hehehe…"

……

"One billion?" At the school gate, Su Meng pondered for a moment, then said slowly.

"Keep going!"

"K-keep going?"

Everyone was stunned.

So you're finally not refusing, but telling us to keep going?

In other words, one billion has already hit your bottom line—you just want more?

Xiao Yueyue's lips were trembling.

"L-Little Martial Uncle… one billion… isn't that enough?"

Su Meng shook his head and said lightly.

"My attitude was clear from the start—I'm not here for the money."

"One billion… still isn't my price!"

What? Everyone was dumbfounded.

One billion still isn't your price—how much do you actually want to sell it for?

How about you name a price first, and we'll haggle from there?

No, that's not right… many people suddenly recalled.

What Su Meng just said was… he wasn't here for the money?

Then what on earth is he here for?

What does he actually want?

For a moment, the entire internet fell silent.

Everyone sank into deep thought.

Only Su Meng still wore that mysterious, mumbling look, sipping his tea unhurriedly.