Chapter 272: Scale Crushes! He Wants to Be the Banker!

The five words floated lightly from Lu Qingshan's mouth, yet struck each person in the Trading Room's heart like five silent hammers.

The central air‑conditioning was clearly on full blast, but the air seemed to be sucked out in an instant; the tension that had risen upon spotting the opponent froze instantly, turning into a near‑suffocating dead silence.

Ye Ning's hand, holding a steel pen, hovered mid‑air, the tip a centimeter above the document, yet it could not descend. Her mind began to calculate uncontrollably— a 4 billion asset package, meaning Xinghan Capital must mobilize astronomical cash flow in a short time; such Risk Exposure would trigger the highest alarm on any bank's risk‑control system!

Li Zhi'an and Wang Yuyun instinctively met each other's gaze, seeing the same bewilderment and shock in the other's eyes, as if hearing a voice from beyond the heavens. Evaluation team disbanded? Not becoming a buyer? Becoming the Banker? They understood each term, yet the combination formed a bizarre command that surpassed their logical comprehension.

Liang Zhiwei, the veteran banker who had spent decades steeped in HSBC, had his pupils contract instantly to the point of a needle tip! It was as if an invisible lightning struck his thoughts; the color drained from his face at a visible speed, his lips trembled slightly, and his gaze at Lu Qingshan shifted from reverence to near‑fearful horror in an instant.

He understood! He understood completely!

Textbook‑level business Merger and Acquisition stresses due diligence, staged purchases, precise pricing, Leverage utilization… Yet this young man in front of us never considered playing by any textbook rule! Becoming the Banker… he never even thought of battling for a single lot at an auction; he… he wants to buy the entire casino, dealers and all chips, in one breath! What a crazy, what a domineering idea!

"Brother, this… this isn't profitable!" Lu Qingjun's face twisted into a bitter gourd; he didn't grasp the deeper meaning, but he still knew basic arithmetic. He leaned in, lowered his voice, eyes full of confusion, "Aren't we just after that piece of Lantau Island? To get it, we'd have to buy all of Wilson's unwanted junk—how much would we lose? And that 'Pan Hai United', clearly Li Jiasheng, is competing with us; we just outbid him, smash him with money, right? We have plenty of cash now!"

Those words represented the sentiment of most people present: simple, direct, blunt.

Lu Qingshan gave him a glance, said nothing, his calm gaze seeming to say, "Your scope is too small." He walked slowly to the desk, picked up the red telephone, and dialed a number with unhurried poise. His long fingers turned on the red dial, the "click" echoing in the dead‑silent office like a death‑knell pendulum striking each person's heartbeat.

All eyes in the Trading Room followed his fingers; everyone held their breath, awaiting the earth‑shattering aftermath.

When the call connected, he spoke into the receiver in a tone as casual as arranging an afternoon tea, uttering a single sentence.

"Please arrange a meeting with Mr. Wilson, tell him that Xinghan Capital's Lu Qingshan would like to buy him a coffee and discuss a… 4 billion deal."

The three words "4 billion," spoken by him with utter nonchalance, exploded in the dead room like a deep‑water bomb!

Lu Qingjun staggered, nearly falling flat on his backside; his eyes bulged larger than a bronze bell, his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

Li Zhi'an and Wang Yuyun opened their mouths, feeling their brains completely crashed into a blank. They had just been moved to tears over a few million in bonuses, and in an instant the boss was calmly discussing a deal they could not even dream of. It was 4 billion! Not 400 thousand, not 40 million! Enough to buy several streets of Hong Kong Island, a figure that would make every bigwig of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce turn their heads!

"Boss…" Ye Ning's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible dryness, the steel pen in her hand "clack" onto the document, and she finally asked the question everyone had in mind, "Do you intend… to acquire all the assets Wilson has for sale in total?"

"Otherwise?" Lu Qingshan retorted as if it were obvious, hung up the phone, lifted the glass of water on the desk, and sipped slowly, as if speaking of a trivial trip to the market for cabbage, "Negotiate deal by deal, snatch item by item, fighting a pack of blood‑scented wolves for a few bones—does that lower the price?"

He set the cup down, producing a soft chime that struck clearly in each person's heart.

"Li Jiasheng wants that piece of Lantau Island, which shows he's a smart man who sees its true value. If we only focus on that parcel and outbid him, even if we win it will be a pyrrhic victory; the cost will far exceed its current worth. That's a brute‑force tactic, not ours."

"He wants to be the clever one lurking in the shadows to pick up bargains; we'll make sure he doesn't even qualify to enter the arena."

Lu Qingshan's gaze swept over everyone; his voice was low yet carried a penetrating power, more like delivering the most important lesson to his team.

"Remember, what Wilson needs most right now? Not an ethereal high price, not a drawn‑out auction, but cash! The kind of rescue money that can immediately plug his family's hole and let him leave Hong Kong Island with dignity. We'll buy his entire asset package in one lump sum; that's an offer he cannot refuse, nor resist."

"When everything is in our hands," a cold, absolutely controlling smile curled at the corner of his mouth, "the rules of this table will naturally be set by me. I'll sell to whomever I wish. If I don't want to sell something, no one can expect to get a piece of paper from me."

When he finished speaking, the Trading Room fell silent.

Liang Zhiwei exhaled a long gust of foul air, feeling cold sweat soak his back completely. He stared at the young man before him, with only two words screaming in his mind: Overlord!

This is no longer a business tactic! This is a Yang Plan! It's a crushing!

It uses absolute strength and a forward‑thinking scope to turn every opponent's scheming into an over‑ambitious joke!

Li Jiasheng was still pondering how to pull tricks at the table, how to win the biggest chips with the smallest cost.

And Lu Qingshan, having already kicked the table over, pointed at every restless Gambler and coldly said, "All of you get out; I'm taking over this casino."