Chapter 555: Jing He: The clown I teamed up with is myself

Gao Qiangqi said, "You're right to provoke."

Out of anger, he got angry for a moment.

After the third hammer strike settled the price, Gao Qiangqi didn't raise his bid.

Why not keep raising the price?

Mainly, the price of one million one hundred fifty thousand has far exceeded the bluefin tuna's own value; frankly, it's more than doubled.

He and Wu An also discussed it.

One million one hundred thousand was their target price.

Anything over that is profit.

Furthermore, they couldn't be sure how determined Jing He was to win favor with Japan.

The bluefin tuna was the finale, and as expected became the auction's top lot.

Normally.

Normally the owner of the top lot would go on stage to receive the award.

The auctioneer didn't even call out; he just left his seat.

This surprised Jing He a bit.

The owner of the bluefin tuna, being so low-key?

That shouldn't be the case.

For anyone, this is a highlight moment; some who catch a big fish can't wait to show it off, so how could they not want to show their face now?

Something's fishy.

Jing He frowned, feeling something was off; looking back, he saw Wu An and his crew celebrating like it was New Year, with one unlucky guy flailing his arms and legs exaggeratedly.

Not even getting the bluefin tuna, and they're still this happy?

Happy my ass.

Jing He cursed, not knowing why, he didn't feel the joy of having won the bluefin tuna.

Instead, he felt a vague sense of heartache.

His subordinates came over, he arranged for payment and pickup; after finishing, the more he thought, the more something felt off—this auction's catch was really just a few families pooling together, and a little inquiry would surely yield results.

Jing He found a market contact he knew and asked who the owner of the top lot was.

Boss Jing, what's wrong?

Nothing, the bluefin tuna is the top lot—why isn't the owner speaking on stage?

They just want to stay low-key.

Don't play dumb with me—I'm asking you to find out who this person is.

Did you notice the handsome guy next to Boss Gao today?

Jing He nodded.

The bluefin tuna belongs to that handsome guy." The person in charge paused, then continued: "Not just the bluefin tuna—many of the nice items in today's auction came from his boat.

He's young, and his luck is truly strong.

Including the bluefin tuna you bought, this kid's boat conservatively brings in over three million.

Jing He's head was buzzing.

He immediately realized Gao Qiangqi and Wu An weren't really bidding on the bluefin tuna—they were just raising the price.

Put more bluntly.

They were just screwing him over!

He flew into a rage and shouted, "Damn it, they're screwing me again!"

The person in charge blinked: "Again?"

I was wondering why Boss Gao raised the price—turns out you guys have a grudge.

Boss Jing, let me advise you: Boss Gao is well-connected; even my older brother would have to give him three points of respect in this industry—doing business, making an enemy of Boss Gao brings no benefit.

Jing He gritted his teeth and shouted, "So he's screwing me, and I still have to go beg him?"

The person chuckled: "Fine, pretend I didn't say anything."

Hey, is everything settled?

Sure, I'll take a look.

After saying that, the person made an excuse and walked away.

Jing He stormed out of the office, his angry gaze sweeping the venue—there was no sign of Gao Qiangqi, Wu An, and their crew.

He furiously slammed the railing.

Indoors.

His friend snorted: "Just raging uselessly here."

……

Outside the seafood market.

Gao Qiangqi put down his phone and said, "Manager Li just sent a message—the funds will arrive in the account tomorrow."

Wu An nodded.

On this point he felt reassured.

Gao Qiangqi asked, "Do you want to have some fun in the city?"

Wu An nodded: "Later you'll need to lend me a car."

Gao Qiangqi said, "No need for that hassle—I'm driving a business van that can fit all of you."

I'll drive your car away later.

I'm not in a hurry to use the car; playing a few more days is fine.

Qiang Ge, thanks.

Fine, no need to talk about thanks or not, since your whole family is here, I won't go looking for you to drink. Gao Qiangqi, as he left, didn't forget to greet everyone.

Arrived at the parking lot.

Found the business car.

Toyota Alphard.

Everyone got in the car; A Qing kept touching left and right, Wu An couldn't help but glance a few more times. I have to say, it's indeed a luxurious business car, truly quite luxurious.

Still Gu Anran drove, asking, "Where are we going?"

To the department store.

Okay.

Straight to the department store.

Having arrived, there was nothing else to do but shop.

The first floor mainly sells luxury goods.

Brand-name clothing, luggage, jewelry, watches, gold, plus a new-energy vehicle sales showroom; A Qing was drawn over, he now has several hundred thousand in hand and intends to buy a car.

Wu An shouted at him: "Now is not the time to get a new-energy vehicle."

First learn to drive.

Another day I'll take you to pick up the car.

A Qing then happily followed to buy gold, walking and saying: "Brother, buying gold doesn't cost much; you say I have this much money now, putting it in the bank isn't worthwhile, why not buy a house instead?"

Wu An shook his head: "Not buying."

Buying a house is good, but it depends on the location.

Not all houses appreciate; some can even become a loss. Around here, many developments will turn into ghost towns in the future, with few residents in a neighborhood.

The most outrageous are the so-called sea-view houses; buying them is just throwing money away.

The only pity is that he left his hometown too early; although he knows the situation, he doesn't know exactly which development, so he directly vetoed A Qing's decision.

If buying a house ends up losing money, that's fine; the main issue is the frustration.

Better to buy gold.

In his previous life before his rebirth, gold prices kept rising; online hot searches often concerned gold, and he wanted to buy some then, but he didn't have that much spare cash.

Now he has it.

Naturally, he should acquire a lot.

Leaving aside appreciation, having glittering gold bars at home to look at also brings inner joy.

Surely no one dislikes gold, right?

Gold now is just over three hundred; future not saying much, doubling is no problem—this is far more cost-effective than buying a house; around here house prices aren't like Beijing-Shanghai-Guangzhou, rises aren't that outrageous, but drops are quite exaggerated.

House prices are driven up by speculation.

With no one to take over, it's hard not to fall.

A Qing let out an "oh", no longer worrying about buying a house; looking at the dazzling array of gold jewelry, he asked: "Brother, how much for sale?"

Wu An glanced at the pretty salesperson and lightly said: "Sell about two catties."

The salesperson lifted her almond-shaped eyes, full of disbelief; "Wait, did I hear the unit right? Who buys gold by the catty?"

A Qing nodded: "Sister, give me two catties."

Salesperson: "……"

These two brothers are just playing with her, right?