Chapter 227: Target Ten Trillion

November 28, 2012.

In the evening, the scenery of Victoria Harbour was so charming.

Here skyscrapers stood tall, the most eye-catching being the nearly 500-meter-tall World Trade Centre.

This huge skyscraper had only been built a few years ago, yet it already outshone the surrounding floors.

Lin Feng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window holding a glass of red wine, drawing his gaze back from the building.

The building he was in had multiple floors, over two hundred meters high; securing it smoothly would not be bad.

In the next room, the negotiation atmosphere was rather oppressive.

"Xiangjiang land is incredibly valuable; you think you can buy this building for 200 million USD? Don't even dream of it!"

"To us, this price is nothing short of an insult!"

"If you really want to buy, us few families could also release some shares."

"This building's annual rent exceeds one billion HKD; your offer is just one year's rent—don't even think about it!"

"The building has been completed less than three years ago, with a safe usage period of over a year—count on your fingers: the remaining 47 years, how much rent could you collect?"

"This is a golden goose that lays eggs; if you want to buy it, fine, but the price is a flat 3 billion USD!"

Zhu Li looked at the seven people before her,

as they replied to her quote with a sharp, angry, and disdainful tone, she kept a smile on her face.

Among the seven people were women and two young men.

They wore custom-made limited-edition clothing, jewelry, famous watches, bags, and had arrived in luxury cars, with bodyguards waiting outside the door.

Every one of them displayed their wealth, and not just ordinary wealth.

After the seven fell silent, Zhu Li smiled and said, "Seven of you, since you kept the appointment, you should have heard some rumors, but you probably don't know the actual situation yet?"

Having said that, amid the seven's astonished expressions, she had her assistant bring out a folder and place it on the table before them.

After looking at it, the seven stared at each other.

Then, panic appeared in their eyes.

Zhu Li smiled and said, "It hasn't been made public yet, but some people already know this news. Your husbands, fathers, sons—you may or may not know their identities."

But that doesn't matter; if it were me, I'd sell what should be sold and transfer what should be transferred before the assets are seized, then fly straight abroad.

We being able to offer 200 million USD to buy this building already entails great risk.

If you don't believe it, at most the day after tomorrow, not even 200 million, even 20 million or 2 million—no one would likely take it.

Having said that, Zhu Li threw out a contract: "Sign it! Sell your shares to me, and I'll distribute the 200 million USD according to your shareholdings—time is late, otherwise it'll be too late."

"I'll sign!"

As soon as Zhu Li's words fell, an elderly woman present immediately picked up a pen.

She held a percentage of the building's shares, entitling her to 30 million USD.

With the first one taking the lead, the remaining six also hurriedly signed the contract.

Zhu Li checked the contract, found no problem, then signed and stamped it.

Guo Yanru held Qingfeng Capital, while the company with Zhu Li as its legal representative was named Yuzhu Investment Limited.

The company's accounts now hold over 16.2 billion USD.

Of that, 4.2 billion USD came from Lin Feng's winnings on the ship last time plus a recent harvest in the Hong Kong stock market.

The remaining 12 billion USD was obtained by taking a trip to Switzerland and withdrawing the assets that the tycoons had deposited in Swiss banks.

This purchase of the building, estimated at no less than 2 billion USD, added together gives assets of 18 billion USD.

After Zhu Li issued the check, the seven people left in a panic.

They all hurried back to handle their assets, transferring them immediately—whatever could be moved, was moved.

Zhu Li entered the room where Lin Feng was and saw him sitting on the sofa.

This top floor was originally a hotel suite.

"Honey, how did it go?"

Zhu Li approached Lin Feng with an air of seeking credit.

Lin Feng took the contract from her hand, glanced at it, and said lightly, "Actually I don't want to give them a single cent, but there's no choice—if we don't act now, there'll be no chance later."

Zhu Li flung herself into Lin Feng's arms, saying, "When we were looking for an office earlier, we had a feng shui master examine the office's feng shui—guess what he said?"

"How would I know?"

Lin Feng shook his head.

Zhu Li smiled and said, "The office is fine; he said the people have problems. My surname is Zhu, Keke's surname is Wen—either it's pig plague or plague pig, such a combination is inauspicious."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "I think it's great! Your pig has caught Wen, and Wen has caught the pig."

Just as his words fell, Wen Keke, wearing pajamas, walked out of the room.

She had been sleepy earlier, so Lin Feng had let her go to sleep first.

Since I'm not as slick-tongued as Zhu Li, the matter of negotiating with those seven people was handed over to Zhu Li.

Zhu Li's performance was perfect.

Actually many people have the corresponding talent; they just haven't sat in that position.

It was only just past seven in the evening.

They hadn't eaten dinner yet.

As the saying goes, "Among three walkers, there is always my teacher," so they each began to show off their cooking skills.

Lin Feng originally wanted to learn how to cook steak.

But the steak he made never tasted as good as Qi Yao's.

So he gave up and turned to making his specialty, large skewers.

At the dining table, Zhu Li ate the scallops made by Wen Keke, and Wen Keke also let Zhu Li try her own cooking.

Lin Feng's skewers, meanwhile, remained untouched.

So he took out his phone and filmed their eating manners.

"How annoying! You can't film that!"

"Grab the phone!"

Zhu Li and Wen Keke together tackled Lin Feng and snatched the phone.

Seeing the video on the phone, Zhu Li and Wen Keke both felt very embarrassed.

"Their eating manners are really unsightly!"

So they hurriedly deleted it.

Lin Feng laughed and reminded, "Your skewers are going to get cold!"

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhu Li and Wen Keke both returned to their rooms to rest.

Lin Feng sat on the sofa smoking.

He was calculating in his mind how much wealth he currently had.

First, the property left to him by his parents.

Worth at least 50 billion!

Then, a thirty percent stake in Great Flag Media from his aunt.

The value of these shares has risen with the company's recent asset appreciation, making it the country's largest entertainment company.

Lin Feng's second investment of 5 billion USD accelerated the company's growth.

With mergers and restructuring, its assets were valued at over 130 billion.

Lin Feng's thirty percent stake is worth at least 40 billion.

Azure Peak Industry, a subsidiary of Azure Peak Investments, has assets valued at over 100 billion.

After completion of the Azure Peak Tower project, it will be worth at least 20 billion.

After Zhu Yu invested and bought this building, its assets amounted to 18 billion USD.

In his personal account, there are still over 100 billion USD in cash.

Lin Feng roughly calculated that his total assets now amount to 55 billion USD.

This does not yet include Bitcoin and the investment in ASML.

If he could retrieve the treasure from Germany, he should be able to become a hundred-billion-dollar-level tycoon.

"Just a hundred billion..."

Lin Feng frowned and shook his head.

His goal is one trillion dollars!