27: Chapter 27 The Rich Second Generation is Providing Him with Face Again? This Time He'll Make Him Lose Everything He Has Left.

Tianhai International Convention and Exhibition Center, crystal chandeliers making people dizzy.

Jiang Chen sat in the last row of the auction, holding a numbered paddle, yawning out of boredom. He had zero interest in these so-called high-society gatherings. If it weren't to find a legal storage place for that pile of "Wasteland products," he would be cuddling with his phone right now, studying the breathability of the new battle armor with the Empress.

"Why hasn't this dump started the auction yet? I'm sleepy."

He had his eyes on a piece of abandoned industrial land in the Western Suburbs; it was remote, large, and most importantly, there was no one around, which was convenient for him to pull off some earth-shattering moves in the future.

Just as he was thinking about this, a pungent smell of cologne drifted over.

"Yo, isn't this our 'Exercise Hero'?"

A snide voice, sounding just begging for a slap.

Jiang Chen raised his eyelids to scan, and laughed.

Wang Kai, this guy, hadn't gone to the Northwest yet? Wearing a flashy white suit, his hair combed like a cow had licked it, he was holding the arm of a pot-bellied middle-aged man, looking at him with an arrogant face.

That middle-aged man must be his father, the famous real estate nouveau riche in Tianhai City — Wang Jianguo.

"Dad, that's the guy."

Wang Kai pointed at Jiang Chen, his eyes wishing he could swallow him whole, "He's the one who made me lose all face at school! And almost got me dragged away by that lunatic surnamed Qin!"

Wang Jianguo stood with his hands behind his back, sizing Jiang Chen up and down, letting out a very disdainful snort.

"Young man, you have good luck."

Wang Jianguo's voice was deep, carrying an arrogance of someone who had been in a high position for a long time, "Don't think that just because you cooperated with the country to put on a show and know a few soldiers, you can walk sideways in Tianhai City. In this world, capital ultimately makes the calls."

He leaned closer, lowered his voice, his tone full of threats:

"I heard from Kai that you want to buy that land in the Western Suburbs? I need to remind you, some things are not for you to touch just because you have a little dirty money."

Jiang Chen rubbed his ears, as if he had heard a joke.

"Is President Wang teaching me how to do things?"

He leaned back in his chair, looking at this father and son with a half-smile, "What, didn't Young Master Wang tell you that last time he acted tough in front of me, he almost wet his pants from fear?"

"You're full of crap!"

Wang Kai's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver, and just as he was about to erupt, Wang Jianguo reached out to stop him.

"Sharp-tongued."

Wang Jianguo straightened his tie, his eyes sinister, "Fine, since you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, today I'll let you see what the depth of capital is."

After saying that, the father and son walked sneeringly toward the VIP seats in the front row.

The auction started soon.

The commercial land in the front sold like hotcakes; Jiang Chen didn't even lift his eyelids. Until the auctioneer pointed to the desolate Western Suburbs land on the big screen and called out the reserve price: "Western Suburbs No. 3 Industrial Land, starting price, 50 million."

Jiang Chen lazily raised his paddle: "51 million."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jianguo in the front row immediately raised his paddle, his voice loud:

"One hundred million!"

The whole audience was in an uproar.

Everyone was whispering, is this crappy land worth one hundred million? Has this Boss Wang gone crazy?

Wang Jianguo turned his head and gave Jiang Chen a provocative look, his eyes seeming to say: I just have a lot of money, I'm just going to smash you with money, what can you do?

Jiang Chen was expressionless and raised his paddle again: "110 million."

"Two hundred million!"

Wang Jianguo followed without hesitation, even lighting a cigar, looking like he had the victory in his grasp.

Wang Kai was so excited on the side that his face turned red, loudly mocking: "Jiang Chen! Keep bidding! Aren't you awesome? Is selling you worth 200 million? I want to see what you have to fight my dad with!"

The surrounding guests cast sympathetic glances one after another.

Having offended the Wang family, this young man is afraid he's going to fall today.

Jiang Chen looked at these two clowns, sighed, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a text message with only two words.

[Act.]

Then, he put down his phone, a cruel arc curled at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his paddle again, his clear voice spreading throughout the venue:

"One billion."

Dead silence.

The whole venue was instantly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The gavel in the auctioneer's hand hung in mid-air, forgotten to be slammed down.

One billion?!

To buy a piece of Wasteland?!

The cigar in Wang Jianguo's hand shook, and the ash fell on his expensive suit pants. He turned around abruptly, staring fixedly at Jiang Chen, as if looking at a lunatic.

"Kid, do you f*cking know how much one billion is? Making fake bids will lead to legal consequences! Do you have that much money?!"

"Whether I have the money or not, you don't need to worry about."

Jiang Chen shrugged, "On the contrary, President Wang, can you still come up with the two hundred million you just bid?"

"Joke! My Wang Group has assets of several billion, a mere two hundred million..."

Before Wang Jianguo finished his words, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang like crazy.

He frowned, took it out, and saw it was the company's CFO.

"Hello? What's the panic?"

The CFO's screaming voice came from the other end of the phone, with a crying tone, so loud that even Wang Kai next to him could hear it:

"President Wang! Something happened! Something big happened!"

"Just now, ICBC, CCB, ABC... all banks suddenly froze our accounts at the same time! They said they received orders from superiors, suspecting us of being involved in major economic crimes and endangering national security!"

"Our capital chain is completely broken! We can't even transfer a single cent! The loans we just negotiated have also been withdrawn!"

"What?!"

Wang Jianguo only felt darkness before his eyes, and the phone fell to the ground with a "clatter," shattering into pieces.

Endangering national security?

With this label slapped on him, let alone frozen assets, he would have to go in himself!

Before he could recover, the venue doors were suddenly pushed open.

Several economic crime police officers in uniform with serious expressions walked in, walked straight to Wang Jianguo, and showed him shiny handcuffs.

"Wang Jianguo, right? You are suspected of massive money laundering, illegal fundraising, and... malicious interference in the construction of key national projects."

The leading officer looked at him coldly, "Come with us."

"No... this isn't real! I am Wang Jianguo! I have money! I want to see my lawyer!"

Wang Jianguo collapsed on the chair, struggling desperately, his arrogant fat shaking like chaff at this moment.

Wang Kai next to him was completely scared silly, the previous arrogance gone, pulling on the policeman's sleeve and crying: "Officer! I'm innocent! This was all done by my dad! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Oh, right, there's you too."

The officer looked at Wang Kai, took out a subpoena, "Wang Kai, regarding your previous suspected picking quarrels and provoking trouble at Tianhai University, as well as evading the draft of the Northwest Construction Corps, we will calculate them all together."

"Take them away!"

Amidst the exclamations, the once arrogant Wang family father and son were dragged out like two dead dogs.

Passing by Jiang Chen, Wang Jianguo stared fixedly at this calm young man, finally understanding what it meant to "kick an iron plate."

This wasn't good luck at all?

This was clearly having connections that reached the heavens!

Jiang Chen didn't even look at them, just waved at the petrified auctioneer on the stage.

"One billion, no one else is bidding, right?"

"Then this land belongs to me?"

The auctioneer wiped a cold sweat and stuttered: "Mr... Mr. Jiang, since the Wang family has withdrawn, according to the rules, you can close the deal at the starting price... 50 million."

"No need."

Jiang Chen stood up, straightened his collar, his tone so flat it made people want to kneel:

"Just one billion."

"The extra amount, consider it my donation to the Tianhai City urban construction fund. After all..."

He glanced outside the door, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"I'm the person who lacks money the least."

Half an hour later.

Jiang Chen stood on the desolate land in the Western Suburbs, under his feet was a gravel road overgrown with weeds, and in the distance were several abandoned factories.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long.

"Mr. Jiang, the procedures are all done."

Academician Chen Shuyin walked over with a red-headed document, looking at the man who had just casually thrown away one billion with complex eyes, "This land is now your private territory. However, you spent so much money to buy this Wasteland, really just to... grow sweet potatoes?"

She was referring to the reason Jiang Chen had casually made up earlier.

Jiang Chen squatted down, scooped up a handful of soil, and felt the rough texture.

Below this, will be the hub connecting two worlds in the future.

It is also the starting point for him to build an interstellar empire.

"Grow sweet potatoes?"

Jiang Chen patted the dirt on his hands, stood up, and looked at this vast land, a flash of fanaticism in his eyes.

"No."

"I want to grow a future here."

He took out his phone and dialed General Qin Weiguo's number:

"Old Qin, help me contact the Municipal Planning Bureau."

"Change the land use registration for this plot."

"Just write... Agricultural Science Demonstration Base."

"By the way, help me get some cement and steel bars, the more the better. I want to build the strongest... granary in the world here."