643: Chapter 638 It's not up to an outsider to point fingers.

"If you take it back and place it in your study, it will definitely have class."

The surrounding stall owners heard the commotion and crowded over to watch the fun, their faces showing expressions of watching an idiot.

Twenty thousand yuan to buy a pile of scrap metal?

Has this boss gone completely mad for money?

Shen Yan looked at him.

He knew that the stall owner had no idea of the item's true value and was purely asking an exorbitant price, trying to fleece a young man.

Twenty thousand yuan, compared to this national treasure whose value was eight billion or even immeasurable, wasn't even a drop in the ocean.

But Shen Yan didn't immediately take out the money.

He just asked calmly,

"Is that the final price?"

"That's the price. Not a single cent less!"

The stall owner stiffened his neck, looking as if he had him cornered.

Shen Yan took out his phone from his pocket.

He didn't scan a code, but directly opened the Bank APP.

"Give me the account number."

The stall owner froze.

The onlookers were also stunned.

This kid... is actually buying it?

The shrewd stall owner hesitantly reported a string of Bank card numbers.

In less than ten seconds.

His phone received a Bank SMS notification.

"Your account ending in XXXX has received a deposit of 2000.00 yuan."

The stall owner's eyes instantly widened.

He looked at the string of zeros in the SMS, then at the calm Shen Yan, feeling like he was dreaming.

"Brother... You... You really..."

"The item is mine now."

Shen Yan picked up the wooden box, carefully closed the lid, and held it to his chest.

He turned and left.

The shrewd stall owner watched his retreating figure, his mouth agape, his face filled with ecstasy and a hint of regret for not asking for more.

He thought he had struck gold today, running into a rich fool who was naive and had too much money.

And he would never know.

Just now, he had sold a miracle capable of shaking the structure of Future Technology for the price of twenty thousand yuan.

Shen Yan held the box and quickly left the Electronic Ghost Market.

After getting into the car, he slowly opened the wooden box.

The twelve dark gold vacuum tubes lay quietly on the red velvet lining, like a giant dragon that had slept for half a century.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the relic of the 'Big Dipper' Project, completing the 'Lost Treasure' advanced wealth intelligence."

"The item's value has been confirmed. Its built-in 'Gold-Iridium-Osmium' ultra-stable alloy can perfectly resist the quantum tunneling effect, providing the theoretical possibility of infinite computing power for the AI's quantum computing unit."

"Hidden Mission Triggered: Cornerstone of the Big Dipper."

"Mission Requirement: Rebuild the Big Dipper Laboratory and use it as a foundation to manufacture the first true prototype of strong Artificial Intelligence."

"Mission Reward: Three pieces of advanced wealth intelligence."

Shen Yan's fingertips gently stroked the cool surface of the metal tubes.

What he felt was not the temperature of metal.

But the pulse of a sealed era.

Now that it was locked by a mission.

This meant that before the mission was completed, these vacuum tubes, whose value was 'immeasurable,' could not bring him a single cent of cash flow.

And what he lacked most right now was money.

The laboratory in Jingluo Bay was devouring funds every day.

Fang Zhizhuo's recovery team was a huge expense.

Once the Spark Project restarted, recruiting personnel and purchasing equipment would be a bottomless pit.

The ammunition had indeed run out.

It was time... to collect a debt.

Shen Yan picked up his phone and dialed Wu Ya's number.

"Wu Ya."

"Boss.", Wu Ya's capable and crisp voice came from the other end of the line.

"Prepare the data on the Hosen Family in Country M, especially all ownership documents for the company called 'Sirius Semiconductor.'"

Wu Ya paused on the other end.

"Boss, are you planning to...?"

"Yes, I'm going to collect a debt."

"Alright, I'll prepare immediately. Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need. You keep an eye on the company."

Shen Yan hung up the phone, started the car, and the black phaeton silently merged into the traffic flow of the capital.

His gaze looked toward the distant West.

The Hosen Family, an established financial group on the West Coast of Country M, with industries spanning energy, real estate, and finance.

One year ago, a fierce succession struggle erupted within the Hosen Family.

Finally, with his help, Kevin Hossen ascended to the throne of the Hosen Family as the victor.

And Shen Yan had only made one request at that time.

"I want the entire Hosen Family's subordinate industries to be at my disposal when necessary."

For Kevin at that time, this deal was nothing less than a life-saving straw.

He signed the agreement without hesitation.

Now, a year had passed.

It was time for this agreement to be fulfilled.

Two days later.

Country M, City L, beside Highway No. 1.

A vast estate sat atop a cliff, overlooking the azure Pacific Ocean.

This was the ancestral home of the Hosen Family.

A black Lincoln Navigator slowly stopped in front of the carved wrought-iron gate.

Shen Yan stepped out of the back seat.

He was not greeted by Kevin Hossen, the current head of the Hosen Family.

But by an old man with graying hair, wearing a neat, custom-made suit, whose eyes held a hint of arrogance and scrutiny.

Raymond Hossen, Kevin's uncle.

"Mr. Shen, traveling from afar, you are truly a rare guest."

Raymond spoke in fluent English with a condescending tone.

He did not extend his hand.

Shen Yan didn't mind, merely looking at him calmly.

"Where is Kevin?"

"Kevin is very busy."

Raymond said with a forced smile.

"The family's affairs are endless. Unlike Mr. Shen, who can be a hands-off manager and wander around the world."

His words carried hidden meaning, subtly mocking Shen Yan as an idle speculator.

"I have business with him.", Shen Yan's tone showed no fluctuation.

"Oh? I wonder what major matter requires the personal attention of our Hosen Family Patriarch?"

Raymond asked knowingly.

"Collecting a debt."

Shen Yan only said two words.

The smile on Raymond's face froze for a moment, then turned into a trace of contempt.

"Mr. Shen, I think you might have misunderstood something."

"That little 'investment' you made for Kevin back then, our Hosen Family has already returned it to you in cash, tenfold. We settled everything between us long ago."

"The agreement didn't specify cash."

Shen Yan retorted calmly.

"The agreement?"

Raymond reacted as if he had heard a huge joke.

"That was just a worthless piece of paper Kevin signed in a moment of desperation. Do you really think you can take over Hosen Family assets with that piece of paper?"

"Sirius Semiconductor, although it's a money-losing mess, it belongs to the Hosen name."

"Our Hosen Family's assets are not for an outsider to point fingers at."

His voice rose a little, and several bodyguards in the estate subtly surrounded them, their expressions unfriendly.

The air instantly became tense.

Shen Yan, however, smiled.

He said nothing, merely taking out his phone, seemingly preparing to make a call.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded from deep within the estate.

"Mr. Shen!"

Kevin Hossen practically ran out.