20: Aodao Tiangong Hotel

Of course, there were one or two hotheads who couldn't see the situation clearly.

"No, what are you guys afraid of? They can't possibly hit us too, can they?"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a wine glass shattered on his head, making him grimace in pain.

"Damn it, they even hit me?"

His anger flared, and just as he was about to join the fray, someone pulled him back.

"Brother, you just arrived in Jiangcheng, right? Don't you know who they are? If you dare to go in there, you'll be carried out horizontally, not to mention having to pay your own medical bills. Think it through."

Hearing this, he suddenly sobered up, looking at Yu Weijie and the others wrestling together.

An angry expression appeared on his face. He then spun around, pointed at the crowd, and yelled, "You, yes, you! Was it you who just hit me?"

Meanwhile, Chen Gongdan, who had been sitting still, suddenly received a slap to his face.

He looked up at the chaotic crowd in disbelief, but he had no idea who had hit him; everyone seemed very busy.

Seeing this, he roared, "Everyone, stop fighting!"

The scene instantly quieted down. Both sides seemed to find an excuse to back down and quickly pulled apart.

"Yu Weijie, was it you who hit me just now?"

Seeing the few people separate, Chen Gongdan looked at Yu Weijie with a furious expression. Among them, he was the only one who dared to hit him.

However, Yu Weijie tilted his nose up, turned his face away, and said, "Hit you? Would that dirty my hands? Brothers, let's go!"

With that, he and the other three returned to Li Yi's side.

"You, hmph! We're leaving."

He let out an angry snort and led his people away from the underground boxing arena. After all, if they stayed any longer, they would surely face ridicule from Li Yi and his group.

Everyone present was astonished that the matter had ended just like that; Chen Gongdan had actually left with his people.

Chen Gongdan didn't know, but they had seen it clearly: that slap was delivered by Yu Weijie when he wasn't paying attention.

The boxing match ended, and the rest of the people gradually left. Having finished the fun downstairs, it was time to party upstairs.

Just as Wang Shaojun was about to get up, a middle-aged man in a suit with a potbelly, holding a document, hurried toward them.

"Young Master Li, Young Master Yu, hello. I am Jiang Wei, the person in charge here. May I ask this Young Master's name?"

In response to Jiang Wei's question, Wang Shaojun simply uttered three words, "Wang Shaojun!"

"Young Master Wang, hello, hello. I've come to discuss the thirty-five billion you won from us. Don't worry, we won't be lazy about it, but the thing is, we can't come up with that much cash all at once."

"How about this? We can use 49% of the shares of Macau's Heavenly Palace Hotel as collateral. What do you think? Oh, and here are the documents and valuation for the Heavenly Palace Hotel."

With that, he handed over the documents he was holding.

Li Yi and the others beside him were stunned when they heard this.

Although the Heavenly Palace Hotel couldn't compare to Wynn, it was still an asset worth tens of billions, and it was a money-printing machine. Yet, someone was willing to transfer its shares.

If there wasn't something fishy going on, he wouldn't believe it. But what he could think of, Wang Shaojun naturally could too.

Most of the large hotels there were a combination of casinos and hotels, but he still reached out and took the documents.

After a quick look, he found it somewhat amusing. The documents were all about the advantages of the Heavenly Palace Hotel, such as how much it profited annually and so on.

It was even directly valued at 12 billion.

Isn't this ridiculous? If it's valued at 12 billion, and for my 3.5 billion, you're giving me 49% of the shares? Isn't that clearly indicating a problem?

"Butler Wei, have someone investigate this hotel and re-evaluate it."

These words were not hidden from Jiang Wei, which made his heart skip a beat.

He was very aware of the Heavenly Palace Hotel's current situation. 12 billion?

It was indeed worth that much; at its peak, its valuation even reached 20 billion.

But now, it was all outflow and no inflow. Otherwise, why would they use shares to offset those 3.5 billion?

Butler Wei, hearing this, took out his phone and walked to the side. Ten minutes later, he returned.

He came to Wang Shaojun's side and whispered, "Young Master, that hotel is an asset of the Qin Family in Modu, but it's currently being targeted by families in Macau and is in a state of loss, a very severe loss. Our people valued it at 6 billion, and that's even taking into account the value of the gambling license."

Hearing this, Wang Shaojun understood. It seemed the other party couldn't contend with the Macau families and was trying to pull someone in.

However, it was understandable. Being in a state of daily loss was indeed not something an ordinary person could withstand.

Of course, this was just his guess, but he didn't have a habit of being taken advantage of.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Jiang Wei in front of him. "You guys are quite something. A 6 billion valuation was forcibly doubled by you. Tell the person behind you, I can accept the Heavenly Palace Hotel to offset my 3.5 billion, but I want 100%, including that gambling license."

"Of course, I won't let you suffer a loss. I can give you another 3 billion, which is 500 million more than the valuation. That's very generous."

Jiang Wei, hearing this, smiled bitterly in his heart. He had said that Wang Shaojun wouldn't be easy to fool. Someone who could directly produce billions in cash—could he be an ordinary second-generation rich kid?

"Young Master Wang, I can't make this decision. Please wait a few minutes while I report back."

Wang Shaojun naturally knew that the other party couldn't make the decision, so he wasn't surprised. "Alright, but my time is limited. You only have fifteen minutes. I want to hear an answer after fifteen minutes."

Jiang Wei, hearing this, didn't hesitate and quickly walked to the side, picked up his phone, and dialed a number.

The other party was clearly waiting for his call and answered immediately, "How is it?"

"Young Master Qin, the other party..."

Jiang Wei briefly explained the situation and then waited quietly.

Hearing what he said, the other end of the phone fell silent. A few minutes later, he seemed to murmur to himself, "Wang Shaojun? Why have I never heard of him? Ah, forget it. I won't get involved in Macau. Agree to his terms, but I want that 3 billion within three days. I'll have someone send the contract to you tomorrow."

"Understood, Young Master Qin."

Wang Shaojun watched the time. The other party returned to him after twelve minutes.

"Young Master Wang, we agree. The contract will be sent over tomorrow, but the 3 billion needs to be in our account within three days."

"Alright, if the contract is fine, the 3 billion will be ready for you at any time."

With that, he got up and left.

Li Yi and the others followed behind, looking excited, as they had made a considerable profit tonight.

25 million had now directly turned into 62.5 million, a definite windfall.

The group returned to the bar upstairs. Jiang Wei apparently knew they wanted to celebrate there and had specifically reserved a booth for them.

Wang Shaojun had barely sat down when he felt that this kind of place wasn't suitable for him; it was too noisy, and he couldn't hear himself speak.

Just then, Li Yi suddenly leaned over, pulling out a contract from somewhere.

"Brother Jun, this is the contract for Chen Gongdan's media company. As long as you sign it, that company will be yours."