Chapter 471: Feeling Emotional?

She really couldn't stand it anymore. She used to think Zheng Qian was the biggest show-off around her, but now it seemed the true "King of Show-offs" was someone else; this Lu Xiting was truly insufferable.

He kept saying the person he loved most was Monica, but who didn't know this was the result of a family marriage alliance?

Even Monica's family might not necessarily think much of the Lu family; it was purely a result of them forcing their way in. Hmm... though Wei Rusi had to admit, even if they were forcing their way in, not everyone had the opportunity to do so with that family.

But this Lu Xiting was just too much of a show-off! No, she had to let Zheng Qian ruthlessly suppress his arrogance.

"Hmm..." Suddenly being called out on this by Wei Rusi did make Lu Xiting somewhat embarrassed.

The gazes of the people around them changed—not with disdain, but with tacit understanding. This was simply a common tactic for rich people to show off. Even though they claimed to have bought a house for a girl, the name was still under their own, using the excuse of transferring the title later, just wanting her to live there and giving her the illusion that the house would definitely be hers.

The same went for cars, and then the girl would foolishly end up paying off the loan for them.

This brought to mind the famous Chinese Professor Lang. As a financial expert, he played this trick to perfection, running the flight attendant in circles. It was practically a mandatory case study for scumbags, the kind you'd circle and highlight for study.

"Ahem... you can't put it that way. Monica is in the United States, and the documents for the title transfer aren't here..." Lu Xiting puffed on his cigar, trying to explain himself.

"We provide comprehensive international transfer services for heavy assets." Isabella interjected at the perfect moment, her expression remaining extremely cold.

"That... hey, I just wanted to experience it first to see if there were any issues! What if I sent people to drive it and it broke down halfway? If I had transferred the title early, Monica might think I bought a defective product to intentionally disgust her." Lu Xiting was indeed a top-tier scumbag; he had already adapted, speaking without changing his expression. He even wore a look of deep affection on his face, displaying his love for his fiancée.

"Alright, we're all men, no need to be so coy and petty." Zheng Qian waved his hand, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and said slowly, "Wait a moment, Miss Isabella, I do not approve of this marriage... ah, no, wrong words. I do not approve of this deal. You want to take away the Poseidon Era, which I intend to give to my sister-in-law, for 6.8 billion?"

Hmm? Several people couldn't help but turn their gaze toward Zheng Qian.

In fact, some people present were curious why he was qualified to be here. Moreover, when Lu Xiting and Pierce were bidding earlier, he showed no intention of participating, so why was he speaking up now? Was he trying to seek attention? As for Rahman, he was very disappointed in Zheng Qian. Although the latter had invested a lot of money into his foundation, the money had a suspicious origin. Perhaps it wasn't just Zheng Qian's assets, but belonged to some organization. Or perhaps it was illicit wealth from overseas, being laundered through this opportunity. In reality, if he wasn't genuinely purchasing some large-scale goods or heavy assets, one could conclude he couldn't afford it. Rahman thought he had misjudged him; Zheng Qian might just be a broker. But, was he finally going to reveal his true self?

It's here! It's here! Wei Rusi was incredibly excited, clutching her delicate hands tightly. He had arrived; he was coming with money. As expected of the true King of Show-offs, Lu Xiting was far behind. To think he had endured for so long before making a move—she really hadn't misjudged him.

"What do you mean? I said a couple of things earlier, and now you're unhappy? You're getting emotional?" Lu Xiting narrowed his eyes, sizing up Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian couldn't help but be speechless. He smiled and shook his head, thinking, "I wanted to turn up the intensity for you, but you two chirped for ages and only increased the price by less than two billion. I'm truly disappointed."

"I believe many of you know my sister-in-law, Wei Rusi, hailed as a representative of the [New Generation of Bankers]. Of course, what matches her status cannot be compared to that so-called Sea Sail just now."

"That was just the lead horse of the Wei Rusi fleet; this vessel is the only one qualified to be the flagship. Note, it is only qualified."

Listening to Zheng Qian talk so eloquently, Wei Rusi's cheeks burned bright red. Her toes curled frantically against the floor; she had unknowingly clawed out a one-bedroom, seven-living-room apartment and was now digging a swimming pool. Shameful, it was just too shameful. As expected of the "King of Show-offs," he just spouted nonsense. "Wei Rusi Fleet"—she really couldn't go on living.

"That... he was just joking earlier." Wei Rusi couldn't take it anymore and explained with an embarrassed smile.

Zheng Qian waved his hand. "Let's do this. I don't like back-and-forth tug-of-wars. Let's fast-forward; I hope you can keep up with my tempo. 7.5 billion, your turn, Little Lu."

"W...what?" "F...cuk?" "S...hit?" "O...mg?" As his voice fell, the four people present immediately let out different exclamations in unison. Although the words were different, the meaning expressed was roughly the same.

"Heh, do you have some misunderstanding about this deal? 7.5 billion? It couldn't be in Kyushu currency, could it?" Lu Xiting's first reaction was that it was impossible. He had some impression of the wealthy people from the mainland. Zheng Qian—this person's face was incredibly unfamiliar; he didn't remember any scion of a financial group with the surname Zheng. This move by Zheng Qian was definitely just for show. 7.5 billion USD? Did he think he was a money-printing machine? If it were some top-tier Western family, like the Morgans or Rockefellers, he could accept them casually taking out that much money to buy a yacht. But what was Zheng Qian?

Unfortunately... Lu Xiting's path was ultimately too narrow. In a certain sense, Zheng Qian did indeed have a "money-printing machine."

"What's the matter? Suddenly hearing a number you can't afford has you stunned?" "Unhappy? Getting emotional?" Zheng Qian held the cigarette in his mouth and shrugged nonchalantly. He even stretched, tapped the armrest of his chair with great impatience, and pointed at his nose. "Hurry up, don't dilly-dally. Are you going to call or not? Do you want to go all-in? Going all-in is a form of wisdom. Looking at your eyes, which are so full of wisdom, you'll definitely call, right? Do you know what wise eyes look like?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Rusi's delicate body trembled continuously. Zheng Qian glanced at her subconsciously, and his heart skipped a beat. Why was she shaking for no reason? And... was Wei Rusi always this alluring? Was there a short circuit? Or did she accidentally press a switch herself? Zheng Qian clearly remembered he hadn't brought the remote control!