142: Chapter 142 The Big Shots Arrive

"When did I play you?"

A playful look appeared at the corners of Chen Feng's mouth. Crossing his arms, he said, "You were the one who wanted to bid. No one forced you, and no one held a knife to your throat to make you bid!"

"Auctions are about fairness and justice; everything is voluntary!"

"Besides, Miss Xu even reminded you earlier."

"But what about you? Not only did you refuse to listen to advice, you insisted on having your own way."

"What, are you regretting it now?!"

Beside him, Xu Qingcheng also snorted coldly, "That's right. Who told you to bid maliciously just now? Since you like Yonghe Manor so much, go ahead and buy it!"

"You..."

Jiang Cong was so angry his lungs felt like they were going to burst.

No!

He absolutely could not buy this manor!

He quickly turned to the host and said, "I don't want it anymore. The price I just quoted is void. Sell the manor to that kid named Chen."

"Anyway, no one wants this broken estate. Let him have it at a bargain!"

"Mr. Jiang!"

The host's expression had turned ugly. "Since you won the bid for Yonghe Manor, you should pay the money. These are the rules of the auction!"

"How can this be treated as child's play!"

"Out of respect for your father, Jiang Chenggong, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said!"

"Mr. Jiang, please pay. Including the first item, the painting of songya villa, you need to pay a total of five hundred million!"

“Pfft!”

Jiang Cong almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I fucking...

Even if I sold myself, I wouldn't have five hundred million!

Go to hell!

"No, I want the painting of songya villa. As for Yonghe Manor, since that kid named Chen wanted to buy it anyway, just sell it to him. It's a win-win situation."

"Why don't you know how to be flexible?!"

He was determined not to take Yonghe Manor even if it killed him!

"Who said I wanted it?"

Chen Feng smiled coldly. "Leaving aside whether I want to buy Yonghe Manor or not, your actions have already violated the auction rules!"

"You were the one who wanted to bid maliciously, and you're the one refusing to accept it after bidding!"

"Does everything go by your word?"

"Jiang Cong, oh Jiang Cong, just who do you think you are?!"

"I just don't want it!"

Jiang Cong grit his teeth.

You kid, just you wait. Sooner or later, I'll make you suffer!

"You have to take it whether you want to or not!"

Chen Feng sneered, "Fortunately, it's me you met today. If it were anyone else, wouldn't they have lost hundreds of millions because of your malicious bidding?"

"People like you should be taught a lesson!"

"If everyone in the future bids recklessly like you and then regrets it afterward, how can any bidding continue?"

"Rules are rules!"

"The auction house is not your home where you can come and go as you please!"

"If it's really going to be like that, why don't you bring out your painting of songya villa and we'll auction it again?!"

"Host, what do you say?"

"Mr. Chen has a point!"

The host also nodded.

If this matter wasn't handled well today, the auction would not be able to proceed normally in the future.

He looked at Jiang Cong with a cold expression. "Young Master Jiang Cong, the two items you bid for total five hundred million. Please pay!"

"Of course, you can also choose not to pay!"

"But you'll have to weigh for yourself whether our auction house is someone you can easily offend!"

Jiang Cong's heart trembled.

Only then did he remember that the owner behind the auction house was very powerful.

He didn't dare to offend them!

What should he do?

The other people also shook their heads one after another.

"That kid Jiang Cong was too reckless!"

"Isn't that the truth? Auction rules must be followed. How can one go back on their word!"

"He was probably driven to confusion by that Mr. Chen's anger. He must pay this five hundred million today."

"This Mr. Chen, hehe, is quite interesting..."

At this moment.

Jiang Cong's face was incredibly dark.

He grit his teeth and said to several rich second-generation heirs nearby, "Young Master Wang, do you have any money left? Lend me some first, and I'll pay you back later..."

"Young Master Wu, you lend me several tens of millions too. I'll pay you back once I have money in a while..."

"Young Master Pei, help me out. I don't dare let the old man know about this. How about lending me thirty or fifty million..."

With a gap of over three hundred million, he didn't dare ask his family for money directly.

There was no other way!

He could only turn to these rich second-generation heirs!

However.

These rich second-generation heirs, who usually bragged and picked up girls together, all found various excuses to refuse as soon as they heard about borrowing tens of millions.

Tens of millions were enough for them to pick up many young models and celebrities.

If they lent it to Jiang Cong, they might not even get it back!

In desperation.

Jiang Cong could only call his father for help.

And right at this moment, a sound suddenly came from the door.

Following that.

A group of people slowly walked in.

"Look, it's Secretary Wang. He's usually by Mayor Yang's side. Why did he come to the auction today?"

"Yeah, I remember he didn't come to the last auction!"

"Eh, those few are Jiang Dawei of Tianbao Group, General Manager Qian of Biyuan Real Estate, and President Jiang of Jiang's Group—who is also Jiang Cong's father. I recognize almost everyone around Secretary Wang."

"But who is the one walking in the very middle?"

"Holy crap, why do I feel like Secretary Wang is accompanying that person?"

"Hehe, you guys don't know? That's President Shang of Haitian Intelligent Company. Haitian Intelligent is amazing now; its market valuation is expected to reach a hundred billion in assets by the end of the year."

"Such a company should be considered unique in our Beihu!"

"No wonder. A company like that pays nearly ten billion in taxes a year and creates great value for Beihu. No wonder even Secretary Wang is personally accompanying him!"

Everyone was also very envious.

To build a company to this level was already considered very impressive.

At the same time.

They could also see that Secretary Wang still held President Shang in high regard.

Usually, these corporate big shots rarely appeared at auctions. Their arrival today caused a stir on the scene, and even the host quickly went forward to receive them.

"Secretary Wang, we have reserved a seat for you as well. Please, have a seat."

Secretary Wang smiled faintly.

He pointed to Shang Jun beside him. "Continue, don't mind me. I'm just here to accompany President Shang to take a look today."

"Secretary Wang is too polite."

Shang Jun quickly responded.

The group exchanged pleasantries.

And Jiang Cong also saw his own father in the crowd.

His heart filled with joy.

He quickly ran over.

"Dad, I got Tang Bohu's painting of songya villa. It's just that I spent a bit more money... I spent... one hundred and fifty million."

"One hundred and fifty million?"

In the crowd, Jiang Chenggong's expression was very ugly.

You spendthrift brat!

The budget was originally not supposed to exceed one hundred million, but this worthless son of his had spent an extra fifty million!

If not for the sake of saving face in front of Secretary Wang and President Shang.

He would want to deal with this fellow right now!

He glared fiercely at Jiang Cong. "You really don't treat money like money. I'll deal with you properly when we get back!"

"There's one more thing."

Jiang Cong stole a glance at him.

That was nothing; I was just laying the groundwork.

Then he said hesitantly, "Just now... just now I won the bid for Yonghe Manor, the one that failed to sell last time. It cost three hundred and fifty million..."

"What?!"

Jiang Chenggong's voice suddenly rose several notches.

He now even had the urge to kill!

"Are you fucking stupid? Is there water in your brain? Huh?!"