At this moment, Xue Yi was deeply mired in his own mess and couldn't extricate himself. He was so overwhelmed that he didn't even have time to catch his breath.
In this state, he had no spare thoughts or energy to deal with that so-called Tiger Brother, let alone interfere with Liu Yan being bullied.
In Xue Yi's eyes, Liu Yan was nothing more than an insignificant, lowly woman.
Originally, I thought that with my own methods and abilities, I would definitely be able to get promoted smoothly and sit firmly in that coveted position.
However, things are unpredictable. Just when he was full of anticipation and determined to win, the position was taken by Li Fuheng.
Who would have thought my best friend would play hard to get? He promised not to compete with me, but he stabbed me in the back!
Now, Liu Yan is in trouble again, being bullied to the point of being powerless to fight back.
In Xue Yi's eyes, this was simply a trivial matter that didn't matter at all.
Moreover, Xue Yi never had any good feelings towards Liu Yan.
Liu Yan was nothing more than a tool that could be used, a pawn that could be discarded at any time.
Now that this piece has lost its usefulness and may even bring trouble to itself, why would it easily lend a helping hand?
Therefore, when Xue Yi heard about Liu Yan's plight, he felt no sympathy or pity, only indifference and ruthlessness.
Liu Wanqing naturally understood Uncle Xue's attitude: he didn't want to get involved and just wanted to freeload.
If no one inherits the Wanfu Group, then the company's senior executives will definitely be imprisoned. At that time, my mother, Uncle Liu, and others will also have to go to prison. As for Aunt Wu, she's already rendered useless.
And what about the people behind it? They have no influence whatsoever.
I'm absolutely furious.
Looking at her mother, who had been bullied to such an extent, she saw no one to help her.
It's not worth it.
Now, my family is the one in the most distressed situation.
Liu Wanqing held her phone, unsure who to call. It seemed no one dared to mess with that Tiger Brother now.
Today it's my mother being bullied, but what about next time? What if it happens to me?
I'm absolutely furious.
Is there no one who can control that Tiger Brother?
East of the city.
Liu Tiezhu had already looked into it; there were quite a few unfinished buildings here because of the poor location, and many developers had simply run away, leaving behind many unfinished buildings.
These unfinished buildings are very cheap now.
It's at least ten times cheaper than commercial housing on the market; that's what makes it a good deal.
Liu Tiezhu felt that these houses were the ones with real value, and now his boss had sent him over to find out more.
I recently negotiated with several owners of unfinished buildings to buy entire buildings. Even though they're unfinished, we can still get property ownership certificates, so buying more will definitely make more money.
Liu Tiezhu has already investigated all the unfinished buildings in this area. They will cost a lot of money, probably more than a billion yuan in total. Although they are cheap, there are just too many of them.
The boss said, buy them all!
The eldest brother has a good eye; once he buys them all, he'll be rolling in money.
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At this moment, under the dim yellow light, the antique shop hidden deep in the old street appeared particularly mysterious and rustic. The wind chimes hanging on the lintel swayed gently in the breeze, making pleasant sounds, as if whispering about the past and secrets.
Lin Dong appeared here again, without making a sound.
Last time, it was in this very shop that he sold a batch of precious antiques at an astonishing speed, earning a full 50 million in cash. But even so, compared to the huge gambling debts that were swallowing his life like a black hole, that amount of money was just a drop in the ocean, barely splashing a few brief ripples in the torrent of debt.
In despair, Lin Dong embarked on an even more dangerous path.
Under the cover of night, he carefully pried open his girlfriend's safe using tools he had prepared beforehand.
That was a place where she kept her savings and precious collections over the years; every item carried their shared memories and aspirations for the future.
However, driven by his gambling addiction, Lin Dong's conscience was clouded. He selected several of the most valuable antiques and jewelry, intending to turn them into cold cash again in an attempt to alleviate the seemingly bottomless abyss of debt.
Inside the shop, Zhang Fan was sitting behind a carved pear wood table, gently stroking a jade pendant in his hand, as if feeling the weight of time.
Looking up, his gaze accurately captured the moment Lin Dong stepped across the threshold, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "This kid, he's here again? And this time it looks like he brought a lot of good stuff. His girlfriend didn't even notice? He's really bold."
Behind every antique that Lin Dong brings may lie untold stories and costs.
During the last transaction, I vaguely sensed the hidden story behind Lin Dong, but the rules of the antique business are not to ask about the origin, but only the value.
This time, judging from Lin Dong's nervous yet expectant eyes, Zhang Fan was even more certain that the items he brought this time were definitely valuable, and might even far exceed those from the last time.
A subtle tension and anticipation filled the air, as if a silent contest was about to unfold.
Lin Dong slowly opened the cloth bag he carried with him, and one by one, antiques and jewelry appeared under the dim light. Each piece shimmered with an alluring light, but it also reflected the unspeakable bitterness and struggle deep in Lin Dong's heart.
Zhang Fan looked at these things. They were good items, but their origins were definitely not Lin Dong's.
According to industry practice, there's no need to interfere.
The profits are huge, but the risks are also huge.
However, the antique business is also the fastest way to make money nowadays; last time, I made a small profit of 30 million.
He made a small fortune of 30 million just by acting as a middleman; who can match that speed of making money?
Zhang Fan looked at the Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain in front of him, which had a soft texture. Such pieces were rare these days. A little research would reveal how it came to be; it was bought at an auction.
I learned through the transaction system of an auction that it was originally bought for more than 30 million.
There's nothing wrong with the goods; according to market rates, I should give them ten million.
Then I looked at these jade pieces, which were quite nice, each costing hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan, and finally I saw a piece of jadeite with good texture and clarity.
It can't be considered top-tier, but it's definitely an exceptional piece—a bracelet made of exceptional imperial green jade.
They are very rare to see on the market, and even with connections, buying one would cost over 20 million.
This batch of items is top-notch; every single piece is exquisite.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh at how truly wealthy people are.
“Write down a commitment letter.”
Zhang Fan turned on the recording. He needed these things; otherwise, how would he explain it when his girlfriend came knocking on his door?
Lin Dong nodded, indicating he knew the rules.
Now I'm also wondering how much these things can sell for. The day I have to pay back the money is getting closer and closer, and I can't wait any longer.
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