The bidding price of HK$500 million has exceeded the market price of the Airbus A280.
But the remaining two bidders showed no sign of stopping.
"Old Bao, do you know that young man who was bidding against Old Guo?" Shao Yifu asked curiously, pointing behind him.
"This kid? Hu Qichen's eldest son, named Hu Zhuowen, is a top student who graduated from Cambridge University."
Bao Wenhai curled his lip:
"This kid founded a financial investment company on his own three years ago, and I heard that the profit last year alone reached 3 billion."
"Hu Qichen? You mean that Asian financial tycoon who made his fortune by trading futures?"
"That's right. Hu Qichen has two sons and a daughter. This young master Hu has been intelligent since childhood and is also low-key. Why did he get into a fight with Lao Guo tonight over an airplane?"
"Young people, who hasn't dreamed of a vast, boundless blue sky? Hehe..."
"But in terms of financial resources, this kid definitely can't compete with Lao Guo."
"That's not necessarily true. Guo Bingshuang is getting old and his sharp edge isn't what it used to be. A shrewd and experienced businessman won't lose his mind and just make random purchases."
"Indeed... Oh? Mr. Lin, you're a young man too, why don't you join in?"
Lin Dong cupped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Since all of you big shots have spoken up, then I won't stand on ceremony."
At this moment, the closely contested bidding price experienced dramatic fluctuations.
Surrounded by several rich second-generation heirs, Hu Zhuowen, the young master of Hu, suddenly shouted out a sky-high price of 600 million.
Faced with an aggressive competitor, he decided to stop pretending.
Damn it, it's just money, right? I have plenty!
This limited-edition luxury business jet has completely captivated Young Master Hu, who has dreamed of flying freely since childhood.
For a rich young master like him, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he was already tired of yachts and luxury cars.
Only the most luxurious aircraft could ignite his intense possessiveness.
"Young Master Hu, are you...are you crazy? Spending 600 million Hong Kong dollars on a private jet?"
“That’s right, Mr. Hu. Buying a plane is not worth it. You can only fly a few times a year. Just the parking fees and maintenance fees alone will cost several million every year.”
"You bought a plane, but you're not going to bid for 66 Deep Water Bay Road? That's a rare opportunity to squeeze into the circle of the ultra-rich!"
Listening to the nagging of his good-for-nothing friends, Hu Zhuowen sneered contemptuously:
"I want the plane, and I won't let the villa go either... I'll bid 600 million in one go, let's see how old man Guo can fight me now?"
“I know these old guys. They can spend billions on a single deal, but they will decisively give up on things where the price deviates too much from the value.”
The surrounding rich kids exchanged bewildered glances, but had no choice but to give a thumbs-up in agreement:
"No wonder he's a Cambridge graduate; his analytical skills are amazing!"
"Young Master Hu, I think Guo Bingshuang is starting to hesitate. I guess he won't follow us anymore."
"That's for sure. Among the younger generation in Hong Kong, who has the same boldness as our Young Master Hu?"
......
The luxurious Airbus A280 was photographed for HK$600 million.
This amazed Allen, who had attended hundreds of high-end auctions.
What's going on tonight?
There was a mysterious young man who had never been heard of before, who spent 100 million yuan to bid for a luxury car.
The second item had barely been auctioned when another young tycoon emerged.
Are young people these days all so rich?
"Young Master Hu at table number 12 has made a latest bid of HK$600 million. Is there any higher bid?"
"A young person's dream is to soar through the blue sky!"
"This plane doesn't need reservations or scheduling; just take a picture and you can use it..."
"A luxury Airbus A280, a first for HK$600 million."
"HK$600 million, the second time!"
"HKD 600 million..."
Allen excitedly raised the mallet, ready to smash it down.
"I'll offer 800 million!"
A clear, cold voice came from behind.
Allen shuddered; he knew who it was.
Besides that young tycoon who bought a car for 100 million, who else could it be?
Holy crap, that's a 200 million increase! How are we supposed to survive?
Even if you're rich, you can't just throw money around like this, can you?
"What is the name of this...this gentleman?" Allen stammered.
"Lin Dong".
"Alright, Mr. Lin Donglin from table number 1, you've bid HK$800 million!"
"Whoosh!"
The entire venue was once again in an uproar.
Countless surprised or envious glances came rushing over.
Lin Dong, sitting at table number 1, once again became the focus of the banquet.
"This kid's name is Lin Dong? He looks so young, how come he's so rich?"
"How many young people in Hong Kong can come up with hundreds of millions at once? Lin Dong's background is definitely not simple!"
"Tch, you're just finding out? Didn't you see who else was sitting at the same table with?"
"Exactly, even the Governor of Hong Kong wouldn't dare to act recklessly in his presence. How could someone like that be anyone small-minded?"
"I need all of Lin Dong's information within one hour. Quickly, prepare the press release..."
......
A cacophony of voices filled the hall.
Qiu Shuzhen stared at Lin Dong's sharply defined profile, her heart pounding wildly.
Her almond-shaped eyes were practically overflowing with love.
Why is the man I like so outstanding?
Meanwhile, Li Jiaxin was still sulking when she happened to see Qiu Shuzhen's infatuated expression.
A surge of inexplicable anger and jealousy welled up in her chest, making her stomp her foot in frustration again.
......
"Mr. Lin at table number 1 has bid 800 million. Who else is bidding?"
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