Chapter 29 Transmigrated as the Father of the Real and Fake Heiresses
As the auction began, Wan Shihui kept his eyes fixed on Ji Huaizhi.
The other person looked over with a smile in their eyes, and he nodded and smiled back.
He just didn't understand what the Ji family wanted that piece of land for.
Recently, the Ji family's influence in the industry has been growing day by day, and every move they make has attracted much attention. Their development momentum is also very strong.
I wonder what kind of trouble they'll cause this time.
"We are now bidding on this plot of land in the west of the city. Those of you who know about it know how good the location of this plot is. I believe many people have come here today for this plot."
The highest bidder wins the right to use this land!
Wan Shihui immediately looked at Ji Huaizhi, who was nodding to his assistant.
This made him nervous, and he quickly signaled to the people around him to raise their placards at any time.
"It seems like everyone is very optimistic about this piece of land in the west of the city."
"The land area of this plot is 176,501.4 square meters, the planned building area is 184,879.7 square meters, and the starting price is 1.35 billion yuan."
Wan Shihui looked up upon hearing this: "Something's not right. Wasn't the starting price supposed to be 800 million? How come it's so much more?"
The assistant looked at Wan Shihui, who could only nod reluctantly.
Ji Huaizhi has already raised his bid to 1.4 billion.
The Wan family started doing it too.
When the value reached 2.13 billion, no one in the hall was raising a sign anymore.
Only Ji Huaizhi and Wan Shihui are still vying for this land.
Seeing that the budget had been exceeded by so much, Wan Shihui's forehead began to sweat.
"2.3 billion." Assistant Zhou's voice was loud and clear in the lobby, as if he was determined to acquire this land.
"President Ji has offered 2.3 billion. Does President Wan want to make another offer?"
Wan Shihui was practically grinding his teeth to powder when he looked in Ji Huaizhi's direction and found that the other person was also looking over:
"Mr. Wan, would you be so kind as to do me this favor? I have long had my eye on this place in the west of the city."
Wan Shihui smiled insincerely: "It's not just President Ji who has taken a liking to this place; I also have to go back and report."
"But as far as I know, this price has already exceeded your company's budget, hasn't it? Mr. Wan, shouldn't you make a call back to discuss it?"
Wan Shihui took the sign from his assistant: "2.5 billion."
"We've already discussed it, and we're determined to acquire this land tonight. We hope Mr. Ji will be willing to part with it?"
"2.5 billion, Mr. Wan has already offered 2.5 billion. Is there any offer higher than Mr. Wan's?"
Ji Huaizhi raised an eyebrow: "Since that's the case, and President Wan is so optimistic about this land, then a gentleman doesn't take what belongs to others."
Wan Shihui was a little nervous holding the sign, fearing that he would ask for an even higher price.
But Ji Huaizhi's words caught him off guard.
Wasn't he just asking for your favor? Now he's suddenly acting like a gentleman who doesn't take what belongs to others?
"25 per time."
"25 twice."
"Congratulations, Mr. Wan, on acquiring the property for 2.5 billion."
The decision was final.
Ji Huaizhi laughed. He thought there would be some back and forth, but he didn't expect him to directly ask for 200 million. Since that was the case, there was no need to waste any more words.
Wan Shihui finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had been so frightened that he hadn't dared to breathe.
Everyone seemed a little stunned; just now, Ji Huaizhi seemed to regard that piece of land in the west of the city as something he had already secured.
Unexpectedly, they stopped offering a price later.
Wan Shihui also felt something was off, as if he had been tricked.
But perhaps Ji Huaizhi was just a paper tiger.
As everyone congratulated him, Wan Shihui saw Ji Huaizhi preparing to leave the club.
Smiling, she went over and called out to him, "Mr. Ji, I'm so sorry, but you're the one who's willing to part with it. I thought you were going to keep asking for more, but I didn't expect..."
Ji Huaizhi stopped in his tracks: "Since President Wan has already said so, it would be wrong of me to continue arguing."
Wan Shihui stopped smiling.
Suddenly it dawned on him that he had been deliberately driving up the price; he had no intention of actually bidding for the land.
"What does Mr. Ji mean by this?"
Ji Huaizhi smiled and asked, "What did President Wan say?"
Wan Shihui had no way to express his grievances. Although he had acquired the land, he still felt uneasy.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Huaizhi asked, "When does Mr. Wan plan to start construction on this land?"
Seeing his wary look, Ji Huaizhi said again, "President Wan, please don't misunderstand. I was just thinking of sending a pair of flower baskets to wish you good luck on your first day of work."
"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be at the end of this month."
Ji Huaizhi nodded with a smile.
Looking at his back, Wan Shihui felt that something was wrong.
"President Wan, our budget has exceeded it by 1.3 billion! The other directors of the company know about it..."
Wan Shihui frowned and waved his hand: "Let's talk about it when we get back. Nobody expected what happened today."
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When Wan Shihui returned from the company, he bumped into Wan Cunzhao, who was about to leave, and quickly called out to him.
Where are you going?
"I made plans to race with my friends." There were still marks on Wan Cunzhao's face.
Wan Shihui's gaze turned cold: "Have you offended the Ji family recently?"
"No." Wan Cunzhao thought to himself that since Ji Lin had been kicked out of the Ji family, it didn't count as offending the Ji family.
"Yeah?"
The worry on Wan Shihui's face was too obvious.
Wan Cunzhao asked a question.
"What's wrong?"
"We had already agreed on a starting bid of 800 million yuan for that plot of land in Xicheng today, with the goal of acquiring it within 1.2 billion yuan. But Ji Huaizhi suddenly came to snatch it up, driving the price up to 2.5 billion yuan."
"1.3 billion."
Wan Cunzhao's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained unchanged: "Maybe he wants that piece of land too?"
"That's what I thought too, but I felt his attitude was weird."
Then he looked up at Wan Cunzhao and said, "I heard that the eldest young master of the Ji family was kicked out of the Ji family? And his status as heir was also revoked?"
Wan Cunzhao nodded.
"Don't be foolish and go looking for trouble with him. If you run into him, just say a few words, but don't lay a hand on him."
“Even if he is not the heir of the Ji family, he is still Ji Huaizhi’s only son.”
"Even if Ji Huaizhi gives up on him, Old Master Ji is still here."
"Is...is that so?" Wan Cunzhao rubbed his fingers together. "What if the Ji family really gives up on Ji Lin?"
“Even if it’s true, Ji Lin still has the surname Ji.” Wan Shihui leaned back on the sofa: “Even if we aristocratic families are fighting amongst ourselves, we still have to maintain a respectable image in front of outsiders.”
After speaking, he looked at his son, and the suspicious look in his eyes made Wan Cunzhao nervous.
"You're not lying, are you?"
Wan Cunzhao shook his head: "I'm going to race."
Ji Lin lay in the hospital, silently gazing out the window.
When Uncle Ji came in, he sighed and said, "Your grandfather asked me to come and see you."
Seeing that he didn't speak, she continued, "Yesterday your dad clashed with the Wan family at the auction. Your dad will help you get revenge, just like he always has."
Ji Lin lowered his eyes and twitched his fingers.
"Second Uncle, where is Nanzhi?"
“My daughter told me that Nanzhi is currently preparing to go abroad.”
Seeing that he was silent, Uncle Ji said again, "Your grandfather wants you to move to the old house, your father won't say anything."
Ji Lin didn't speak, he just looked out the window.
On the day construction began on that plot of land in Xicheng, Wan Shihui felt uneasy.
Because the budget exceeded the limit by 1.3 billion, he was sidelined at the company.
Because of this huge overspending, other projects have been scaled back, and the company is currently facing a cash shortage.
Wan Shihui was anxious but helpless.
He cursed Ji Huaizhi in his heart again.
He picked up his teacup to rinse it, but his assistant rushed in in a panic, startling him so much that he spilled the water in his teacup.
"President Wan!"
"President Wan!"
"Hey, can't you talk things out slowly? What's wrong with you?"
He placed the teacup on the table, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and said, "Speak."
"That piece of land in the west of the city..."
Wan Shihui's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"
"It looks like they've unearthed some cultural relics."
As soon as Wan Shihui arrived at his destination and got out of the car, he was immediately surrounded by a group of reporters.
"Mr. Wan, is it true that your project has unearthed cultural relics?"
"It's all a misunderstanding, okay?" Wan Shihui, who had almost shoved a microphone into his mouth, turned to his assistant and asked, "What happened?"
"Why are there so many reporters? Weren't we supposed to have people here suppressing the news?"
The assistant also shook his head, not knowing.
"How could it be a misunderstanding? People from the Cultural Relics Bureau are here. Does Mr. Wan intend to take it for himself?"
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