Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 723 Fish on the chopping board
"Oh? So how much are you prepared to pay for your life?"

Gao Dongxu looked at Chen Dazhi, who deliberately closed his eyes and refused to look at them, with amusement. He had to admit that this guy was indeed a seasoned veteran.

None of them wore masks or face coverings, which meant they weren't afraid of Chen Dazhi seeing their faces, and also meant they didn't intend to leave any survivors.

When Chen Dazhi was asleep when a large hand grabbed his face, he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zisuan's face. He was horrified to hear the silenced gunshot beside him. He turned his head forcefully, his eyes wide, and saw his mistress being pressed against the face with a pillow by another expressionless assassin. He knew then that he had encountered a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

The assassin didn't kill him on the spot, but instead tied him up and dragged him into the study. Chen Dazhi knew that the other party wouldn't kill him easily. In order to gain a chance of survival, he deliberately closed his eyes tightly and refused to look at the assassin's face.

"One hundred million Hong Kong dollars, I'm willing to pay one hundred million Hong Kong dollars, I can transfer the money directly... I also have several million in cash, some gold watches, and diamonds in my safe, I'll give them all to you... I just beg you to spare my life." Chen Dazhi readily offered a very tempting sum to save his life.

"Gentlemen, no matter who you are employed by, they will never give you the amount I'm offering. Once you get the money, you can immediately run away and enjoy the life of the rich..."

"Hehe, the money you offered is indeed very tempting." Gao Dongxu put down the Gongchun teapot worth millions that he was playing with, reached for the cigar box on the table, opened it, took out a cigar, smelled it under his nose, bit off the cigar cap, spat it into his hand, put it in his pocket, and took out a lighter to light the cigar.

"However, compared to your net worth, isn't HK$100 million too little?"

"Fine, as long as you promise to let me go, I can offer another 100 million!" In order to save his life, Chen Dazhi agreed to give another 100 million without hesitation.

"That's great! Chen Sheng is indeed Chen Sheng, he has a broad vision and great courage—" Gao Dongxu said with a smile and clapping his hands while chewing on a cigar.

"No problem, no problem. We're all in this business to make money, right? Consider this two hundred million as a token of my friendship with you all..." Chen Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief. His life was temporarily spared. Although he didn't know how long he could keep it, as long as he wasn't killed immediately, there was hope.

“Okay, we’d love to be friends with Chen Sheng,” Gao Dongxu said with a smile. “Untie Chen Sheng—”

Jiang Zisuan immediately stepped forward to cut the plastic strap buckle for Chen Dazhi. Gao Dongxu smiled and said to Chen Dazhi, who was still lying on the carpet with his eyes closed, "Mr. Chen, you can open your eyes now. Since we dared to come and visit you, we are not afraid of your retaliation. Get up, come and sit down, let's talk—"

Upon hearing Gao Dongxu's words, Chen Dazhi's mind raced as he tried to guess the other party's possible identity and intentions.

Speaking Mandarin, they must be from the mainland. Judging by their ruthless methods of killing, they're definitely not from the government. The Five Families? That's unlikely too. Old Chaofeng? A long-time partner, even though they've fallen out recently, it's not like he'd send someone to kill him... After thinking it over, he still couldn't come up with a clue.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Chen Dazhi cautiously opened his eyes. Because he wasn't wearing his glasses, he could only vaguely see three women besides the two men who had grabbed him, and a young man sitting there, smiling at him.

"Sit down—" Gao Dongxu gestured to Chen Dazhi to sit down, acting like the host.

With a beaming smile, Chen Dazhi bowed slightly, nodding and scraping, and humbly sat down in the chair opposite Gao Dongxu, crossing his arms as if trying to hide his flabby body.

"Go get Mr. Chen some clothes to wear, and make us two cups of tea. I have many questions I want to discuss with Mr. Chen."

Gao Dongxu looked at Chen Dazhi's obsequious smile, chuckled, opened the cigar box, took out a cigar, and tossed it to Chen Dazhi, who was frantically catching it, saying with a laugh, "Have a cigar to calm your nerves—"

"Thank you, thank you—" Chen Dazhi hurriedly smiled and thanked him, his fingers trembling as he quickly lit a cigar, took a big puff, and coughed.

Gao Dongxu smiled as he smoked his cigar, toying with the Gongchun teapot in his hand. Looking at Chen Dazhi, whose face had regained some color from coughing, he said, "I usually enjoy collecting things too, but seeing your collection today when I entered the study, I realized what a great collector is."

“If you like these things, I’ll give them all to you—” Chen Dazhi’s heart stirred, and he immediately smiled obsequiously.

"Oh? Mr. Chen is so generous?" Gao Dongxu asked, feigning surprise.

"To be honest, I put them here because they're valuable, not because I like collecting them. Since you like collecting, giving them to you is a good way to give them a good home," Chen Dazhi said with a smile.

"Hehe, that's not a good idea. Collecting so many treasures must have cost you a lot of money and effort..." Gao Dongxu laughed.

“You don’t need to be so polite. Collecting these antiques is not difficult for me. You should know that I run an auction house, so collecting antiques is really easy for me.” Chen Dazhi said with a fawning smile while secretly observing Gao Dongxu’s expression.

"Being near the water tower means you get the moon first, right?" Gao Dongxu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Hehe." Chen Dazhi chuckled dryly.

"Hehe, it seems Chen Sheng has done quite a few things like switching the crown prince with a cat, no wonder he's amassed so many coveted antiques." Gao Dongxu's words made Chen Dazhi's expression change slightly, but he still forced a smile.

"To the best of my knowledge, only Old Chaofeng's goods can achieve such a level of realism. Mr. Chen and Old Chaofeng must be old friends, right?" "Ah?!" Chen Dazhi was surprised, looking at Gao Dongxu with shock in his eyes. He wanted to deny it, but seeing Gao Dongxu's half-smiling expression and those playful and sharp eyes, he finally told the truth with a wry smile: "Since you have investigated my situation so thoroughly, I have no need to lie. Indeed, all the antiques and paintings in this room were replaced with fakes by me."

Old Chaofeng was also a former business partner of mine, but a few days ago he sent a representative, and the negotiations broke down.

"I see..." Gao Dongxu smiled noncommittally, then looked sharply at Chen Dazhi and continued, "The annual auction revenue of Bai Ruilian must have reached 10 billion, right?"

"This..." Chen Dazhi hesitated. Just then, Jiang Zisuan walked in with a white bathrobe, and A Ning also carried two cups of tea to the table and placed them in front of the two of them.

"Quickly put this on Chen Sheng, so he doesn't catch a cold—" Gao Dongxu said with a teasing smile.

"Thank you, I can do it myself, I can do it myself..." Chen Dazhi looked at Jiang Zisuan, the killer star, who was about to help him put on a bathrobe, and hurriedly got up, took the bathrobe with a smile on his face and put it on. Then he looked at Gao Dongxu and said, "It just reached 10 billion last year. This is because the art market has been booming in the last two years, and it was only by taking advantage of the favorable conditions in Hong Kong that we were able to reach the 10 billion scale."

As one of the world's important international financial centers, Hong Kong boasts a highly free and open financial system and a mature capital market.

The relaxed foreign exchange control policy allows funds to flow in and out quickly and freely, providing a convenient environment for capital transfer in art transactions.

Collectors can easily transfer overseas funds to Hong Kong to participate in auctions without worrying about complicated cross-border fund restrictions.

At the same time, the tax policy is also very attractive. There is no capital gains tax or value-added tax. In the import and export of artworks, only specific commodities such as alcohol and tobacco are taxed, and the tariff on artworks is almost zero.

This significantly reduces the cost of art transactions. Collectors who buy high-priced artworks do not have to bear high taxes and fees, and can retain more profits when they sell them. Naturally, this attracts collectors and investors from all over the world.

Furthermore, many international financial institutions and private banks offer customized art investment financial services to high-end collectors, such as art-backed loans and portfolio management, further revitalizing market funds and driving up prices.

"Well, I must say, Mr. Chen is quite capable." Gao Dongxu said with a smile after listening to Chen Dazhi's analysis. "Through our brief conversation, I can tell that Mr. Chen is a smart man. I hope Mr. Chen can answer the last question truthfully."

"Okay, I'll tell you everything I know." Chen Dazhi knew that the moment of life and death had arrived, and he also hoped to guess the origins of Gao Dongxu and his group from the questions.

"Tell me, who's behind this 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' incident?" Gao Dongxu said calmly, his sharp gaze fixed on Chen Dazhi, whose eyes flashed with panic and deep turmoil.

"There's no one behind the scenes. I just want to create a buzz and get a good price for my copy of 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival.' Really, the 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' in my possession is genuine. I'm not lying to you, I swear..."

Upon hearing this answer, Gao Dongxu looked at Chen Dazhi, whose eyes were filled with helplessness and fear, yet whose mouth insisted on telling lies, and couldn't help but shake his head with regret and sigh softly.

"It seems that Mr. Chen doesn't want to be friends with me. However, I'm even more curious about who the person behind this is, someone who can make you fearless even in the face of death."

Hearing Gao Dongxu's words, Chen Dazhi looked at Gao Dongxu with a deathly pale face and said with a bitter smile, "Can you spare my life?"

“Tell me what you want to know, and I promise to spare your life,” Gao Dongxu assured him.

"Heh, you're not sparing my life, you're wiping out my entire family... I don't know which faction you belong to, but I can tell you, if you kill me, someone will naturally help me get revenge on you." Chen Dazhi, seemingly having gone all out, abandoned his previous humility. Although his eyes still showed fear, he made a decision without hesitation.

"It seems the person behind this has considerable power, so much so that you'd rather die than reveal it. But this only makes me more curious about who this person is," Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

"Then you can continue your investigation. I'll be waiting for you down there." After saying this, Chen Dazhi closed his eyes with a cold smile, shut his mouth, and waited for his death.

"Hehe, interesting." Gao Dongxu raised an eyebrow and smiled. "It's up to you two. Make him tell me everything I want to know."

"No problem—" X2
Chen Dazhi, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, heard the two girls answer in unison and subconsciously opened his eyes. However, before he could even utter a sound, he saw the two very similar twin sisters, each holding a silver needle, accurately pierce his head. Then everything went black, and he lost consciousness.

Gao Dongxu watched as Ru Xin and Ru Qing each held Chen Dazhi up with one hand and laid him flat on the carpet. One of them used silver needles to prick his head, and the other used silver needles to prick the soles of his feet.

"Tell me your bank account and password?"

"Bank, bank account... the numbers are too many, I can't remember them all, they're all on the computer... the password is..."

(End of this chapter)