I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

The Land Rover's door slammed shut.

Qian Wanda slumped into the Hermes orange leather seat.

"Huff... huff..."

He was panting heavily, and pulled out the handkerchief he hadn't had time to throw away, wiping the greasy cold sweat from his neck.

Just now in the villa, he laughed so hard his facial muscles were almost stiff, and now that he's relaxed, his cheeks are twitching uncontrollably.

"That scared the hell out of me...that scared the hell out of me!"

In the driver's seat, Lei Hu kept glancing at the rearview mirror.

As the head of security for the Qian family, he was a tough guy who had seen blood and risked his life.

But right now, he felt incredibly stifled.

"Boss."

Lei Hu started the car and finally couldn't help but speak: "There's something I don't know if I should say."

Qian Wanda, with his eyes closed, weakly groaned, "Release."

"That Master Qin does indeed have some wicked methods, I don't deny that."

Lei Hu's tone carried a hint of resentment, "But you are the richest man in Sichuan, the head of Wanda Group! Do you have to act like a grandson? The way you looked just now... even the brothers felt aggrieved."

In Lei Hu's view, business is business, but being so afraid is beneath him.

"Feeling frustrated?"

Qian Wanda sat up abruptly, grabbed the back of the driver's seat, and nervously glanced back at the receding villa.

"You don't know anything!"

Qian Wanda lowered his voice, spitting as he spoke into the rearview mirror: "What's face worth? Who are you going to save face for if you're dead? The King of Hell?!"

"Didn't you see those buckets of cement last night? Those were international mercenaries! Those were masters from Qingcheng Mountain!"

Qian Wanda pointed to his chest, his face deathly pale: "I'm a man who's been on the verge of death! If it weren't for Master Qin pulling me out, I'd probably be playing cards with them at the bottom of the river right now!"

Lei Hu tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The scene last night was indeed very shocking. He definitely couldn't beat those mercenaries, but he still felt that his boss overreacted.

"But the boss."

Lei Hu hesitated for a moment, "Didn't the old Taoist priest give you a 'Suppressing Evil Jade'?"

A brief silence fell over the carriage.

Qian Wanda touched the warm, smooth jade in his inner pocket.

The jade is fine; it feels cool and refreshing to the touch, which can indeed calm a racing heart.

But a cold smile appeared on his face.

That kind of smile is the shrewdness unique to an old fox who has been navigating the business world for decades.

"Lei Hu, you've been with me for ten years, how can you still be so naive?"

Qian Wanda lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the pungent smoke cleared his muddled mind considerably.

"That old Taoist priest is about to die, what good intentions could he possibly have? Can I trust everything he gives me?"

"Master Qin didn't expose me, saving me face! If I had actually believed that old Taoist priest and challenged Master Qin with this worthless jade, I wouldn't even know how I died!"

Lei Hu felt a chill run down his spine: "Then this jade..."

"Wear it." Qian Wanda exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes gleaming. "I had someone examine it; it's a good jade. Even if it's not as miraculous as the old Taoist priest said, it shouldn't do any harm."

Lei Hu nodded, no longer dwelling on it.

But there is an even more practical problem.

"About the money..."

Lei Hu glanced at the instrument panel. "Wasn't that thousand-year-old snow lotus supposed to have a starting bid of one hundred million? It's said to be a life-saving elixir that can regenerate bones, and there are people in Yanjing keeping an eye on it too."

"When all the big players start fighting, the price will definitely skyrocket, maybe even 300 million won't be enough."

Lei Hu winced, "Boss, three hundred million! That's at least half a month's worth of working capital for our group. If the supply chain breaks down..."

"Three hundred million?"

Qian Wanda tapped his finger, which was holding a cigarette, in the air, his face revealing a gambler's fanaticism.

"Lei Hu, with your limited vision, you're only fit to be a security captain," Qian Wanda sneered. "Is three hundred million a lot? That depends on who gets to spend it!"

"Don't you even know who Master Qin is? He bought a worthless stone for a few dozen yuan and cut out tens of millions worth of imperial green jade; he bought a haunted house that nobody wanted for twenty million, and now people are fighting over it for hundreds of millions!"

"This kind of person is a living god of wealth! A true dragon descended to earth to experience life!"

Qian Wanda became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes gleaming: "Spending him 300 million now is like sending charcoal in snowy weather, it's like buying a 'ticket' to get on board!"

"As long as Master Qin remembers this favor, and even if he just slips me a little information through his fingers in the future, I can earn back not just three hundred million, but three billion!"

"Besides," Qian Wanda leaned back in his chair, his face full of confidence, "a master with such extraordinary skills, would he really run off with my money? This deal is a sure thing!"

Lei Hu was completely speechless after hearing these words.

He looked at his boss through the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with admiration.

Although he was afraid of dying, he was certainly making a very efficient plan.

"Boss, you have a far-sighted view." Lei Hu was truly impressed.

Qian Wanda closed his eyes, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Following Master Qin, going hungry nine times in three days? That's impossible."

……

at the same time.

The sunlight was perfect inside the villa.

Qin Feng sat on the soft fabric sofa, holding a mug with a cartoon cat printed on it, filled with hot tea that Su Qingxue had just poured for him.

He moved languidly, his slender fingers gently caressing the rim of the cup.

But he could hear the conversation inside the Land Rover outside the villa very clearly.

After undergoing a marrow cleansing and bone-renewing process, his five senses had been enhanced to a terrifying degree.

He can hear everything happening within a 300-meter radius, as long as he wants to.

"That old Qian..."

Qin Feng smiled knowingly and took a sip of tea.

"They look crude and cowardly, but they're full of business acumen."

Qian Wanda is truly a talent for combining "fear of death" and "investment" so perfectly and even being able to logically and consistently brainwash himself.

Originally, Qin Feng only intended to use Qian Wanda as a disposable tool.

But after hearing these words, he changed his mind.

"Since you dare to bet, I'll let you win."

Qin Feng put down the cup and tapped his fingers lightly on his knee.

The money used in this auction was used to acquire shares in Wanda Group.

Su Qingxue was carrying a plate of sliced ​​fruit out of the kitchen when she saw Qin Feng talking to himself. Curious, she tilted her head and asked, "Brother Feng, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Qin Feng snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Su Qingxue. "I'm laughing because there's some silly boss who insists on giving me money."

Su Qingxue blinked, puzzled.

Just then.

hum-

The phone, which was on the marble coffee table, suddenly vibrated.

Qin Feng glanced at the screen.

It's an unfamiliar local number.

But the last digit of the serial number is somewhat special—"001".

In a place like Chengdu where grandeur is valued, someone who can use such a last digit of their phone number must be someone of extraordinary status.

Qin Feng took out a tissue, slowly wiped his hands, then pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

"Feed".

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterwards, an aged yet powerful voice rang out, its tone extremely respectful:

"Is this... young friend Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow: "It's me. Who is it?"

"I apologize for disturbing you."

The old man opposite him took a deep breath and announced his name:

"I am Liu Songhe."

The image of the old man in the Tang suit appeared in Qin Feng's mind.

Liu Songhe is the president of the Provincial Appraisal Association.

When the Qian family tried to seize the imperial green jade, Liu Songhe intervened to stop them.

Although Qin Feng could handle it himself, he still owed this favor.

"So it's Chairman Liu." Qin Feng's tone became slightly more polite. "Did you need something?"

Liu Songhe smiled, his voice urgent:

"Young friend Qin, you wouldn't come here without a reason."

"To be honest, I've encountered a thorny issue that concerns the reputation of our Southwest treasure appraisal community, and may even... involve some shady dealings."

"I would like to ask you for a favor, young friend."