Rebirth 05: From Coal Mine Owner to Mobile Phone Tycoon

"I was just afraid that old hag wouldn't notice!" Lu Yuan whispered in Zhou Mei's ear.

Sure enough, Zhou Mei knew that this guy was full of bad intentions and definitely had something up his sleeve.

Wei Min's mind was in turmoil, engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

"Could it be that this kid is deliberately trying to bring up the verification of funds?"

So what's the purpose? To suspect that I'm deliberately inflating the price?

How could he know how much I cost? How dare he doubt me at this price?

Therefore, this price of 300 million is unacceptable to him!

Having thought about this, Wei Min seemed to have found the truth.

"Then why can't he accept it? It means he doesn't have the money either."

It might be more than 300 million, maybe not even 200 million.

Yes! He already spent 300 million on his last Langyao red porcelain piece, so he definitely doesn't have much cash on him right now.

Even the biggest business owners rarely keep millions in cash in the bank.

So this guy must be bluffing me, trying to force me out so he can snatch this set of jewelry that belongs to me at a low price!

This way, he won't need to undergo capital verification, because he can afford the price of over 100 million!

What a clever scheme! It's really clever. Are all young people these days so shameless?

They bullied me, a senior colleague and an elderly person!

Go deceive, go launch a surprise attack!

If I'm not having a good time, you won't be either!

"Wait!" Wei Min shouted, and everyone's attention turned to her.

"What, Ms. Wei, are you congratulating me? I'll 'carefully' preserve your advisor's equipment for you!"

Lu Yuan's tone was exactly like that of a bandit who was forcibly taking someone's newlywed wife.

"I didn't say I'm giving up!"

"This isn't up to you. If you don't accept verification of funds, you're not qualified to bid with everyone else. What if you keep bidding recklessly?"

Wei Min gritted her teeth, having already made up her mind.

"I accept the verification of funds, but you—" Wei Min glared fiercely at Lu Yuan, looking as if she wanted to devour him alive.

"I also suspect that you inflated your bids, and you have to undergo verification of your funds."

Lu Yuan's face turned cold, but he was actually quite pleased with himself. This crazy woman had finally fallen into the trap.

Since the other party had taken the initiative to go in, Lu Yuan didn't mind burying her directly and then tamping the soil on top of her.

You're questioning me?!

Lu Yuan's expression, as Wei Min saw it, was one of exasperation at having his scheme exposed.

"What, you can question me, but I can't question you?"

"You mean," Lu Yuan said through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly, "that we were both lying, that we both betrayed Sir Zheng's trust!"

"In that case, let's draw up a line. I can't and have no reason to inflate the bid."

Wei Min thought she had found Lu Yuan's weakness.

"Kid, your tricks are no match for me. I've eaten more rice than you've eaten salt. Just tell me, what will you do if you misreport the bid?"

"Fine, if I inflate the price, I'll not only withdraw from this round of bidding, but I'll also give you the Langyao red vase I just won!"

Wei Min laughed out loud. This was worth 300 million! This kid was going to get it for free.

How could you not be happy when someone gives you money?

"Don't be so quick to laugh, Mr. Wei," Lu Yuan said calmly. "What if you inflate your bid? Can you come up with something worth 300 million?"

"I don't have the item, so what do you suggest we do?"

"I don't think you have 300 million. Well then, 30% of 300 million is 90. Why don't you contribute 90 as the funds raised for charity tonight?"

As Wei Min listened, the smile on her face gradually faded. She knew her own situation perfectly well, regardless of whether others were faking it.

She's certain the test results are accurate; she's definitely going to donate the 90.

But then I thought again, Lu Yuan will give me a porcelain piece worth 300 million yuan later. Even if the auction price is a bit high, after deducting the donation, I can still get at least 200 million yuan.

It seems this kid has run out of options and doesn't want to win too much.

"Or," Lu Yuan's expression changed, "you kowtow three times in front of Sir Zheng's portrait as an apology for tarnishing his reputation."

"You..." Wei Min pointed at Lu Yuan, stammering "you" several times, but couldn't come up with a coherent answer.

Lu Yuan's words were indeed too harsh. In modern Chinese society, the kowtow ceremony is almost non-existent. For Wei Min to kowtow and apologize would be a blatant trampling of her dignity and a great disgrace to her.

"What, Miss Wei? Miss Wei doesn't dare to do it?"

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? If you want to test it, then let's test it."

No matter how vicious his words were, Wei Min felt that this was Lu Yuan's last struggle, his goal being to make her donate the 90 yuan.

Kowtowing is out of the question; given my status, I still need to maintain a semblance of dignity.

If I were really willing to swallow my pride, I wouldn't even need to pay the 90; I could just get a 300 million yuan porcelain piece for free.

Once we convert everything to cash, we'll see who ends up buying the entire set of jewelry.

If you can't afford it yourself, just pay more and ask that buyer to resell it to you.

Thinking of this, Wei Min's smile deepened, and she looked at Lu Yuan.

But Lu Yuan showed no panic. Instead, he called his staff and made a phone call.

Unlike later years, in 05, one couldn't simply open a mobile app to check their bank balance.

Furthermore, it was already close to 8 PM, so getting an accountant to issue a formal capital verification report at that time was definitely unrealistic.

However, checking your balance via phone text message is still very quick.

Lu Yuan has accounts at many banks, but most of his funds are concentrated in one account, and proof of the balance in this one account is sufficient.

Lu Yuan received a text message on his phone in less than half a minute and handed it to his staff to check.

The waiter carefully wrote down the information in a notebook, and after confirming it with Lu Yuan several times, he carefully closed the notebook.

He quickly walked up to Sir Zheng, opened the notebook for Sir Zheng to see, and made sure no one else was watching.

This is a matter of the guests' privacy, and naturally it cannot be shown to others casually.

But the numbers above truly shocked the waiter; the balance was nearly 3000 million.

No wonder he's a coal mine owner, keeping so much cash in the bank.

After Sir Zheng finished reading, he nodded, and a waiter went up on stage and handed the book to the auctioneer, Jason.

Jason was shocked after reading it, and then felt sorry for Wei Min. If she had listened to his advice, things wouldn't have come to this.

Now, not only has he lost face and his credibility been ruined, but he also has to donate 90 yuan to charity.

Once this news gets out in the next day or two, Wei Min probably won't be able to stay in Hong Kong anymore.

Who would dare to do business with someone like that!

"Ms. Wei, is this all? Do I need to change to other bank cards?"