Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

"My Arend family offers eight million!" Young Arend raised his sign directly, his tone carrying an undeniable force.

"My Arend family is determined to acquire this mine."

His words silenced everyone around him.

I can't speak for other places, but in this state, the Arendt family not only has money, but also guns and connections, so they are indeed very powerful.

Seeing that no one else was bidding higher, Jason was a little disappointed, but the price was already reasonable, and it wouldn't be worth bidding any higher.

"Eight million for the first time! Any bidders willing to go up?"

No one speaks.

Su Wanqing felt a little regretful. If Little Arendt had won the bid, how could she have gotten the mine for free?

But then I thought—I should still take advantage of what I can get for free, even if it's just a portion. After all, the mine doesn't entirely belong to Little Arend; he only has the mining rights.

As Su Wanqing was thinking this, a voice suddenly came from the doorway—

"I'll offer ten million dollars! The Crawford family has our eye on this mine!"

Just then, the front door opened, and a group of men in suits walked in. The previously arrogant Victor was now bowing and following behind a middle-aged man like a dog.

The man was tall with short, gray hair, a hooked nose, and sinister eyes; he was none other than Victor Crawford, the patriarch of the Crawford family.

He glanced at young Arendt in his wheelchair with a cold smile, and greeted him with a forced grin: "My dear nephew Arendt, although you have just experienced some misfortune, I regret to inform you—this mine, the Crawford family, wants it!"

Young Arendt was initially confident of winning, but unexpectedly, at this crucial juncture, the patriarch of their arch-rival, the Crawford family, arrived in person.

He gritted his teeth—this was his first public appearance since taking over the Arendt family, and he absolutely could not be outdone!

He held up his sign: "You want it? Humph, twelve million!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, "Little Arendt actually offered such a high price. Even though they got the mining rights, there's practically no profit left."

"Yes, unless the price of molybdenum skyrockets in the next few years, we're just working for the government for nothing."

The members of the inspection team were all in a relaxed and casual mood, enjoying various delicacies while listening to the bidding.

Su Wanqing, on the other hand, looked excitedly at the auction platform for the molybdenum-rhenium mining rights, silently praying—maybe these mining rights should just go to the Crawford family on the other side…

That way, she won't feel guilty about stealing it!

Meanwhile, Victor, the patriarch of the Crawford family, was calculating in his mind—unknown to others, he had inside information that the price of this molybdenum-rhenium mine would skyrocket, and whoever obtained the mining rights would make a fortune.

Their family had just lost the mining rights to a tungsten mine and a rare metal mine, suffering a severe loss. They needed to make up for it as soon as possible, and this molybdenum-rhenium mine was the best opportunity!

He cut to the chase: "Let me be blunt, little Arend. I've already bought off the surrounding refineries and transportation routes. And I've already spoken to the gangs there; any Arend family mining trucks passing through their territory will be stopped. So even if you buy the mining rights, you probably won't be able to mine safely. Therefore, let the Crawford family handle this mine—Janson, I'll offer fifteen million and one dollar, only one dollar more than them! Hahahaha!"

He laughed arrogantly.

Arendt's face turned ashen; he hadn't expected the despicable Victor to have blocked the way first.

Boss Jason coughed and looked at little Arend: "Then fifteen million and one dollar, anything higher?"

Arendt Jr.'s face was ashen, and he remained motionless. In truth, he didn't intend to continue buying at the exorbitant price of fifteen million, as he wouldn't gain much benefit even if the price went up. However, the problem was that the other party had gone to such extremes, forcing him into a difficult position, which was making him extremely uncomfortable!

"Alright, the Crawford family's fifteen million and one dollar, deal!"

Victor took his seat with a dozen or so men. The other families were all long-established nobles, dressed in formal attire and behaving elegantly; the men, who had risen through the ranks of the underworld, were all carrying bulging guns at their waists, completely out of place with the group, their manners crude and making them seem very out of place.

Victor even greeted Su Wanqing with a smile: "Dear Ms. Su, this is the bill for the previous $100,000. My men are all recovering very well."

Su Wanqing smiled as she accepted the bill: "A doctor's heart is benevolent, regardless of nationality."

Then, Su Wanqing handed the bill to Deputy Commander Zhao.

Deputy Commander Zhao immediately stopped eating, wiped his hands, took the bill, and was so excited that his hands were trembling slightly—this inspection team has really made a profit from coming to the United States!

The marshal also said that although this trip abroad cost money, they not only didn't lose money, but also earned so much foreign exchange! "Good, good, good!" Now we can give the marshal a proper explanation when we get back!

After the second item was photographed, the third item was quickly taken.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, the third item for auction—"

Jason glanced at the Chinese delegation sitting below the stage, hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.

"These are four precious cultural relics that originated from China—one is a gilt bronze pagoda made by Emperor Qianlong and looted from the Old Summer Palace; another is a jadeite dragon-patterned covered vase from the Qing imperial collection; and the other two are a Song dynasty official kiln brush washer and a Ming dynasty Xuande blue-and-white bowl. These were all brought back from the Far East by renowned collectors and are extremely valuable. The four items will be auctioned as a package, with a starting bid of $400,000!"

After he finished speaking, everyone glanced at the Chinese delegation.

Jason had already been quite subtle in his explanation, but everyone present knew how these things had come to the United States.

However, many people were just watching with a "let's see what happens" attitude, wondering if these Chinese would make a move.

At this moment, the members of the Chinese delegation froze for a moment.

Looking at those familiar objects on the stage felt like witnessing a disgrace.

These are all national treasures of China, yet they're appearing at an auction in another country! The $100,000 he'd just received hadn't even warmed his hands when Deputy Commander Zhao gritted his teeth:

"This belongs to our China, and we must take it back!"

Secretary Zhou said in a low voice, "But $100,000 is not enough at all. We may have to borrow some money from little Arend." The dollars that little Arend had promised them had already been converted into foreign exchange and handed over to the country. At this moment, they really didn't have much money left.

The price quickly soared to $700,000.

Having just recovered from his anger, Little Arendt noticed the tense atmosphere and said, "Oh, Miss Su, this seems to be an artifact from your country. If you need money, just say so, and I'll take a picture of it for you."

Just as Deputy Commander Zhao was about to say "okay," Su Wanqing's eyes darted around, and she shook her head.