The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

In the conference hall of the municipal government, the first two rows were filled with many of the top twenty richest people in Jiangnan Province.

Xiao Mingyuan, Zhao Hongbin, Lin Zhenhai, Zhou Yun, and Zhao Mingwei were the first five people sitting comfortably in the first row.

Lin Zhenhai joked, "President Zhao, I heard your three-year plan was halted. Are you planning to quietly make a fortune?"

Zhao Hongbin smiled and didn't argue with Lin Zhenhai. "Brother Lin, it's a good thing I didn't sign it, otherwise at least two billion would have been lost in the last two days."

Even now, when he recalls the night before when he learned that Qin Zheng had registered Zhenshi Group with a capital of 300 billion yuan, the feeling of relief and lingering fear is still strong.

Fortunately, his keen business sense told him that he shouldn't take any action.

The next day, Zhao Hongbin asked the risk control department to estimate how likely Zhenshi Group was to affect their project. The conclusion was that as long as Qin Zheng invested in Jiangnan Province, their market share would be compressed to more than 70%, with almost no profit, and they might even lose money.

Even if you don't lose money on such a high-risk project, it's still a waste of time.

"It's really frustrating not to see you lose money, otherwise I could be number two," Lin Zhenhai said with a regretful expression.

Zhao Hongbin didn't respond because the auction time was about to begin.

The room fell silent suddenly, the whispers vanished instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the conference stage, an invisible tension filling the air.

At that moment, a tall, tanned man in a suit walked in through the door.

All eyes were on the man, making him feel somewhat uncomfortable. He quickly walked over and found an empty seat to sit down.

Ma Hongming, standing on the conference stage, glanced at the person hurrying to the back row. The person looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place who it was. He then turned his attention back to the upcoming auction.

Shen Jiancai was surprised to see Qin Mao. He got up from the third row, moved to sit next to Qin Mao, and said politely in a low voice, "Young Master Qin, what brings you here? If you were coming, you should have let me know in advance so I could have saved you a seat near the front."

"It's you, Boss Shen," Qin Mao looked up, his tone a little helpless. "My dad sent me to come and take a look, saying it was to give me some experience, but actually I don't know anything about these things."

Shen Jiancai nodded quickly, realizing that Qin Mao didn't want to talk much, and wisely refrained from further pleasantries.

He secretly wondered: Qin Mao came to bid in person, could it be that Old Master Qin also has his eye on this land?

Ma Hongming, standing on the stage, glanced at his watch to confirm that the time had come, coughed lightly, and picked up the microphone: "Gentlemen, the time has come, and our land auction will officially begin."

He briefly explained the location and surrounding facilities of the land he was bidding on to the screen behind him.

Of course, I'll only talk about the good points.

This 300-mu plot of land in Nangang District is adjacent to the port, with convenient water transportation that allows direct access to the Yangtze River Oil Company. It can build its own cargo berths, which is its only advantage.

Nangang District has a sparse population and difficulty in finding employment. The surrounding industries are underdeveloped and lack supporting facilities. Land transportation is weak. Without policy support, the population will not fluctuate much in the next three to five years. Without population inflow, the economy cannot take off.

After finishing his explanation, Ma Hongming put down the microphone and solemnly announced: "The auction begins! The 300-mu plot of land in Nangang District has a starting price of 1 million yuan, with each bid increment being no less than 500 million yuan. Now, begin bidding."

"150 million!" The moment the words were spoken, the owner of a local real estate company raised his paddle.

"180 million!" Another company followed suit, raising the bid by 30 million, clearly interested in the land's water transport advantages.

Bidding calls rose and fell, and the price soared from 10 million to 1 billion and then 15 billion. At this point, the bidding calls gradually subsided.

"20 million!"

When Zou Chengfeng, the eldest son of the Zou family, who ranked sixth in Jiangnan Province, announced the price, the auditorium instantly fell silent.

Everyone knows that the actual value of this land is at most 20 billion. Unless, like the Zou family, they own an existing industrial park next door and can fully utilize the land's waterway advantages to reduce logistics costs, raising the price any further would be a losing proposition.

Xiao Mingyuan, Zhao Hongbin, and others in the first row never raised a sign once. They simply sat calmly in their seats, observing everything before them. They were only there tonight to make a show of themselves and had no intention of competing with the Zou family.

The reason is that the daughter of the Zou family recently finalized her marriage with Song Jin, the eldest son of the Song family in Donghai Province. They have already received the invitations, and the wedding will take place next month.

The Song family is no ordinary wealthy family; it is the second wealthiest family in Donghai City, with a substantial fortune. The eldest son of the Song family, Song Jin, has a personal net worth of 600 billion, far exceeding that of Xiao Mingyuan, who ranks first in Jiangnan Province.

Such beings are simply not to be trifled with. Rather than offending the Zou family and then the Song family over a piece of land that is not worth the effort, it is better to remain a quiet observer.

Seeing that no one else was bidding, Ma Hongming on stage picked up the microphone and began a countdown: "20 billion for the first time! 20 billion for the second time!"

He raised his hand, lifted the hammer, and scanned the entire area, preparing to deliver the final blow.

Just a second before the hammer struck the table, a voice suddenly rang out from the back row: "Twenty-one billion."

Everyone turned around abruptly, their eyes fixed on the source of the sound.

Xiao Mingyuan, Zhao Hongbin, and the others curiously followed the crowd's gaze. It was the last man to enter; they had never seen such a person in Jiangnan Province before. Could he be from another province?

"Who is this person? I've never seen him before. Which company does he work for?"

"21 billion? That's a loss! Doesn't he know the shortcomings of this land?"

Shen Jiancai quickly nudged Qin Mao's arm and said in a low voice, "Young Master Qin, this land is worth at most 20 billion. It's impossible to make money with any more than that."

Qin Mao shook his head gently, his tone calm: "It's okay. My dad said money is no problem. I'll film it if I like it."

Although he didn't understand the value of the land, he remembered what Qin Zheng had said: if he wanted it, he could get it for any price. Moreover, he was thinking that if he got the land, he could arrange jobs for his former coworkers.

He was determined to get this land.

Zou Chengfeng frowned, his face instantly darkening.

He looked up at Qin Mao, his eyes filled with displeasure. Someone actually dared to compete with him for land, and it was a complete stranger he had never seen before.

But he didn't react, and continued to bid, "Two billion one hundred million."

He thought the stranger was just acting on impulse, and that if he raised the price further, the other party would back down.

But to his surprise, Qin Mao responded almost without hesitation, his voice much louder than before: "Two billion."

Everyone looked Qin Mao up and down, trying to recognize which reckless boss he was. None of the five people in the front row had made a single bid, yet he dared to raise the price of the Zou family.

Zou Chengfeng's face darkened completely. He turned to stare at Qin Mao, his eyes icy cold: "Sir, I advise you to think carefully. 22 billion? This land isn't worth that much at all. Are you deliberately going against the Zou family?"

Qin Mao met Zou Chengfeng's gaze without the slightest fear, his tone calm: "I'm not going against you, I just want this land too. Isn't the auction the highest bidder wins?"

Ma Hongming was also stunned. He didn't expect that the auction, which he thought would be a foregone conclusion, would take such a turn.

"This gentleman has offered 22 billion! 22 billion for the first time! Mr. Zou, would you like to raise the price?"

The atmosphere in the auditorium became tense again, with everyone's eyes focused on Zou Chengfeng and Qin Mao, waiting to see the final result of the bidding.

Zou Chengfeng stared intently at Qin Mao, never expecting that there would be someone in Jiangnan Province who wouldn't give face to the Zou family and the Song family of Donghai Province.

The Zou family must acquire this land, connect it to their neighboring industrial park, expand production capacity, build warehouses, set up production lines, and develop port-related industries. This will solve the problem of saturated production capacity, reduce costs by leveraging the advantages of water transportation, and avoid being constrained or squeezed out by competitors.

This was very important to the Zou family, so his father, Zou Bingwen, had visited the top ten richest people in Jiangnan Province well in advance and made all the arrangements, just waiting for him to secure the deal tonight.

He couldn't let his father's preparations and expectations go to waste!

"22 billion!"

Zou Chengfeng made another offer; he didn't believe that the wheat-skinned man would dare to match it!

Then, the next second, Qin Mao's voice rang out again without hesitation.

"23 million!"