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"Chairman Yu has made an offer?"

"He actually has his eye on Qingnian Road?"

"Is there really some special significance to this piece of land?"

The bosses, who had just looked indifferent, all changed their expressions.

Yu Yehua is no ordinary person; his offer indicates that he at least saw some possibility.

Mr. Zhao paused for a moment while holding the sign, then put it down with a wry smile.

If it were just an ordinary boss competing with him, he could add another round.

But with Yu Yehua on the field, there's no need for him to confront him head-on.

Buying Youth Road for 210 million yuan is not outrageous.

But it's pointless to keep raising it, especially against Yu Yehua.

It's not worth offending someone of that caliber for an uncertain plot of land in an old town.

The auctioneer's voice rose noticeably: "Bidder number one has offered 210 million."

"Two hundred million for the first time."

All eyes were on Yu Yehua; some were envious, some were puzzled, and some began to look through the documents again.

When Shen Jianjun saw Yu Yehua holding up a sign backstage, his heart skipped a beat.

Yu Yehua's move indicates that this land still has a chance to rise in value.

If two more people can bid, I wouldn't dare say 500 million, but 300 or 400 million is a possibility.

He stared intently at the screen, his fingers gripping the armrest tightly.

"Two hundred and ten million, the second time."

The auctioneer surveyed the room, his gavel already raised.

Many people thought that Yu Yehua was going to acquire the land.

Yu Yehua remained calm; he didn't necessarily have to take it.

Two hundred million for a future possibility is worthwhile.

If it goes any higher, we need to consider whether it's necessary.

Just as the hammer was about to fall, Shen Ze raised his number plate on the other side of the first row.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the hall: "Two hundred and fifteen million."

The auction hall fell silent for a few seconds, and many people looked at him.

Yu Yehua's offer just now had already surprised them.

But Shen Ze's move to raise his sign was even more baffling.

"Is Shen Ze also trying to steal the Youth Road?"

"Isn't he just starting out? Why is he eyeing these old city plots?"

"This price isn't low, is it? Over 200 million is just for buying the land; the subsequent development, demolition, and redevelopment will all cost money."

"Crucially, there's no clear plan for Youth Road right now, so it's normal to invest for several years without seeing any returns."

"Young people are still a bit impulsive."

The murmurs were kept low, but they couldn't hide the underlying skepticism.

These people present were all seasoned veterans.

They acknowledged that Shen Ze was currently riding high, owning the Caesars Hotel, Shuren Hospital, Ziyuan Bund Impression, and a globally customized Phantom.

But real estate isn't about buying luxury cars or mansions.

Once a piece of land is acquired, every step—from securing funding and approvals to development schedules, business attraction, and operations—can be incredibly costly.

Jianjun Group has been holding onto this land on Qingnian Road for so many years without any results.

Now that Shen Jianjun can't hold on any longer and has to sell, they don't think Shen Ze can get any advantage.

The auctioneer looked at Yu Yehua, then at the entire room: "Bidder number two has offered 215 million."

"Two hundred and fifteen million is the first time."

Yu Yehua did not raise his paddle immediately. He glanced at Shen Ze with a hint of interest in his eyes.

He made the offer because he felt that Qingnian Road had potential.

However, this potential requires time and a great deal of financial patience.

How could Shen Ze, a young man, actually see this level?

Or was it just a passing fancy?

Yu Yehua smiled faintly and raised the sign again: "Two hundred and twenty million."

Another low gasp rippled through the crowd.

Chairman Yu, would you add more?

This really changed the expressions of many business owners.

If it were only Shen Ze making the offer, they could say that the young man was impulsive.

But with someone of Yu Yehua's stature continuously raising the price, no one dared to draw any conclusions easily.

"Is there really something on Youth Road that we haven't seen?"

"Chairman Yu wouldn't act without a reason."

"But that place is really not good now. The road network is old, the commerce is weak, and demolition is troublesome."

"If you could see that clearly, then Chairman Yu wouldn't be Chairman Yu."

Backstage, Shen Jianjun stared intently at the screen, his breathing becoming heavy.

Two hundred and twenty million.

Compared to the 1 billion yuan he spent to acquire land back then, this price still makes his heart bleed, but at least it's better than the land failing to sell at auction.

More importantly, both Yu Yehua and Shen Ze are vying for it, and as long as they continue to compete, the price may still rise.

The auction house manager also breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "President Shen, with Chairman Yu involved, the atmosphere has become more lively."

Shen Jianjun remained silent, his gaze fixed on Shen Ze, his heart filled with indescribable complex emotions.

He originally didn't want Shen Ze to get this advantage, but now, it was Shen Ze who raised the price.

In the auction hall, the auctioneer's voice was clear and loud: "Bidder number one has bid 220 million."

"Two hundred and twenty million is the first time."

Without hesitation, Shen Ze raised his paddle: "Two hundred and thirty million."

The entire room fell completely silent.

While others tentatively increased their bids by five million, Shen Ze directly added ten million, his tone as calm as if he were buying an ordinary item.

"This young man is ruthless."

"He really wanted it."

"Two hundred and thirty million is already beyond the normal value of Qingnian Road."

"If we don't have a plan for the next three to five years, this money will be tied up in a dead end."

"Does he really think he can snag a bargain?"

The business owners in the front row looked at each other, but none of them followed suit.

It's not that they can't afford the money, but rather that they don't want to tie their money up in an old town project with no guaranteed return.

With the market so tight right now, cash flow is more important than anything else.

It's not worth taking a gamble on Youth Road.

Yu Yehua looked at Shen Ze and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Shen is very decisive."

Shen Ze said, "If the opportunity is right, we won't delay."

Yu Yehua had a deeper appreciation for this kind of person; he liked him.

Once he had his eye on something, he didn't hesitate, but he also didn't raise the price further.

Two hundred and thirty million was already beyond Qingnianlu's psychological price.

It's not that he can't afford it, it's that there's no need for him to.

Youth Road may have opportunities in the future, but the uncertainty is too high.

If Shen Ze is willing to gamble, then let him have it.

Moreover, he also wanted to see whether this young man, whom his daughter clearly cared about, truly had good judgment or was just acting on impulse.

The auctioneer surveyed the room: "Bidder number two has offered 230 million."

"Two hundred and thirty million is the first time."

No one held up a sign.

Mr. Zhao, who made the first bid, kept his head down and drank water, not even glancing at the stage.

Several business owners who were initially interested put their signs back on the table.

"Two hundred and thirty million, the second time."

The auctioneer's voice echoed through the hall.

Backstage, Shen Jianjun pursed his lips, feeling an indescribable sense of frustration.

He bought this land for 1 billion yuan back then, and now he wants to sell it for 230 million yuan.

But the person who bought it was Shen Ze.

What's worse, he also needs Shen Ze to make a successful offer, because Jianjun Group needs this money to save its life.

This feeling is worse than being slapped in the face.

The auctioneer raised his gavel: "Two hundred and thirty million, for the third time—"

The hammer is about to fall.

Just then, Yu Yehua suddenly raised his hand slightly.