I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 892 - 651 transactions

Chapter 892: 651 transactions

"Thirty-one billion."

With Song Chao Ge’s bid, the atmosphere in the venue seemed to freeze, and you could hear a pin drop.

Even with He Yihui’s shrewdness, she couldn’t control her facial expressions at this moment, and upon hearing Song Chao Ge’s bid, she furrowed her brows deeply.

Originally, the only competitors she had assumed were people like Ji Zhaohua; she hadn’t factored in Song Chaoge at all and considered him merely a presence.

After all, Song Chaoge had always been seen with Guo Anle and had not expressed any desire to compete for the gambling license in their discussions, so He Yihui had never expected him to suddenly interfere.

But no plan withstands contact with the enemy.

At this critical moment, like Cheng Yaojin, he emerged unexpectedly without any sign.

Caught off guard, a wave of irrepressible anger began to grow in He Yihui’s heart, causing her right hand to clench instinctively.

She glanced at Song Chao Ge, but he didn’t look back at her at all.

In fact, this action wasn’t what Song Chao Ge truly wanted, but he was forced into the fray by circumstances.

He hadn’t expected Yi Hui’s attitude towards An Le to be so cold; one couldn’t put all their eggs in one basket.

Naturally, He Yihui could not sense Song Chao Ge’s reluctance; she felt a strong urge to immediately outbid him.

It’s no exaggeration to say that since joining the He family, and now after so many years, she had never tasted such humiliation.

But He Yihui was not a common person; even with surging emotions, she didn’t lose her head.

"Thirty-one billion."

This figure was already close to the financial limit the He family could bear.

If she put forth such a large sum now, how would she compete for the next two gambling licenses?

Hence, He Yihui composed herself and forcefully maintained silence.

"Thirty-three billion."

Vera casually rested one hand on the table, her expression nonchalant, as if the bid that even the He family found hard to bear was merely a simple number.

Ji Zhaohua, who had been the most active before, became quiet, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the tabletop.

This was an auction, not a matter of one-upping or showing off wealth.

As a qualified businessman, weighing pros and cons was a fundamental skill.

The current bid had reached thirty-three billion, but that was not the final deal.

This figure was already close to the value that a gambling license could generate.

Ji Zhaohua remained calm, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, having already decided to give up.

Only a fool would act so impulsively.

He came to Haojiang with one goal—to secure a gambling license. There were two more opportunities to come; giving up this round was inconsequential.

"Thirty-five billion."

Song Chao Ge habitually raised his hand, only then realizing he was not wearing his glasses.

"Thirty-eight billion."

Vera followed with another price hike.

Although both parties spoke in a calm tone, the air undoubtedly began to fill with a competing tension.

Jiang Chen, one of the bidders, had yet to make a tentative bid, as if he were merely making up the numbers.

"Forty billion."

Song Chao Ge said with a light laugh.

Forty billion.

That was a whole forty billion!

Even though it was expected that the gambling license auction would be fierce, seeing the number one gambling license reach such a high price, Director Tao’s complexion couldn’t help but change.

This auction was different from the usual ones; his goal was not to "generate revenue." Of course, the higher the gambling license bid, the happier the government’s finance department would be, but considering the bigger picture, he preferred to avoid discord among the bidders rather than seek a temporary financial gain.

But as the host, he couldn’t very well step in and ask everyone to restrain themselves, could he?

"Mr. Song indeed has hidden depths."

Jiang Chen, who had been watching from the sidelines, muttered under his breath as if the auction had nothing to do with him.

Lan Peizhi beside him remained silent as well.

Vera didn’t press with an immediate counteroffer. From the glint in her eyes, it was apparent that forty billion was also close to her psychological limit.

The DuPont Family, although wealthy enough to rival entire nations, possessed that wealth collectively, not individually. Vera was not the family head and did not have "carte blanche" to open fire.

Moreover, as the leader of such a financial dynasty, she definitely would not engage in unprofitable deals.

In the prior communications, Vera had never revealed her bottom line, and Jiang Chen hadn’t breached etiquette by inquiring. However, judging by the reaction of that girl at the moment, Jiang Chen had roughly guessed where her limit lay.

It seemed like it was time for him to make an entrance.

"Forty-two billion."

Just when Jiang Chen planned to make his presence felt, Vera spoke up again.

Madam He’s expression darkened, having completely given up the desire to compete for the first gaming license.

Over forty billion had utterly exceeded her psychological expectation.

Jiang Chen looked toward Song Chao Ge.

As for Song Chao Ge’s financial power, he really had no clear idea, and he was somewhat curious.

The man indeed did not disappoint him.

"Forty-five billion."

Song Chao Ge’s demeanor was natural, seemingly under no pressure.

Even Vera could not help but knit her brows a little.

Her trip to Haojiang this time was a "trial" from her family before she came of age; in other words, she was here to demonstrate her abilities, not to act recklessly.

She indeed could secure the license at all costs, but by doing so, even if she succeeded, she would not receive her family’s accolades.

"Are you just here to watch the show?"

Vera’s red lips moved slightly, her voice barely audible to Jiang Chen alone.

Since the "ally" had put it that way, naturally, he could no longer stand idly by,

Jiang Chen gently coughed.

"Forty-seven billion."

Lan Pei Zhi spoke up.

All eyes converged simultaneously on the well-known face.

Song Chao Ge did the same, looking toward Lan Pei Zhi as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing,

He leaned back, reclining in his chair, and smiled, "Fifty billion."

Ji Zhaohua shook his head with a smile.

Madam He’s face was as still as water.

Director Tao’s eyes bore a complex expression.

Vera turned her head.

Lan Pei Zhi did not speak immediately but glanced at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

"Fifty-one billion."

Lan Pei Zhi spoke up.

Jiang Chen felt a private sense of appreciation.

They were really looking out for him.

Were they worried about his wallet?

Facing the collective gaze from all sides, Song Chao Ge remained neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat, without any sign of dejection, maintaining the graceful curve on his face as he spoke with a smile, "Congrats, Aunt Lan."

With that statement, he had undoubtedly chosen to give up.

No one wants to make an enemy of money.

The current bidding price had already exceeded the intrinsic value of the license; to continue bidding would simply be to play the fool.

"Miss Lan has offered fifty-one billion, does anyone wish to bid higher?"

No one responded.

Director Tao was not disappointed; on the contrary, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and, without hesitation, immediately announced, "Fifty-one billion, sold! Congrats, Miss Lan, you now own the first gaming license."

"Clap clap clap..."

Ji Zhaohua was the first to stand, leading the applause to congratulate her.