📖 You Said You'd Relax And Play Games, But You Went On A Killing Spree On Wall Street? Chapter 118: Thoroughly Humiliate the Opponent!
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Chapter 118: Thoroughly Humiliate the Opponent!

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 1,255 words · ~5 min read · chapter 118 of 692

After the PPT presentation, Qin Lan took over, smiling as she summarized her remarks:
"Based on the above data analysis, Jiangjin Hotel, after careful evaluation, believes a reasonable price range, with an upper limit of five billion.
The hotel's daily operations and management will be fully handled by Jiangjin.
At the same time, we promise to provide all tenants and merchants with Jiangjin Hotel's highest standard of exclusive service.
Furthermore, in return, we will periodically pay Fanghuan Investment a portion of the hotel's revenue in the form of 'rent' or 'profit sharing.'
Chairman Huang, what do you think of this proposal?"
Five billion.
Huang Fengwen's face showed no particular expression upon hearing this figure.
Clearly, this offer was within his expectations, and perhaps even slightly higher.
Especially the last clause, "profit sharing," sounded quite tempting; it meant Fanghuan Investment could sit back and collect money without doing anything.
The terms sounded quite good, and the expressions on both sides softened considerably; the atmosphere in the meeting room seemed poised to move towards a "pleasant cooperation."
However, the instant Qin Lan uttered the number "fifty billion"—
"...!"
Su Hao's hand, gripping the pen, trembled uncontrollably the moment he heard Qin Lan utter that number!
Damn it, it's finally here! That familiar feeling!
Su Hao took a deep breath and quickly scribbled on the sticky note in front of him, trying to calibrate his erratic, yet ridiculously accurate, intuition.
His pen flew across the paper, numbers written down and quickly crossed out.
Fifty billion...trembling!
Eight billion...still trembling!
One hundred billion...trembling even more violently! His wrist started to ache!
One hundred and fifty billion...damn, my wrist is about to cramp!
Fine beads of sweat began to appear on Su Hao's forehead. Damn it, is this intuition on steroids or something?
So greedy, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant?
A strange tremor rose from the depths of his heart, as if something was about to burst forth!
Su Hao gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and abruptly wrote down a shocking number on the paper—two hundred billion!
“…”
The moment the number touched the paper, that eerie tremor abruptly ceased, as if gripped by an invisible hand!
‘Holy crap?! This is…the most reasonable price?!’
Su Hao's mind went blank, as if countless thunderbolts had exploded simultaneously!
He took a deep breath, calmly suppressing the turmoil within him.
Two hundred billion! The other party had asked for fifty billion, and he had quadrupled that!
This wasn't negotiation anymore; this was a blatant humiliation!
Even Huang Fengwen, sitting next to him, was only willing to pay around fifty billion, seven billion at most.
But his damned intuition told him, crystal clear, that it was 20 billion!
Not a penny less!
Su Hao quickly adjusted his breathing, then gently nudged Huang Fengwen beside him with his elbow.
Huang Fengwen turned his head in confusion.
Su Hao subtly pushed the slip of paper with "20 billion" written on it in front of Huang Fengwen.
"...???!!!"
Huang Fengwen's gaze fell on the sticky note, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!
He abruptly turned his head, staring at Su Hao in disbelief, then glanced down at the numbers on the note, his eyes darting back and forth, as if he'd seen a ghost!
His eyes were clearly filled with the horror of, "Are you out of your mind? Are you trying to drag me down with you?"
Su Hao met Huang Fengwen's fiery gaze without flinching, nodding firmly with unwavering determination.
Huang Fengwen: "..."
He felt his heart nearly stop beating from frightening this kid.
"Ahem!" Huang Fengwen coughed heavily, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily, as if struggling to process the astonishing number.
Then, turning to Qin Lan, he forced a smile:
"Then... Fanghuan Investment, how about we state our price range?"
"Of course, Chairman Huang, please speak."
Qin Lan gestured for him to speak, a confident smile playing on her lips, clearly believing victory was assured.
She seemed completely unaware of the impending "surprise."
Huang Fengwen took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, as if giving himself a final mental pep talk.
He hesitated for a mere fraction of a second, his mind in turmoil!
Then, steeling his resolve, he gritted his teeth and uttered the number that would have caused everyone present to have a heart attack, word by word:
"Two—hundred—billions—!"
"...Huh?!"
The conference room was instantly filled with a deafening roar, followed by deathly silence, then a chorus of gasps and suppressed gasps!
Not only were the executives at Jiangjin Hotel completely dumbfounded, but even Fang Huan's own team at the investment company were utterly stunned, as if they'd seen a ghost.
"Wait, wait! Two hundred billion?!"
A vice president beside Qin Lan was the first to lose his composure, his voice trembling.
"We heard that your company 'took over' the Changqing Group for two hundred billion.
But now… you mean, you want Jiang Jin to pay for those two hundred billion?
This… this is practically us footing the bill for you?!"
"That's right."
Huang Fengwen, now completely unfazed, remained calm as if discussing whether tofu pudding should be sweet or savory.
"However, the seven billion in bank debt currently burdened by the Changqing project will be resolved by our Fanghuan Investment."
"Isn't that still a case of the wool coming from the sheep's back?! Ultimately, it'll still come from the two hundred billion we paid?!"
Qin Lan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, her elegant smile as a business elite crumbling, replaced by incredulous astonishment and a hint of annoyance at being played!
The executives at Jiangjin Hotel also stirred, whispering and exchanging murmurs, their gazes towards Fang Huan Investment's group filled with disdain, as if to say, "Are you all money-grubbing freaks?"
"..."
Huang Fengwen felt immense pressure from all sides, especially from Qin Lan's almost fiery gaze across from him, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
He glanced at Su Hao beside him again, almost stealthily, out of the corner of his eye.
Su Hao remained as composed as a mule, eyes downcast, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding commotion, his calmness infuriating.
Huang Fengwen felt a surge of rage.
Fine! You're ruthless! I'll go all out with you today!
He took a deep breath, straightened his back abruptly, and spoke in a low voice, but with an undeniable resolve:
"The price determined by Fanghuan Investment after its assessment is 20 billion. There's no room for negotiation on this."
"Chairman Huang! Are you kidding me? 20 billion! Do you know what this means? This is not sincerity in cooperation!"
A senior executive from Jiang Jin slammed his fist on the table, his face flushed with anger, spittle flying.
"I, Huang Fengwen, never joke in business."
Huang Fengwen interrupted him decisively.
Then his eyes sharpened, his domineering aura surging, his imposing presence rising instead of falling, an aura of ruthless power emanating from him, stunning everyone present!
“In business, I, Huang Fengwen, always keep my word. Once a deal is made, not even the King of Heaven himself can change it!”
His demeanor was exactly like that classic line from a Stephen Chow gambling movie: “I bet! I’m going all in!”
Qin Lan was so infuriated by Huang Fengwen’s “I’m unreasonable, what can you do about it?” attitude that she almost overturned the table.
Her chest heaved, and she was panting heavily, clearly on the verge of exploding.
She suppressed her anger and stood up:
“Chairman Huang, it seems we have some significant differences. How about this, give us some time; we need to discuss this internally.”
“Please.” Huang Fengwen gestured for her to comply, remaining calm and collected.
Qin Lan, along with a group of indignant and livid Jiang Jin executives, stormed out of the conference room.
That figure, no matter how you looked at it, exuded a chilling murderous aura that seemed to say, "You bunch of bastards, don't even think about running away! We'll take you down with our weapons!"
(My darlings, just three chapters today! More tomorrow! Thanks for your support!)

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