C130 Young Master Chen Please Come In'!

The figure that emerged was none other than Lin Zhiqing herself!

Zhang Chen's mind was awash with doubt. What could Lin Zhiqing possibly have to do with an auction for a property development?

Despite his confusion, Zhang Chen made his way toward the office building's entrance.

Lin Zhiqing handed something to the doorman and then stepped inside.

Zhang Chen surveyed the scene.

A multitude of luxury cars had already congregated outside the office building.

Clearly, the competition was going to be intense!

But as he was about to approach, a teasing voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "Isn't that the Lin family's son-in-law? I never expected to run into you here!"

Zhang Chen was taken aback.

He turned to see a young man accompanied by two bodyguards, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Chen recognized him.

Wasn't this Lin Zhiqing's classmate, Hee Jiahua?

Zhang Chen flashed a smile. "What a small world, here we are again."

A glint of ice passed through Hee Jiahua's eyes. He hadn't yet settled the last account with Zhang Chen and was surprised to encounter him so soon.

He sized up Zhang Chen, whose attire was as shabby as ever.

Wang Yunan was also dressed in cheap street market clothes.

Hee Jiahua had done his homework; Zhang Chen was indeed penniless!

The Rolls-Royce debacle had been a blow to his pride, and he wasn't about to miss the chance to shame Zhang Chen this time around.

With a sneer, Hee Jiahua taunted, "Failed at conning people, so now you're here to panhandle? Quite the informant you are. How did you know today would be a gathering of the wealthy?"

Zhang Chen's grin widened. "Because I knew you'd show up, I made sure to be here. It's just too bad the Rolls-Royce is no longer in the picture."

He had the audacity to bring up that incident!

Hee Jiahua's eyes narrowed, and he scoffed, "I must admit, you played your cards well last time; I still haven't gotten to the bottom of it."

"But what a pity, today's event is hosted by the Dafu Group, and it's not one you can simply bluff your way through!"

"Thinking of going in to beg? Do you even have a ticket?"

Zhang Chen was momentarily taken aback.

Tickets were required to attend the auction?

Seeing Zhang Chen's bewildered look, Hee Jiahua burst into uncontrollable laughter. "Just as I thought, you're here to swindle money! Too bad you won't be able to get in. Frustrating, isn't it?" he taunted.

Zhang Chen replied with a grin, "I'm not upset. After the last incident with the Rolls-Royce, I've had my fill of fun."

Hee Jiahua's breaths came fast and furious—a lifetime blemish, this incident was for him!

With a frosty tone, Hee Jiahua said, "You're welcome to try your scams. I have a ticket. Bow down to me, and I might just let you through."

"What do you say?"

He then flaunted his ticket for emphasis.

Zhang Chen, dead serious, asked, "Are you unwell? If you're sick, you should be seeking treatment, not attending auctions."

"You..."

Hee Jiahua was so livid he could barely catch his breath, rage blazing in his eyes.

Wang Yunan looked on, equally perplexed.

Was Zhang Chen truly without a ticket?

After a tense pause, Hee Jiahua barked, "Listen, kid, I just wanted to show you the gap between us!"

"Take a good look!"

He strode toward the entrance with his two bodyguards in tow.

He passed his ticket to the security guard, who inspected it and then bowed deeply, "Young Master Hee, please come in!"

A smug smile curled on Hee Jiahua's lips as he turned and entered.

Looking back, he sneered, "See the difference between us now?"

Zhang Chen, still smiling, shook his head. "No, what difference?"

Hee Jiahua, seething with frustration, blurted out, "I can enter! You can't! That's the difference!"

His voice was so loud it turned heads.

Zhang Chen stepped closer, still smiling. "But what if I can get in too?"

Hee Jiahua's eyes flashed with scorn as he retorted coldly, "You think this is the Green Hotel? You believe you can just waltz in here?"

After finishing his statement, he gestured to the bodyguards by his side.

One bodyguard promptly opened several briefcases, taunting, "If you can get in, this ten million is all yours!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd!

Hee Jiahua's rage had clouded his judgment; his sole focus was to disgrace Zhang Chen!

Zhang Chen's eyes sparkled at the prospect.

Ten million!

Had Hee Jiahua lost his mind?

Hee Jiahua quickly pressed on, "If you can't get in, then kneel and bow your head. Do you have the guts?"

His voice dripped with challenge.

A throng had formed around them, pointing fingers and buzzing with conversation.

It didn't take long for the onlookers to grasp what was happening.

Their gazes upon Zhang Chen were laced with scorn.

To them, a con artist like him was beneath contempt!

Yet, Zhang Chen simply chuckled and agreed, "Alright!"

Hee Jiahua erupted into a boastful laugh, icily declaring, "Excellent! You've agreed to it yourself! Everyone here has heard it! They can all bear witness for us!"

"If you go back on your word, don't blame me for my lack of courtesy!"

He had achieved his objective!

He had seen Lin Zhiqing enter.

Without the Lin family's assistance, Zhang Chen stood no chance of getting in!

"Yes, we'll testify!"

"Swindlers like him should be locked up! He's obviously pretending to be wealthy, just to trick a young girl!"

"People like him are the worst, and now that young girl will see his true, malicious nature!"

...

The crowd's murmurs grew louder.

Wang Yunan stared in bewilderment, her eyes filled with confusion.

How had Zhang Chen become a fraud?

Could he really not get in?

Overhearing this, Hee Jiahua's smugness soared. With a sly grin, he said, "The deal's been struck, now show us your ticket."

In that instant, all eyes were riveted on Zhang Chen!

With a grin, Zhang Chen admitted, "I don't have a ticket."

The crowd was dumbfounded!

He had no ticket and yet he wagered a bet?

Surely, it was Zhang Chen who was out of his mind!

The crowd's disdainful stares converged on Zhang Chen once again.

Wang Yunan was taken aback, her eyes brimming with bewilderment.

Hee Jiahua burst into wild laughter. "Well then, kneel and bow your head. You made a promise!"

"If you back out now, don't blame me for not being courteous!"

No sooner had he spoken than two bodyguards stepped forward menacingly.

Zhang Chen chuckled, "Who says I need a ticket to get in?"

At his words, the crowd erupted in laughter.

"Think this is a public bath? This is the Dafu Group's auction!"

"I can't believe this guy! How foolish can you be, betting without a ticket?"

"Miss, you realize who he is now, right? Don't be fooled by him again!"

...

The crowd resumed their chatter, their gazes dripping with scorn.

Wang Yunan looked utterly lost.

Hee Jiahua's arrogance knew no bounds as he barked, "You expect to get in without a ticket? Who do you think you are?"

"Enough talk! Kneel down, now!"

Triumph swelled in his chest as he finished his command.

He was ready to unleash his fury.

But just then, a voice, urgent and commanding, cut through the tension: "Who dares to keep Young Master Chen waiting outside?!"