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The Divine Heir What The Hell?
"Who.?" The short and fat man stared at the crowd with his eyes wide open. "Who the hell are you? Come out now if you dare. Stop hiding."The roar echoed in the venue. It's like a mad pit bull baring its teeth, frightening people from the bottom of their souls.The crowd immediately looked around, trying to find the man out to calm the anger of this mad dog. After a while, like a river broken in the middle, the crowd automatically and consciously retreated to both sides.Gradually, a large open space was left in the treasure fighting arena. There were only two people standing there.A man and a woman.One of them was Fannie.The other person was——Irving.He was like a standing monument, with his back straight and his eyes sharp.The short and fat man snapped, "It's you again."Irving still looks like an unchanging stone statue. Cold, lonely and arrogant.The short and fat man roared: "Who are you calling worse than trash?"Irving said coldly: "It seems that you are quite self-aware."
The Divine Heir This Is Unbelievable
"Ha ha……" Gunther laughed.The short fat man laughed.The woman in black smiled.Everyone laughed.Irving, at this moment, under the gaze of everyone, was like a complete idiot.A broken scroll picked up from the garbage dump, hoping to defeat a short and fat man who possessed many rare treasures. If possible, they really wanted to pry open Irving's head on the spot to see what was inside.Fannie couldn't help but sigh, with the same expression of looking at someone as if he was a fool.A thing worth only tens of thousands of dollars would hardly make even a splash on the treasure-fighting stage.Gunther laughed and said, "You're stupid, but you're still stubborn."The short and fat man responded, "Judges, since he wants to embarrass himself in public, why don't we help him? Otherwise, after we leave this island, he will have the opportunity to slander me, saying that I dare not accept the challenge and that Hammersmith bullied him."Gunther thought about it and felt that this made se
The Divine Heir At Long Last
"Gunther did not move at all, his masked face showed no expression, as if he were a stone statue."hehe……"Just when everyone was confused, Gunther looked up and laughed."It turns out that the clown is me!"Gunther's words made everyone even more confused. After looking at each other for a while, they didn't know whether they should ask questions, but they were afraid of angering Gunther.However, humans have the same strong curiosity as cats.Finally, the short and fat man asked, "Judges, did I win?"Gunther smiled bitterly and shook his head. "What a joke! My emerald token is worth three million. How can I not win against a broken scroll?"This unexpected response made the short and fat man open his eyes in astonishment. He could hardly believe his ears. It was like a bolt from the blue.But he won't give up easily."I want to pick up the treasure!" The short and fat man took out another antique.Glaze garlic vase.Estimated value: 12.7 million!"Judges, can this one win?" Gunther
The Divine Heir The End
"This calligraphy and painting is worth 30 million, plus!""This jade bracelet is okay, let's count it at eight million.""Well, although the quality of this item is a little poor, it can still be sold for a few thousand dollar, so let's add it together." The short and fat man raised his hands, his expression dull, not daring to make any movement. He let Gunther search his entire body, even small items worth dozens of dollars were not spared.If he hadn't been in the treasure fighting arena, the short and fat man would have thought he had encountered a robber.After a long while, Gunther turned around and asked his men, "Have you finished the calculation? What is the total value?"The subordinate was busy sweating profusely, and finally pressed the last number and immediately replied: "The total is 345,983,642.50 dollar!"When this number was announced, the whole audience was shocked."It adds up to more than 300 million!""This is not a small number. It is rare for major auction hous
The Divine Heir The End [II]
Early in the morning, Irving finished washing up and was about to go downstairs for breakfast when Warren’s president Quentin came to his door.Irving couldn't help but look at the clock on the wall. It was indeed just after seven o'clock. If he hadn't confirmed it, he would have thought he had overslept. He grinned helplessly and said to his mentor, "Mr. Quentin, are you here to check on me, or are you here to have breakfast?"Quentin didn't take Irving's teasing seriously. He smiled and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet, so I'll just have breakfast for free!"Quentin was a diligent person who has spared no effort for the development of the company. He must have something to discuss if he came here so early in the morning. Irving stopped joking with him: "Then let's go, let's eat and talk!"In the restaurant, the two sat together, Irving ate while listening to Quentin's report."Irving, I have two things to tell you." Quentin took a bite of the big meat bun provided by the restauran
The Divine Heir The End [III]
"There is no risk of commercial fraud, and there are no problems with the government. It is great value for money... So can we grab it?" Irving was still a little confused. From what Quentin said, it seemed that these pieces of land belonged to Warren. Why was this so?"Haha, Irving, I understand what you mean! The reason why these plots of land have not been sold yet is because their requirements are high - they must take over several plots of land at the same time, and the full amount must be paid within one week after signing the contract!""You know," Quentin added proudly, "most of the real estate companies in New York City are small in scale and rely on bank loans to survive. Only a few can come up with so much cash at once! But we can do it! There are more than 200 million dollar in the account of the headquarters now. Excluding the 200 million dollar, the rest is enough to support it until the end of the month, and the subsequent loans of nearly 100 million dollar should be av
The Divine Heir The End [IV]
Five years later, Irving boarded a plane to Las Vegas. Accompanying him was his wife, Linda. The occasion was the opening ceremony of his new company, Irvinda.Linda was very excited to be able to travel with Irving and not have to stay at home alone. Because she had been helping him for the launching of the company, she was very tired and soon became very sleepy.She stopped talking and fell asleep not long after the plane took off. She was sleeping soundly, probably feeling uncomfortable, and slowly leaned her head on his shoulder.Amid the roar of the plane, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair, and seeing her long eyelashes occasionally fluttering in her sleep, irving felt very at peace and leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.After the new company was opened, Irving spent an afternoon with Jillian in the Vegas office to hold a development and report meeting for the company's senior management. Silverstone Real Estate had completely got on the right track. With suffic
The Divine Heir Pitiful Situations
Irving Smiths stood in front of a window in his apartment, and scenes of his father giving him the seemingly life-hindering instructions were replayed in his mind. "My son, you must study antique appraisal and restoration. And most importantly, keep this ancestral treasure appraisal secret book. It will be of great use in the future..." Looking at the hospital bill of twenty thousand dollar on his broken phone, Irving punched the window frame hard. "Dad! I have been harmed by the dream you lay on my shoulders, all my life!" Three years, from his graduation to his working life, Irving had always stuck to the antiques industry. The dream of his father. His other classmates had long since changed careers and were earning over ten thousand dollar a month. Even when he was not making money, he was still trying to stick to his father's dream. But this time he really couldn't hold on to this dream any longer. He really needed a better paying job, or that would be the ending of him. His s