Chapter 144 Asset Verification
“Fifty million!” Akio called out again as he gave Donald the death stare.
“A hundred million.” Donald raised the price calmly without any concern about the people there.
Suddenly, Sixten said, “I think I might have to tell you about Mr. Ono. He’s-”
“I don’t care even if god himself is here today,” interjected Donald before Sixten could finish his sentence.
Sixten lowered his voice and replied, “What if I’m offering a negotiation?”
“Are you bigger than god himself?” asked Donald as he looked up at him.
Sixten’s expression darkened at his words. “Young man, don’t be too arrogant.”
“A hundred million. It’s your turn now.” Without another word, Donald turned back to Akio.
At that moment, both Sixten and Akio stared at Donald with grim expressions. Akio was even boiling with rage on the inside with an urge to kill Donald.
Sixten could not believe how arrogant Donald was.
How dare he ignore the president of Pollerton Commerce in such an important event? Even Charles himself would treat me with respect! What sort of background does he have to do such a thing?
Meanwhile, Akio gave a creepy laugh and said, “Two hundred million. Try and take it from me if you dare.”
It turned out that he had planned to take those pieces at twenty million. He never expected that the price would go up ten times.
Thus, he had already blown the budget.
Unconcerned, Donald played with the silver fork in his hands as he replied nonchalantly, “I’m sorry, but they’re mine. Three hundred million. You can bid as much as you want.”
Bid as much as you want?
One could not help but wonder how rich Donald was to say such a thing.
Even an eminent businesswoman like Lana would never spend three hundred million on a dress and necklace.
In the end, Akio drew a deep breath and sat back down in his seat.
He thought it was time he let his gang do the work for him.
As expected, Jim stood up immediately. He was a man in his forties, and he pointed at Donald as he said, “Kid, I’ve never seen you around before. Do you know who you’re up against tonight? I’m Jim Woolf!”
Jim Woolf, Tyson Quirk, Lucas Albee, Zayne Yates, and Charles Langdon were known as the five great figures of Pollerton. They all had some connections to the underworld and were known for their ruthlessness.
Jim was especially so. His main businesses were moneylending, demolition and construction projects, and opening KTV and bars. He also had a lot of lackeys under him.
“I know,” answered Donald.
“You do? I suspect that you don’t have that much money at all. I want your assets to be verified. I’ll kill your entire family if you can’t prove that you have the money!” shouted Jim.
“Kill my entire family?” Donald scoffed.
At that moment, a middle-aged man approached them. It was Marcus from the Central Bank of Pollerton.
“This is Marcus Cooper. He’s the bank manager, and he brought the asset verification equipment with him,” said Jim.
Marcus had no choice but to walk over. He had witnessed what Donald was capable of before. Yet, he knew that such a procedure was inevitable in such events. “Mr. Campbell, may I have your bank card.”
Immediately, asset verification equipment was brought to the table.
Donald then pulled out a purple-gold card with the word “Campbell” engraved on it from his pocket.
Sixten pondered for a moment when he saw the card. Then, he came to a realization.
Meanwhile, the crowd stretched their necks to look at Donald.
At the same time, Jennifer did the same.
Everything Donald did that day had surpassed her wildest imagination. She even felt that she could no longer read Donald.
Meanwhile, Marcus’ hand trembled when the card was inserted into the asset verification equipment. What did he see that was so shocking?
It turned out that complicated codes showed up on the machine when the card was inserted. The others might not be able to understand them, but he could.
The codes were a special language used among banks. Not only was it proof of how prestigious Donald was, but it also showed that he had access to withdraw a hundred billion at any bank in the country.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Marcus bowed at Donald and said, “Mr. Campbell has more than enough to afford those items.”
