"Mr. Frazer, it looks like the Lins are starting to panic!"
Mr. Frazer and his men sat in the private room. Constant laughter emanated from within.
"Indeed, the Lins' men knocked on our doors for more than ten times yesterday. Just seeing them sweating all over with anxiety makes me feel so much joy."
"The Lins are definitely anxious. The rules of the auction state that the auctioned goods must be transferred to the highest bidder within three days. Otherwise, the seller will have to pay a penalty of 1 percent of the selling price with every passing day. This time, the auction price 50 billion yuan, 1 percent per day! We just need to delay for about a week, and the Lins will be in deep trouble! Just look at how much we'd have to pay even if we delayed it for a month. How can the Lins possibly win this game?"
"We don't even need to delay it for a week, just three days! Just three days, at most, and we'll have the Lins crying and begging us on their knees." Mr. Frazer smiled and said, "Let's all turn off our cell phones for the next few days. Today, we feast like royalty, then we shall go enjoy ourselves. Three days later, let's see how the Lins would speak to us."
"Okay, I'll do just that, Mr. Frazer!"
"Yes, Mr. Frazer!"
"Cheers!"
Glasses clinked in the private room, smiles of satisfaction written all over their faces.
After a few drinks, someone voiced out a crucial question.
"How much money do you think we should request from the Lins?"
"If you ask me, the price should be increased by at least 10,000 per square meter!"
"10,000? That's too little. If we don't have 15,000 yuan, I'll continue hanging on to it and see who wins!"
"That's right. 15,000 is a fine price."
"I agree. The Lins sold it for the price of one million yuan per square meter. It's a bargain for them to pay a price of 15,000 yuan per square meter."
"Then 15,000 per square meter it is."
They all discussed back and forth, finally setting the price.
"Haha." Mr. Frazer, who had been listening quietly to their discussions, chuckled and said, "We have spent so much time evicting people and dragging on to this. Yet after all that, only increase each square meter by a measly fifteen thousand yuan? Why even bother with that? Call that Lin fella now, she'd agree to anything we say."
Upon hearing Mr. Frazer starting to talk, all the men who had been discussing kept their mouths shut. Mr. Frazer had unconsciously become the backbone of these men.
"Mr. Frazer, so what do you propose? We'll follow as you say."
"Yes, we'll listen to you."
Seeing their attitude towards him, Mr. Frazer smiled with satisfaction and said, "If you really want to hear it from me, the least we should get per square meter is this!"
Mr. Frazer stretched out five of his fingers.
"Fifty thousand!"
"Indeed, fifty thousand yuan it is." Mr. Frazer nodded and said, "The Lins set us up this time. We must make them pay for it!"
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