Five hundred million!
My god, that's five hundred million!
He must be insane!
The surrounding crowd was utterly stunned, everyone staring at Qin Heng in complete disbelief and shock.
Five hundred million!
Even though everyone present was a socialite of considerable status, and many hailed from wealthy families, the colossal sum of five hundred million still struck them as utterly incredible.
It was too much!
Truly, far too much!
So much that it bordered on the unbelievable!
"Bullshit! You're spouting bullshit!" Gong Ming, beside himself with rage, pointed at Qin Heng and shouted, "How could a pauper like you have five hundred million? Forget five hundred million, do you even have fifty thousand?!"
Hearing Gong Ming's words, the others also recovered from their profound shock and began nodding in agreent.
"Exactly, that's right! Five hundred million? This kid doesn't look like he has five hundred million at all. We're talking about five hundred million here!"
"The guy even ca here in a Didi; he doesn't even have his own car. How could he possibly be a billionaire? Professor Dai, this kid is definitely bluffing!"
"He's just trying to punch above his weight! Soone like him doesn't belong here; he should be thrown out imdiately!"
The surrounding people began to shout, venting their anger at Qin Heng. They had indeed been stunned by his claim, and it made them feel deeply humiliated.
"Dai Heshu, this guy is just here to cause trouble. Now you believe , don't you?" Gong Ming said confidently to Dai Heshu. "He even dares to claim he'll invest five hundred million; he's absolutely trying to deceive you! Just throw this kid out, and my previous offer still stands—I'll invest fifty million to fund your research project!"
Having said this, he looked at Dai Heshu with utmost confidence. He expected to see the professor's enraged expression, followed by Qin Heng being unceremoniously ejected. This would make Qin Heng a laughingstock and cost Song Ningran her internship opportunity, ultimately leaving her with no choice but to co begging to him.
As for the fifty million, Gong Ming never actually intended to provide it. After all, fifty million was not a small sum; his family's antique company was only worth a few hundred million in total. He simply couldn't afford to part with fifty million! But that didn't matter. In Gong Ming's view, his earlier promise was purely verbal. Dai Heshu wouldn't be able to get the money even if he wanted it. Right now, all that mattered was ruining Qin Heng!
However, Dai Heshu's expression remained as tranquil as still water, showing no trace of anger, as if he hadn't heard Gong Ming's words at all. Instead, he surveyed Gong Ming from head to toe with a sowhat scrutinizing gaze.
"Gong Ming, you seem a little too agitated."
Dai Heshu smiled faintly, his deanor refined and scholarly. "Actually, I believe the possibility of this Mr. Qin producing five hundred million is far greater than the possibility of you producing fifty million."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned, staring at Dai Heshu with bewildered expressions. What did he an? Was he implying that this kid, who appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary college student, could actually rival Gong Ming in terms of wealth? Impossible!
Wang Xiao and the two girls beside him stared at Qin Heng with particular incredulity. Dai Heshu's words had struck them like a bolt from the blue.
After all, Wang Xiao was Dai Heshu's student; he knew very well that his professor never made claims without solid evidence.
Considering Professor Dai's earlier deanor... Could it be? Could this kid truly match Gong Ming in financial power? No! If that five hundred million was real, his wealth wouldn't just match Gong Ming's—it would utterly crush it! Who is this Qin Heng? Just who could so casually produce five hundred million at such a young age?
"Hahaha!" Gong Ming erupted in laughter, clutching his stomach and bending over. "Dai Heshu, are you kidding ? Looking at this kid's destitute appearance, you actually think he can produce five hundred million? I think all that history research has made you go soft in the head!"
Many people in the crowd knew Gong Ming and were aware of his considerable wealth. Furthermore, they understood that an antique company's backing was invaluable for historical research, so they all seized the opportunity to chi in.
"Exactly! How could this kid produce five hundred million looking like that? It's completely impossible!"
"Professor Dai, people can be deceitful. You shouldn't trust soone so readily. What if this kid is an academic fraud?"
"Indeed, Professor Dai! You are highly respected and esteed; you can't be fooled by a young upstart like him! Five hundred million? How could that be possible?"
TAP TAP TAP!
Just then, the crisp sound of high heels clicking across the floor suddenly echoed.
A blonde young woman, Eiliana, erged from the crowd. She was followed by a middle-aged Western man whose deanor was respectful and humble, like that of her servant.
She was exceptionally beautiful, adorned in a luxurious evening gown, resembling a noble princess stepping out of an oil painting. Her blonde hair shone under the lights like a crown.
This young woman exuded an almost regal aura, captivating everyone around her. They found themselves unable to look away, yet dared not harbor a single disrespectful thought.
And amidst her golden hair, a single strand playfully stood on end—what many would call a cowlick—adding a touch of approachability to her otherwise noble bearing.
"Hello, everyone. I am Eiliana from London," she said, gracefully giving a slight curtsy as she greeted the onlookers. "I am here representing the British Museum on a research visit to China. And I do happen to know a little about this Mr. Qin's identity."
What?! The representative of the British Museum, Eiliana?
The crowd was montarily stunned, though they didn't think too much of it initially; after all, such an identity seed largely irrelevant to them.
However, the welco banquet was filled with many knowledgeable individuals. Soon, soone cried out in recognition, revealing Eiliana's true status.
"Eiliana... the Princess of the British royal family, Princess Eiliana?!"
"My god! It really is Princess Eiliana! I've seen her on television! She's actually in China!"
"A British royal princess knows that kid's identity? How is that possible? Could it be that this kid is truly soone extraordinary?!"
"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"
Imdiately, a ripple of astonishnt spread through the crowd. All eyes turned to Eiliana, and then to Qin Heng, who stood off to the side, looking completely unconcerned, as if none of this had anything to do with him.
What on earth is going on?
"How much of your promise have you fulfilled?" Qin Heng looked at Eiliana and asked indifferently, "Why have you co to China this ti?"
"I am sorry, Mr. Qin..." Eiliana said, her expression a mixture of apology and embarrassnt. She pressed a hand to the bodice of her gown and bowed to Qin Heng. "I ca this ti precisely to explain this matter to you."
What the hell?! What is happening?!
Everyone present was baffled by this scene, including Gong Ming and the others, who were all completely flabbergasted.
What was going on? Eiliana was a Princess of the British royal family, a figure of imnse status! Why was she acting so deferential, so humble, in front of this young man, Qin Heng? With her standing, she wouldn't even need to act this way when eting the mayor of Tianhai! Who on earth *is* this kid?!
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