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The rain outside the window was pouring down, as if trying to wash away all the dust that had accumulated in the city at once.

Raindrops pounded against the French windows, gathering into winding streaks that blurred the city's dazzling lights.

The air conditioning in DeepBlue Technology's conference room was blasting.

Shen Wanshan sat at one end of the long table, his whole body soaking wet. His expensive Italian handmade suit was now wrinkled and clung to his body like a layer of snakeskin that had been peeled off.

He gripped a pen tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

Across from him, Bai Jingyou was slowly flipping through a thick asset transfer agreement.

"Young Master Shen, have some tea."

Jiang Mengyao pushed a steaming cup of tea in front of Shen Wanshan with elegant movements, but her expression was as indifferent as if she were looking at a stranger.

Shen Wanshan didn't move.

He stared intently at Bai Jingyou, the bloodshot veins in his eyes even more pronounced than yesterday, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded on sandpaper: "Bai Jingyou, you've won. This is the agreement you wanted: the Future Science City project, along with the land, the construction in progress, and the design drawings, will all be transferred to you."

"What's the price?" Bai Jingyou asked without looking up, his fingers tapping lightly on the document.

"The price is 2.5 billion, which will offset the 50 million in drafts you have. You must pay the remaining amount within one month." Shen Wanshan gritted his teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Twenty-five billion?" Bai Jingyou chuckled, closed the folder, and tossed it casually onto the table. "Second Young Master Shen, do you seem to have some misunderstanding about the current situation? Shen's Mining's stock price is still at its daily limit down, and your desk should be piled high with loan withdrawal notices from banks, right?"

"We paid a billion yuan just for the land transfer fee alone! Add to that the initial investment..."

"That was before." Bai Jingyou interrupted him, leaning forward slightly, exuding a sense of oppression. "Now, it's an asset with an extremely high risk of becoming a failed project and has been frozen by the court. Apart from me, no one in the entire capital dares to take it on, and no one can handle it."

Shen Wanshan's chest heaved violently, and a flash of humiliated anger crossed his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it with a strange restraint.

He remembered his grandfather's instructions before he left.

"Let him negotiate the price down. The harder he negotiates, the more readily he'll take it. The project's foundation lies beneath quicksand and an underground river; the conventional piling cost is three times the budget. It's a bottomless pit; whoever takes it on will die."

Thinking of this, Shen Wanshan took a deep breath, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

[Hmph, you surnamed Bai, you think you're buying at the bottom? Actually, you're digging your own grave. Wait until you discover the foundation's flaws, then we'll see how you cry.]

"How much do you want?" Shen Wanshan asked, feigning a defeated expression.

Bai Jingyou held up two fingers and shook them: "1.8 billion. To be paid off in three years. Only 200 million will be paid as an initial payment, and the remainder will be offset by future profits from Deep Blue Technology's orders."

"You're dreaming! This is outright robbery!" Lin Lan couldn't help but shout from the side.

"You don't have to sell." Bai Jingyou shrugged indifferently, picking up his coffee again. "I'm not in a rush either. But Second Young Master Shen, if Shen's Mining hits its daily limit down again tomorrow when the market opens, your margin call line..."

"make a deal."

Shen Wanshan slammed his hand on the table, the loud noise startling Lin Lan.

"Second Young Master?!"

"I say it's a deal!" Shen Wanshan stared at Bai Jingyou with bloodshot eyes. "Eighteen billion it is! But I have one condition: you must sign the contract today, and tomorrow morning, you must issue a public announcement to clarify the patent lawsuit and withdraw the application for property preservation."

"No problem." Bai Jingyou snapped his fingers. "Chen Mo, print the official contract."

Ten minutes later.

With Shen Wanshan signing his name on the last page of the contract and affixing the official seal of Shen's Real Estate, this acquisition that had taken the Beijing business community by storm came to a close.

Shen Wanshan stood up, and his dejected demeanor suddenly dissipated considerably.

He straightened his tie, looked at Bai Jingyou, and his eyes revealed a sinister sense of pleasure.

"Mr. Bai, congratulations. At such a young age, you've secured the largest commercial complex project in Beijing." Shen Wanshan extended his hand with a forced smile. "I hope your financial resources can support this behemoth."

Bai Jingyou didn't shake hands, but just smiled faintly: "That's none of your concern, Second Young Master Shen. But Second Young Master Shen, you'd better check the family accounts when you get back. If you can't cover the holes, you might not be able to get past the old man."

Shen Wanshan's hand froze in mid-air. He snorted coldly and turned to leave with Lin Lan.

As he reached the door, he paused and looked back.

[Eat up, you greedy crocodile. When you're dragged into hell by the quicksand, I'll personally come and burn paper money for you.]

As the conference room door slammed shut, silence returned to the room.

Jiang Mengyao picked up the heavy contract, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Jingyou, I feel something's wrong. Shen Wanshan agreed far too readily. Eighteen billion, paid in three years—it's practically free. That old man from the Shen family is notoriously stingy; how could he possibly accept such a loss?"

"Because this land is poisonous."

Bai Jingyou stood up, walked to the huge French windows, looked at the torrential rain outside, and spoke calmly as if he were asking what to have for dinner.

"Toxic?" Jiang Mengyao was startled. "You mean a property dispute? Or an environmental issue?"

"Geological issues." Bai Jingyou turned around and pointed to the topographic map on the table. "The land for Future Science City is located above an ancient riverbed. Thirty meters underground is all quicksand, and there is also a rich underground water system. According to traditional building plans, if we want to build high-rises here, the cost of foundation treatment and waterproofing curtain alone will be at least one billion yuan more than the budget. Moreover, the construction period will be indefinitely extended."

"What?!"

Jiang Mengyao's face turned deathly pale, and she nearly dropped the contract. "Then why are you still buying it? Isn't this jumping into a fire pit? With this extra ten billion in costs, this project won't make any profit at all, and it might even cripple Deep Blue Technology's cash flow!"

She finally understood what Shen Wanshan's last look meant.

That's the look you give a dead person.

This is not an asset transfer; it is clearly a time bomb carefully packaged by the Shen family!

"If we use a traditional reinforced concrete structure, it would indeed be a dead end." Bai Jingyou walked to Jiang Mengyao's side, gently took the trembling documents from her hands, and placed them on the table. "That old fox from the Shen family is very shrewd. He thinks I'm just a nouveau riche with a little bit of cleverness, who doesn't understand engineering or geology."

"But……"

"Mengyao, do you still remember the 'New High-Strength Modular Steel Structure' proposal I gave Zhao Gang?" Bai Jingyou's eyes gleamed with wisdom.

Jiang Mengyao was taken aback, then her pupils suddenly contracted: "You mean...?"

"That new type of titanium alloy steel structure weighs only one-third of traditional buildings," Bai Jingyou snapped his fingers. "This means that it has extremely low requirements for the bearing capacity of the foundation. There's no need to dig deep below the quicksand layer; a shallow raft foundation is all that's needed. Combined with our adaptive balancing system, it can stand firmly on that ground."

Jiang Mengyao's breathing became rapid.

She is a top student from a prestigious university and understands things very quickly.

If it were a traditional building, that quicksand area would be a man-eating swamp.

But for DeepBlue Technology, which has mastered cutting-edge materials, the defects of that piece of land simply do not exist!

"So..." Jiang Mengyao looked at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with disbelief, "You knew all along that there were problems with the geology? The plan you gave Zhao Gang wasn't just to swindle Shen Wanshan out of his money order, but also to pave the way for this step?"

"Not entirely." Bai Jingyou smiled, picked up his coffee and took a sip. "It's mainly because the Shen family was too cooperative. They wanted to use this to bury me, but they didn't realize that for those who have mastered the core technology, even garbage is gold."

The Shen family thought they were throwing away a hot potato, but little did they know that what they were handing over to Bai Jingyou was a real gold mine.

They acquired land worth 5 billion yuan for a bargain price of 1.8 billion yuan.

Moreover, it doesn't require that extra billion in foundation investment.

With this back and forth, Bai Jingyou was practically printing money by stepping on the Shen family's face.

"You're such a..." Jiang Mengyao hesitated for a long time before finally uttering two words, "pervert."

"Thank you for the compliment," Bai Jingyou said readily.

Just then, Chen Mo hurriedly pushed the door open and came in, his expression somewhat strange.

"Boss, I just received news. Shen's Mining has issued an announcement saying that they will hold a press conference tomorrow, and the Shen family patriarch will attend in person."

"Oh?" Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow. "The old man finally couldn't sit still anymore?"

"Not only that," Chen Mo glanced at his phone, lowering his voice slightly, "there's also a rumor. I heard... Ye Lingqing seems quite interested in our drone project."

"Ye Lingqing..." Bai Jingyou gently stroked his chin with his fingers, a playful smile curving his lips. "It seems the water in this pool is getting muddier and muddier."