Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The offer of forty million US dollars sent a collective gasp through everyone.

Although everyone present was either rich or noble.

But they offered forty million dollars for a scepter.

Even those present, given their social standing, would have to think twice.

The whispers among the guests were even louder than before.

Anna sat in the velvet seat in the front row, her face still bearing that confident calm.

Only the tightly pursed corners of his lips betrayed a barely perceptible tension.

Her hands, resting on her knees, were clenched into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.

This $40 million is the limit of what she can mobilize.

During the halftime break, the phone call she made to Buffett almost exhausted all her sentimentality.

The old fox stammered on the other end of the phone, saying something like, "The market has been too volatile recently, and there is a shortage of liquidity."

In the end, she made the harsh statement that "the Rothschild family does not support useless people."

Only then did the other party reluctantly agree to lend 20 million.

But if Alice raises the price any further, she really won't be able to raise the money in a short period of time.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Alice, the blonde, blue-eyed woman elegantly holding a champagne glass.

Anna couldn't glean any useful information from Alice's expression.

Anna felt a surge of anger rising within her.

So what if she's the Warburg family's little princess?

Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because of your family background?

If Alice dares to bid again, she'll kill her.

In her eyes, all she wanted was to obtain the Rothschild family's scepter.

Not to mention the Warburg family's little princess.

They would kill even the president's daughter without hesitation.

The only person she hesitated to approach was Meng Chuan, the man who stood calmly and collectedly on the auction stage.

In American high society, the relationship between Meng Chuan and the Warburg family is no secret.

This is also why many people are trying to curry favor with Warburg.

Anna, with her iron fist, may not care about Warburg, but she dares not ignore Meng Chuan.

Unless she was absolutely forced to, she still hoped to resolve the issue with money.

However, just as Alice was about to continue bidding...

Meng Chuan slammed the wooden hammer in his hand heavily on the table:

"Miss Anna has offered forty million. Anyone else want to bid?"

Meng Chuan subtly interrupted Alice's bidding.

His gaze naturally fell on Alice.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Alice.

Because in the final auction, only Alice and Anna were bidding.

Alice originally wanted to continue bidding.

Because Meng Chuan just said to scream as loud as he could.

Anyway, it didn't cost her any money.

Alice would dare to ask for anything, even a hundred million, a billion, or a hundred billion.

However, Alice is not stupid.

She was clearly about to bid.

However, Meng Chuan interrupted her bidding.

And at this moment, Meng Chuan's gaze was fixed on her, carrying an inexplicable charm.

With Alice's intelligence, she instantly understood the meaning—know when to stop.

In fact, Meng Chuan initially did not intend to let Anna win the scepter.

However, forty million US dollars is already astonishing enough; adding any more would seem too deliberate.

No matter how wealthy the Warburg family is, they wouldn't fight to this extent for a trivial scepter.

If Alice continues to bid, she will likely be targeted by Anna or all of the Deadpool.

Even with the Warburg family's strength, they might not be able to protect Alice completely.

Meng Chuan really didn't dare let Alice continue bidding.

"Since Miss Anna is so determined to have it, then I will not take what belongs to her."

Anna visibly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Alice's words.

Even many of the wealthy people present breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this scepter has only symbolic significance at most.

It does not have much collectible value.

Forty million US dollars is already an astronomical price.

After all, the starting bid was only $100 million.

Even though it costs several million dollars, there are still quite a few people willing to spend money to buy it for fun.

It's not worth tens of millions.

If the bidding continues, many people will be tempted to make a purchase.

Perhaps this scepter holds other secrets.

Meng Chuan cleared his throat, and his voice carried throughout the auction hall through the microphone:

"Forty million US dollars. Miss Alice has no intention of raising the bid. Miss Anna, the highest bid in the room is now yours, forty million US dollars."

As he spoke, Meng Chuan struck the gavel again:

"Forty million US dollars, for the first time!"

The auction hall was completely silent; everyone held their breath, their gazes shifting back and forth between Meng Chuan and Anna.

"Forty million dollars, for the second time!"

Anna's palms were already sweaty.

I got it! I really got it!

As long as the scepter falls into her hands.

All the civil and military assassins in the world will have to obey her orders.

When the time comes, we'll have money and manpower.

No one in the Mafia can challenge her position anymore.

She will then be able to better carry out the tasks that Prince originally assigned to her.

Yes, even now, Anna remains loyal to Prince.

She was utterly loyal to Prince.

"Forty million US dollars... Third time, sold. Congratulations, Miss Anna, for winning the scepter for forty million US dollars!"

Meng Chuan finally brought down the hammer for the third time.

As he spoke, Meng Chuan gestured for Ying Die to personally deliver the scepter to Anna.

This requires payment on the spot, and delivery on the spot.

Meng Chuan was definitely going to give her the scepter.

Since it was a public auction, Meng Chuan certainly couldn't back out.

Otherwise, what about the Green Gang's centuries-old reputation?

Whether Anna can successfully bring the scepter back is another matter.

Anna quickly paid forty million dollars, plus an additional 10% commission.

The total was forty-four million, and Yingdie finally handed the scepter to her.

Anna reached out and took it; at that moment, her heart pounded noticeably faster.

Only Anna knew that this seemingly ordinary scepter contained the Rothschild family's highest secret—the command ring and bracelet.

"Mr. Meng, farewell."

Anna clutched the scepter tightly and turned to leave.

She didn't want to stay a second longer; she just wanted to find a safe place as soon as possible to study the secrets of the scepter.

With Anna's departure, the first day of the auction came to a perfect close.

Meng Chuan stood on the stage and addressed everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow is the second auction. My Green Gang has arranged accommodations for you all tonight. See you tomorrow."

With that, Meng Chuan quickly left.

These people are all here to attend the auction.

As the host, I certainly have to fulfill my duties as the host.

However, Meng Chuan naturally didn't need to personally handle the accommodation arrangements.

The Green Gang will naturally handle this.

Meng Chuan didn't even have time to say goodbye to Alice before quietly leaving the headquarters building with Bi Wang and Ying Die.