In the end, after much back-and-forth, Chu Ruoxue finally convinced Lin Beifan to raise her share to 6.5 billion.
However, there was a condition—she couldn't just provide the land; she had to contribute manpower as well.
Lin Beifan had no choice. He was completely unfamiliar with real estate.
On the other hand, the Belvedere Group was a well-established real estate developer with a complete system in place and a large, professional construction team. This deal was undeniably in their favor.
Yet, Chu Ruoxue still felt like she had suffered a huge loss.
As if her flesh was being cut away, she clutched her chest and lamented, "You're really haggling over pennies with a poor little girl like me? Where's your sense of chivalry?"
Lin Beifan replied seriously, "You're absolutely right! People usually call me a playboy, a rich second-generation heir, or a prodigal son—but never a gentleman!"
Chu Ruoxue: "..."
Feeling her stomach, she pouted, "Is the food ready yet? I'm starving!"
Lin Beifan pressed the pager.
In less than a minute, the dishes were served.
Chu Ruoxue's eyes lit up instantly. "Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed grouper, hot and sour duck, Eight Treasures Fortune Soup… Wow! These are all my favorites! How did you know?"
Lin Beifan smiled. "If I'm inviting President Chu for a business discussion, of course I'd do my homework. Now, am I gentlemanly enough?"
Looking at his radiant smile, Chu Ruoxue felt her heart skip a beat, her cheeks flushing slightly.
She lowered her head and mumbled, "So-so, I guess… It's okay."
And so, the two enjoyed their meal together.
---
Meanwhile, at Longya Capital...
When Zhao Tian received news that Belvedere Group had rejected his offer, he was utterly stunned.
"Belvedere Group… actually refused me?"
"Not only that, but they also chose to partner with Lin's Investment Company?"
"Why? Didn't I offer enough?"
Zhao Tian couldn't understand.
The market value of this land was, at most, 6 billion yuan. Yet, he had offered over 9 billion—was that still not enough?
If needed, he could offer more!
This land would generate tenfold returns in the future. What was a little extra money?
Moreover, this was a chance to cripple Lin Beifan, to snatch food from his mouth. Why wouldn't they take it?
Even if Belvedere didn't want to sell, he was still their best partner!
Wouldn't it be better to collaborate with someone as wealthy and generous as him?
Frowning, Zhao Tian asked angrily, "Did you explain to Belvedere? Even if they won't sell, we can develop the land together! They have the land, I have the money—wouldn't that be the perfect partnership?"
A middle-aged man standing before him hesitated before replying, "We did, but they still refused."
Zhao Tian clenched his fists, frustration surging through him.
His first strike against Lin Beifan after his rebirth… and it failed.
It reminded him of the terror Lin Beifan had instilled in him before his rebirth.
He refused to accept this outcome.
Could it be that, even after being reborn, he would still lose to Lin Beifan?
Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand. "Leave me. I need to think."
"Yes, Dragon King!"
---
Locking himself in his office, Zhao Tian pondered deeply.
After careful analysis, he finally understood why he lost.
Lin Beifan had money.
He was a local powerhouse in Magic City.
He had the backing of the Lin Group.
If he were in Belvedere's shoes, he would have also chosen Lin Beifan over foreign capital.
Upon realizing this, Zhao Tian smirked.
"Lin Beifan… I underestimated you."
"I got arrogant after my rebirth, thinking I could easily crush you with my foreknowledge."
"But not this time!"
"From now on, I will treat you as my true rival!"
"Are you ready for war?"
His eyes flashed coldly as he barked, "Come in!"
A dozen men dressed in black entered, standing in a disciplined line.
"Dragon King! What are your orders?"
Zhao Tian's gaze was sharp.
"Investigate Lin Beifan, Lin's Investment Company, and the Lin Group! I want every single detail on their movements!"
"Yes, Dragon King!"
---
Three Hours Later...
A detailed dossier was placed in front of him.
Flipping through the pages, Zhao Tian's eyes landed on two names—and his expression darkened instantly.
He slammed the table in fury.
"Xiao Chen! Ye Xingchen! You two traitors!"
"Xiao Chen, your fiancée was stolen, your career was crushed, and yet you still call that bastard your 'brother'? Have you no shame?"
"Ye Xingchen, you're even worse! Your girlfriend was snatched away, your subordinates were thrown in prison—and yet you help him make money? You even earned him billions?"
"Unbelievable! Two super traitors!"
"I'm ashamed to have ever associated with you!"