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Xiong Sumei's family background was indeed not bad; the family business had assets worth several billion. However, that was the total value of the entire family enterprise. To be honest, the liquid funds were only a few hundred million at best, and what she received was even less. Twenty million was not a small sum for her.
At this moment, Qian Wenwu and the others also got out of their cars. The middle-aged man did not expect that these luxury vehicles were all together, and his expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He had already decided to extort Xiong Sumei today.
Driving a BMW X7, and being a girl at that, she must be wealthy; he intended to demand at least ten million in compensation.
As Qian Wenwu and the others approached to understand the situation, Qian Wenwu was not foolish. He picked up a piece of blue and white porcelain from the middle-aged man's handbag and examined it closely.
"Is this blue and white porcelain? From last year, I suppose? Forget it; I'll give you a thousand bucks to settle this," Qian Wenwu said nonchalantly.
Wealthy people often have their hobbies. Qian Wenwu's elders enjoyed collecting antiques, so he had picked up some knowledge about them. Moreover, this extortion tactic was too clichéd, so he directly exposed it.
"What do you mean, kid? Are you saying I'm trying to scam you?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, glaring at Qian Wenwu with fierce eyes.
"Whether it's a scam or not, you know in your heart. Don't go looking for trouble; I'm not someone who backs down easily. Either you call the police or take this thousand bucks and get lost," Qian Wenwu replied coldly, pulling out a thousand yuan and handing it to the middle-aged man. Meanwhile, his bodyguards emerged from three SUVs, more than ten of them stepping forward together with an imposing presence.
"Heh, what’s this? You think you're tough just because you have numbers on your side? Just wait; I'll have my boss come over. He'll tell you whether this is blue and white porcelain or not," the middle-aged man retreated a few steps but showed no fear; it was clear he had backing.
"Let your boss come over then. I’m staying at this big hotel; let him find me. I’m Qian Wenwu," Qian Wenwu said assertively.
Although this wasn't Tianfu City's territory, what kind of powerful figures could there be in a small county? He believed that his family's reputation would carry weight here, so he felt no fear.
After speaking, Qian Wenwu instructed his bodyguards to take the middle-aged man aside and turned to Xiong Sumei. "Drive the car into the parking lot; I'll handle the rest. I want to see what kind of big shots are around here that they dare to extort us."
"Exactly! Sumei, don’t worry; with so many of us here, what do we have to fear? When this guy's boss arrives and hears about our backgrounds, he'll probably wet himself," Chen Shuifeng sneered.
"Haha, old man, should we get your boss some diapers?" Li Chengdu mocked as well.
"Our five backgrounds are definitely not something a small county's boss can mess with; they really don't know their place—it's laughable!" Sun Rong added with a chuckle.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened. He knew these people were definitely rich second-generation heirs; otherwise, they wouldn't be driving luxury cars.
However, as they say, even a strong dragon cannot overpower a local snake. A few rich kids like them were nothing to his boss; for him, they were just passing fish that could be bled dry without hesitation.
"No matter who you are, everything comes down to reason. You broke my boss's antique; you have to compensate," the middle-aged man insisted stubbornly.
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