"Heh heh, I didn't expect you to be so excited, Old Song. Do you think this young lady is very capable?"
Pang Beibei, mistaking Song Jianbao Shi's reaction for approval of her abilities, said confidently.
"Young miss, you were too impulsive. Making such a major decision alone carries great risk. Let's wait until I've examined the antiques first."
Song Jianbao Shi replied helplessly and quickly followed Pang Beibei to the car.
Pang Beibei, still unconcerned, snapped her fingers and ordered, "You few, open the car and unload the antiques inside. Let Song Jianbao Shi inspect them one by one."
"Yes, Miss Pang."
Her subordinates dared not disobey, nodding repeatedly in agreement. They proactively opened the car doors, revealing the antiques within.
The moment the items were revealed, Song Jianbao Shi's face turned green!
He could tell at a glance that none of the antiques in the car were particularly valuable.
From what he could see immediately, they were all common items found in the market, worth anywhere from a few thousand to tens of thousands of yuan.
If all the items were of this caliber, the total value would not exceed four million yuan.
"Quickly, take everything down."
Song Jianbao Shi, pale with fright, urgently ordered his subordinates to unload the car.
He examined each item one by one. After dozens of pieces were moved, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head repeatedly, "This is bad. Young miss, you've most likely been tricked."
"What? I've been tricked? How is that possible? When I bought them, someone was willing to pay 4.5 billion yuan. The seller and I are friends, so I got them for 4 billion." Pang Beibei said in disbelief.
"Are there any more besides these?" Song Jianbao Shi asked after finishing with the first car.
"Of course. There are nine more cars behind. I'll take you to see them now."
Pang Beibei continued to pull him towards other cars to inspect the antiques.
When he saw that the antiques in the other cars were identical to those in the first, he already foresaw that Pang Beibei had indeed been deceived!
After looking at several more cars, Song Jianbao Shi's hands began to tremble, and he couldn't bear to continue.
"Old Song, what's wrong? How much are these antiques worth? Did I really lose money for the company?" Pang Beibei, noticing Song Jianbao Shi's unusual expression, asked anxiously.
"Young miss, this time you haven't just lost money for the company; you've pushed it to the brink of ruin."
Song Jianbao Shi sighed deeply in helplessness.
"What do you mean? Are these antiques not worth much? They're not even worth three billion?"
Pang Beibei's heart sank. Her eyes widened, and she looked at Song Jianbao Shi, inquiring.
"Far from it. According to my estimation, all ten cars combined are worth no more than four million yuan. Yet, young miss, you spent forty billion. Your father's savings from half his life have been squandered by you in one go."
Song Jianbao Shi truthfully explained the situation. Pang Beibei's mind went blank, and she almost fainted.
"What did you say? These items are only worth four million?"
Pang Beibei couldn't believe it, completely stunned and unable to accept the reality before her.
Song Jianbao Shi sighed again and said truthfully, "Young miss, you should think carefully about how to explain this to your father. I can't help you with this."
With that, Song Jianbao Shi stopped appraising the antiques and planned to find another way out.
Pang Beibei's actions were enough to prevent the Pang family from securing further funding, and even bank loans would be cut off. The Pang family was not far from bankruptcy.
"Haha, Old Song, what's wrong? I have good news. I just finalized a collaboration with Director Bai. Our shop will soon receive a batch of new antiques. Prepare yourself, and help me appraise them later. They should be worth at least thirty million."
Just then, Pang Hong walked over from a distance. Seeing Song Jianbao Shi, he said to him with a joyful expression.
Song Jianbao Shi came back to his senses, looked at Pang Hong, and shook his head, "Boss, I don't think this collaboration is necessary. Your Gu Bao Zhai probably doesn't have the strength to support a collaboration with the Bai family anymore."
"What do you mean?"
The smile on Pang Hong's face vanished instantly. He suddenly noticed ten more cars behind Song Jianbao Shi, and antiques were piled up on the ground. He walked over curiously and asked, "What's going on? Where did so many antiques come from?"
"Dad, I'm sorry. These antiques were all bought by me. I've basically spent all your company's money and only bought these antiques."
Pang Beibei's face turned red. Seeing her father approach, she lowered her head and apologized.
Pang Hong didn't know what had happened yet and asked curiously, "What's wrong? It's just buying some antiques. Why are you so sad as if you're bankrupt?"
"Young miss, she spent a full forty billion on these antiques. Now Gu Bao Zhai has no working capital to sustain the shop's operations. Moreover, these antiques are worth at most four million..."
Song Jianbao Shi walked over and truthfully explained the situation. Pang Hong's head ached intensely, and he almost fainted from a single breath.
He staggered back a few steps, and after his blood pressure subsided slightly, he asked tremblingly, "What did you say? These antiques cost me forty billion? And they're only worth four million?"
"Pang Beibei, what were you thinking? Why didn't you discuss such an important matter with me?"
"Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was a trap. I thought I was getting a good deal. I was impulsive at the time, and I made a mistake. I'll contact that person right away and ask her to return the money."
Pang Beibei knew the severe consequences of this matter. She immediately walked aside to call Ye Wantong.
However, Ye Wantong had already turned off her phone and was no longer paying attention to Pang Beibei.
Pang Beibei tried calling several times but couldn't get through. Despair washed over her, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She said angrily, "Ye Wantong, you bitch, you really scammed me. I will never let you off."
*Slap!*
Pang Hong came back to his senses and angrily walked up to Pang Beibei, slapping her across the face.
He pointed at Pang Beibei's face and shouted, "Pang Beibei, you unfilial wretch! I've spoiled you too much. You've actually done such a disgraceful thing."
"From now on, you are no longer my daughter, Pang Hong. Get out immediately."
"Dad, I was wrong. I will definitely make up for it. Please give me a chance."
Pang Beibei's eyes welled up with tears. She quickly crawled to Pang Hong and pleaded with him.
But no matter how much she begged, Pang Hong showed no intention of forgiving her.
Meanwhile, Lin Xiaotian held a turtle shell in his palm. He had already foreseen the fate of the Pang family. A smile played on his lips as he said, "It seems my carefully planned scheme is about to succeed!"