You Think You Can Outspend Me You're Not Worthy

The next day, in the afternoon.

Headquarters of the Shen Group, CEO's office on the 108th floor.

Ice Blade Queen Shen Qiuhan stood beside the spacious desk.

She had changed out of her usual black suit and wore an extremely sharp silver-gray business suit.

With her head slightly lowered, her attitude was extremely respectful.

The high-level board of directors meeting this morning had concluded.

She had personally announced the transfer of all the group's highest decision-making powers to Shen Fei.

"Shen Fei."

Shen Qiuhan's voice lacked its usual coldness and dominance, retaining only the obedience of a subordinate.

"The abnormal fund of three billion from last night has been investigated."

She handed a document to Shen Fei with both hands.

"The source of the funds is extremely scattered. It passed through hundreds of overseas offshore accounts before finally being remitted into the account of a real estate company under our banner."

"The buyer is named Lu Bai."

"This person is very bizarre."

Shen Qiuhan furrowed her brows slightly, a trace of puzzlement in her tone.

"Three months ago, he was just a down-and-out college student singing for money on Houhai Bar Street. But starting last month, he suddenly became filthy rich. He has no industries and no family background, yet the cash flow in his hands is outrageously massive."

"He has been spending crazily at various high-end venues in the capital. Whenever he spends money on beautiful women, he never blinks an eye."

"The plot of land from last night had a market value of at most twenty million. To show off in front of some second-rate female celebrity, he directly threw down three billion."

Shen Qiuhan paused.

"This way of spending money completely violates basic commercial logic and human nature. It's as if... the money isn't even his."

Shen Fei leaned back in his executive chair.

He didn't look at the document.

He, of course, knew where Lu Bai's money came from.

[Divine Tycoon Simp Cashback System].

By spending money on women rated 90 points or above by the system, one could receive cash cashback ranging from ten to a hundred times the amount.

This kind of system was simply synonymous with brain-dead plots in the web novel world.

The host had to act like a wild dog in heat, searching everywhere for high-scoring beauties and throwing money at them in extremely exaggerated and intelligence-insulting ways.

But in reality.

This thing was an unregulated, limitless money-printing machine!

"Where is he now?" Shen Fei asked.

"Tonight, there is a Galaxy Charity Banquet hosted by our group. Lu Bai somehow got his hands on an invitation and should have already entered," Shen Qiuhan replied.

Shen Fei stood up.

"Where is Qingxue?"

"Miss Su is in the lounge next door. The handover documents from Jinling have just been processed."

"Call her over."

Shen Fei adjusted the collar of his shirt.

"Let's go take a look at the banquet."

"The land of my Shen family is not that easy to take."

...

8:00 PM.

The capital, top-floor banquet hall of the World Trade Center Hotel.

The Galaxy Charity Banquet.

Nearly half of the capital's business elites, popular stars, and various socialites were gathered here.

The air was filled with the fragrance of clothes and the shadows of elegant hair, with glasses clinking in a dazzling display.

But the protagonist of tonight's banquet was not those usually lofty capital magnates.

Instead, it was a young man wearing a limited-edition floral Gucci shirt and an exaggeratedly thick Chrome Hearts silver chain around his neck.

Lu Bai.

He sat at the core VIP round table in the very first row.

Holding a glass of Romanée-Conti, he was surrounded by four popular female stars who usually portrayed pure and innocent images on screen.

"Young Master Lu, I toast this glass to you," a female star coquettishly brought the wine glass to Lu Bai's lips.

Lu Bai drank it all in one gulp.

He laughed arrogantly.

"Hahaha! Good! Your master is happy today!"

"That broken porcelain bowl on stage, twenty million, right? I bid one hundred million!"

Lu Bai directly raised the number paddle in his hand.

The entire hall was in an uproar.

An ordinary civilian kiln porcelain from the Qing Dynasty was worth five million at most. Lu Bai directly called out one hundred million!

The auctioneer was so excited that his voice trembled. "One hundred million! Mr. Lu bids one hundred million! Is there any higher?!"

No one followed the bid.

No one would fight a madman for such junk.

Bang!

The gavel fell, and the deal was struck.

Lu Bai stood up and walked extremely arrogantly to the female star who had toasted him.

"It's yours. Take it back to hold dog food."

The female star was so excited that she covered her mouth, bowing repeatedly to express her thanks.

The surrounding wealthy second-generation heirs watched this scene with eyes full of jealousy and disdain, but no one dared to make a sound.

Because Lu Bai had been throwing money around so ruthlessly in the capital over the past half month. No one could figure out just how deep his background was.

Lu Bai sat back in his chair.

In his mind, an electronic voice that only he could hear rang out.

[Ding!]

[Host has successfully spent one hundred million yuan on a 91-point target female!]

[Ten times cashback triggered!]

[One billion yuan in cash has been deposited into the host's encrypted Swiss bank account. Please check it!]

Listening to the system's prompt.

Lu Bai narrowed his eyes comfortably.

This was the joy of a divine tycoon!

What capital aristocratic families, what centuries of heritage.

In front of my system, they're all freaking broke losers!

As long as I casually find a woman and throw some money at her, I can earn your several lifetimes' worth of assets in minutes!

Just as Lu Bai was immersed in the ecstasy of sudden wealth.

The giant double wooden doors of the banquet hall were slowly pushed open by a waiter.

The originally noisy venue became instantly quiet, as if someone had pressed the mute button.

Shen Fei walked in.

He wore a pure black custom suit without any logos. His aura was restrained to the extreme, yet it carried an oppressive feeling that made people unable to look directly at him.

In the crook of his arm, he held Su Qingxue.

Tonight, Su Qingxue wore a moon-white haute couture evening gown, perfectly blending her Jiangnan water town gentleness with the queen-like aura of someone at the helm of a business empire.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Fei led Su Qingxue and walked straight to the main table in the first row to sit down.

Along the way, all the business magnates stood up one after another, lowering their heads and bowing with extreme respect.

"Young Master Shen."

"Good evening, Young Master Shen."

No one dared to make a loud noise; they even lightened their breathing.

Sitting not far away, Lu Bai was also startled by this spectacle.

But the first person he looked at was not Shen Fei.

It was Su Qingxue beside Shen Fei!

Lu Bai's eyes instantly went wide, and even his breathing stopped for half a second.

[Ding!!!]

[Red Alert!!!]

[Top-tier target female detected!]

[Appearance: 99 points!]

[Temperament: 99 points!]

[Purity: 100%!]

[System issues ultimate simp task: Host is requested to immediately spend money on this target female! This target can trigger a maximum one hundred times cashback critical hit!!!]

The system's alarm echoed frantically in Lu Bai's mind.

One hundred times!

Lu Bai's heart began to beat wildly.

If he threw one billion at this woman, he could instantly possess one hundred billion!

He could directly squeeze into the Forbes rich list!

Greed and desire instantly went to Lu Bai's head.

He didn't care at all who Shen Fei was, nor did he care why the people around were so respectful to Shen Fei.

He only knew that that woman was a massive mountain of gold.

At this time, the auction on stage had entered its finale.

"Distinguished guests."

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth; on the tray was a dazzling pink diamond necklace.

"The finale collection piece, Tears of the Deep Sea! Inlaid with fifty-five top-quality South African pink diamonds. The starting price is three hundred million! Each bid increment must not be less than ten million!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Shen Fei hadn't even opened his mouth yet.

"One billion!"

An incredibly arrogant roar, even cracking slightly at the end, echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Lu Bai stood directly on his chair, holding his paddle high in the air.

The entire hall fell dead silent.

Everyone looked at Lu Bai like he was a madman.

One billion for a necklace worth four hundred million at most?!

The auctioneer was dumbfounded, his hand holding the gavel frozen in mid-air.

"What are you looking at! Bang the gavel!" Lu Bai roared impatiently.

"Bang... Bang! Sold for one billion!" The auctioneer hurriedly brought the gavel down, terrified that Lu Bai might go back on his word.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd.

Lu Bai hopped off the chair.

He didn't bother taking the necklace box handed to him by the staff.

Instead, he pretentiously adjusted the thick silver chain around his own neck.

He then strode toward the round table where Shen Fei and Su Qingxue were seated.

"Beautiful lady."

Lu Bai walked up to Su Qingxue, completely ignoring Shen Fei beside her, and revealed what he thought was an incredibly charming, wicked smile.

"That necklace, I feel only a goddess of your caliber is worthy of it."

"One billion, a gift to you. Care to make a friend?"

Lu Bai took out his phone, opened a screenshot of his bank balance, and deliberately waved it in front of Su Qingxue.

The long string of zeros on it was enough to drive any ordinary woman crazy.

The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The big shots who knew Shen Fei's true identity instantly had their backs drenched in cold sweat.

Crazy.

This nouveau riche was absolutely insane!

Throwing money at Young Master Shen's woman right in front of the current head of the Shen family?!

Was he tired of living?!

Su Qingxue didn't even spare Lu Bai a single glance.

She felt that even being spoken to by someone like him was an insult. She picked up the black tea in front of her and took a gentle sip.

Ignored.

The smile on Lu Bai's face froze.

Ever since he struck it rich, no matter how aloof the goddess, they would all grovel once he threw money at them. Was he actually being rejected today?

He finally turned his head and looked at Shen Fei, who was sitting beside Su Qingxue and hadn't said a word.

"Are you her date?"

Lu Bai looked Shen Fei up and down but didn't see any obvious luxury brand logos.

He sneered.

"Bro, looking at your shabby appearance, you must be a gigolo living off your face, right?"

"I'll give you a hundred million. Take the money and get out of that door right now. This woman is with me from now on."

Lu Bai directly pulled out a bank card and slapped it onto the table in front of Shen Fei with extreme arrogance.

Silence.

Absolute silence.

The air in the entire banquet hall seemed to freeze.

Shen Fei looked at the bank card on the table.

He wasn't furious.

He didn't flip the table.

He didn't even release his Grandmaster true qi to oppress Lu Bai.

He just found it laughable.

An idiot forcefully nurtured by a System had absolutely no idea what the real rules of this world were.

Shen Fei leaned back in his chair.

He looked at Lu Bai with a calm gaze.

"You want to throw money at me?"

Shen Fei's tone was flat.

"That's right! I just have a lot of money!"

Lu Bai put his hands on his hips, incredibly cocky. "In this capital, as long as it's a problem money can solve, I am the law!"

Shen Fei nodded.

He took out his phone.

He didn't make a call. He just sent a very short text message.

The recipients were the highest security laboratory under the Shen Group and a certain internal private line of the Capital Financial Regulatory Bureau.

Five seconds later.

Shen Fei put his phone down.

"You can check your phone," Shen Fei said.

Lu Bai was taken aback for a moment and subconsciously looked down at the latest iPhone in his hand.

"Buzz—"

The phone vibrated violently.

A text message from the Swiss Bank popped up.

[Dear Mr. Lu Bai, as an extremely high risk of money laundering has been detected in the source of your account funds, your account has been frozen by the highest authority.]

Lu Bai's pupils shrank.

Before he could even react.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

His phone started vibrating like crazy!

Industrial Bank, Construction Bank, Merchants Bank, HSBC...

Dozens of text messages flew in like snowflakes!

[Your account has been frozen...]

[Your black card has been canceled...]

[All assets under your name have been temporarily taken over by the Financial Regulatory Bureau, please cooperate with the investigation...]

Lu Bai's face instantly went from ruddy to deathly pale.

Finally, it turned a bloodless, ashen gray.

His fingers trembled as he frantically opened the God-Tier Rich Simp System that had been hidden in his mind.

[WARNING!]

[Detected that all of the host's worldly withdrawal channels have been severed by an unknown supreme physical authority!]

[System funds cannot be transferred to the host's real-world accounts!]

[Withdrawal failed!]

[Withdrawal failed!]

It was over.

It was all over.

Lu Bai's legs gave out, and he fell to his knees on the carpet with a thud.

The golden finger he was so proud of.

The confidence he relied on to run rampant.

In less than thirty seconds, they were completely wiped out by an invisible, intangible, terrifying force!

"No... impossible... my money... my hundred billion..."

Lu Bai grabbed his hair in despair, howling on the ground like a stray dog.

He finally realized that he had provoked a completely unimaginable existence.

Shen Fei sat in his chair.

Looking down from above at Lu Bai kneeling on the ground.

He extended a finger and lightly flicked the bank card on the table, which had now become a piece of scrap plastic, right into Lu Bai's face.

"Throwing money at me?"

Shen Fei's voice was like a god pronouncing a death sentence upon an ant.

"You are not worthy."

Shen Fei stood up.

"Ling Shuang."

Ling Shuang, who had been guarding outside the banquet hall doors, strode in with two black-clad shadow guards.

"Take him away. Throw him into the second basement level of the ancestral estate."

Shen Fei straightened his suit.

He glanced at Lu Bai, who was slumped on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"God-Tier Rich System?"

"From today onward, you will stay in the basement and be my personal money printer for the rest of your life."

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