La forgeronne d'un autre monde - Chapitre 182
"Darling, please don't do anything more. Look..." The princess pointed towards the door, where a dozen or so security personnel suddenly emerged, all staring intently at the crowd, indicating that no one should cause trouble here.
"Okay, sure!" Ma Yunteng said with a slight smile. Ma Yunteng was also very clear that if it was a slap in the face, it had to be a slap in the face from all angles, not just a slap in the face!
"You brat, I'm worth billions, how much do you have?" Barty said arrogantly, covering his face. He had figured it out: if he wanted to get revenge, he had to attack Ma Yunteng by comparing their wealth.
"How much?"
Since obtaining the Godly Rich System, Ma Yunteng finds the funniest thing to do is when people ask him how much money he has!
At this moment, Ma Yunteng could only sigh: Don't ask me how much money I have, I want to know too!
However, if the goal is to show off and slap someone in the face, then you can't just reveal all your secrets right away!
“I don’t know the exact amount of money! But in small change, it should be a few hundred billion, right? Hmm.” Ma Yunteng looked at him and nodded seriously.
There must be tens of billions in loose change, right?
Everyone froze for a moment, then couldn't help but pick at their ears! They then looked at Ma Yunteng with amusement and burst into laughter!
Even the princess's expression stiffened. She looked at Ma Yunteng with a puzzled expression, and when she thought of the bank card she had given him before, her heart skipped a beat: This guy doesn't think there are billions in that card I gave him, does he? What an idiot!
"Holy crap, holy crap, I've seen people brag, but I've never seen anyone brag like this!"
"I've never heard of any of Dubai's richest people having tens of billions in spare change!"
"Chinese people are really fucking hilarious!"
"That's a good joke!"
The crowd burst into laughter. Suddenly, one of Barty's men stepped out from the crowd and said in a sarcastic tone, "Isn't that a bit odd?"
In Dubai, we all know each other if we're worth over 10 billion!
We upper-class people often organize large balls for social gatherings, and none of us have ever seen him at any of them!
Moreover, he didn't even dare to tell us which family he belonged to.
How many oil fields does his family own?
How many hotels does he own?
Billions in pocket money? That's an unbelievable boast! Wow!
Hearing his subordinates say this, Batty instantly gained confidence.
He took a step towards the crowd, glanced at Ma Yunteng with disdain, patted his chest proudly, and said, "I come from the royal Nader family! I control a large oil field, with a daily net profit of three hundred million. And you!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone sighed in disbelief. Everyone knew that oil fields were enormous assets! Let alone owning an entire oil field, even owning just one percent of it would make one a millionaire in Dubai!
"Oh, what a coincidence, I also have an oil field, but I really don't know how much profit I make per day, since someone gave it to me, so I reluctantly accepted it!" Ma Yunteng laughed.
He was right. When he treated the king, the king gave him two large oil fields, and he even begged the king to accept one of them!
"Heh, where's your oil field?" Bati asked incredulously.
“I can vouch for this young master’s ownership of two oil fields. The king himself gifted them to him, and I handled the transfer contracts!” Suddenly, a butler approached and said to Barty.
As soon as the words fell, everyone was slightly taken aback. This steward was the king's personal steward; he couldn't possibly be lying to them!
"snort!"
Barty smirked defiantly and continued, "So what if you have an oil field? I also own two five-star hotels. Do you even have a hotel?"
“That’s right. In Dubai, the income from luxury hotels is quite considerable. Our young master Bati owns two five-star hotels and maintains excellent connections with the hotel king Charles. What about you?” one of Bati’s lackeys said.
"hotel?"
Ma Yunteng chuckled and said, "What a coincidence. There are hotels too! I just bought one for a place to rest when I had nothing else to do."
"Heh, what kind of hotel is yours? Our young master Badi's hotels are all five-star hotels! You didn't just buy some small guesthouse and call yourself a hotel, did you?" the lackey continued to mock.
“That’s right! The hotels under my name are five-star hotels! And they’re part of the hotel chain owned by Charles, the King of Hotels. What about you?” Barty lit a cigar and asked disdainfully.
"Wow, that's amazing!"
Ma Yunteng laughed heartily, took out a Double Happiness cigarette from his bag, and said casually, "The hotel I bought isn't very big; it's only the second largest in Dubai!"
Ma Yunteng slowly exhaled a smoke ring into the air. As if drawn by some mysterious force, the smoke ring formed two English letters in the air. Upon closer inspection, everyone was surprised to find that the two letters were "NB"!
Ma Yunteng paused and said, "Have you ever heard of a low-class hotel like the Burj Al Arab?"
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When everyone heard the words "Burj Al Arab," their jaws nearly dropped to the floor. How could that be?
The Burj Al Arab is the best hotel in Dubai, second only to the Burj Khalifa in fame!
People in Dubai know that the Burj Al Arab hotel is monopolized by hotel tycoon Charles. The last issue of the Dubai financial newspaper reported that the Burj Al Arab hotel is worth at least 70 billion!
The man in front of me actually claims that the Burj Al Arab hotel belongs to him?
Furthermore, they portrayed the Burj Al Arab as a low-class, small hotel!
"Ha! Anyone can brag. I could also say the Burj Al Arab is mine!"
"Yes, to be honest, the Burj Khalifa is mine!"