Chapter 203 Both Planes and Yachts Are Pathetically Weak

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The Bannal Islands belong to the Kingdom of Frankfurt, located in the northwest part of the Mediterranean Sea, about 50 nautical miles away from the coast of Frankfurt, which is roughly a hundred kilometers. The natural scenery of these islands is exceptionally beautiful, which is why many wealthy individuals have spent money to purchase private ownership of these islands, transforming them into their vacation spots. Among the Bannal Islands is a very large primary island, which is owned by the famously renowned Rothschild family of Europe. On this island, they have established a very modernized hotel, and the star rank of this hotel has reached seven stars! To say it's a hotel, it's more apt to call it a manor. Normally, only individuals with a net worth over a hundred million US Dollars have the slightest qualification to set foot on this island. It has gradually become an excellent destination for the world's top-level elites to socialize and make business deals. This auction is going to be held in this seven-star hotel! For this auction, the Rothschild family has also expended a lot of effort, having expanded their private yacht and boat harbor to twice its original size and having added a large number of helicopter landing pads. The entire island has become more bustling than ever before. A clear white trail cuts across the sea surface, and a pure white yacht gradually docks at the port. The appearance of this yacht has immediately attracted the attention of many people. Though it's a gathering of the rich, the wealthy are still categorized into different levels, and they come from all around the world. Even if some are extremely wealthy in their own countries, upon arriving in a foreign land, many often have no choice but to use public transportation. Today, several thousands of rich individuals were invited, but more than 90% of them were brought over from Frankfurt's port by cruise ships arranged by the organizers. As for those who arrived on their own, they were generally considered big shots in their respective regions.@@@@ "Wow, the Sun Chaser private yacht, and it's a limited edition, too. I really exerted a lot of effort back then but still couldn't get my hands on one; today is truly an eye-opener!" "I remember the basic sale price of this yacht was 80 million US Dollars, right? They only sold five in total—one is with the world's richest man, Poladi, another was bought by a mysterious buyer from Huaxia, and the remaining three seem to be in Europe, but it's hard to know which one of the three this is!" The wealthy individuals who were chatting and strolling nearby the port all turned their attention towards those yachts. Surely those who were now showing up must be people of extraordinary status. The Sun Chaser had docked at the port, and a middle-aged man looking to be about fifty emerged, surrounded by several bodyguards and women. "So it's Mr. Heizda, the top figure in the European pharmaceutical industry!" "Tsk tsk, the pharmaceutical industry has been developing quite well these past two years, eh? Mr. Heizda's assets must have doubled several folds, right? Who knows, he might even break into Forbes's top ten next year!" After waiting for eight years, it finally found its owner a few years ago, a mega-rich man from Dubai. His name is Samar, the current King's youngest son, and it was also his gift for his coming-of-age ceremony. Probably only in a land brimming with oil could someone dare to spend such a huge sum on a luxury like this. Hundreds of billionaires looked on with envious eyes at the yacht, as even for them, it was an extravagant luxury. After all, there are only a little over two thousand people in the entire world with a net worth of 1 billion US dollars. And who would use their entire fortune to buy such an ostentatious item? Only if they really had too much money to spend. Just as their astonishment had begun to subside, a shadow suddenly rose up alongside the "streets of Monaco." It was a steel beast over 250 meters in length, its main guns glistening coldly, asserting its dominance as the sovereign of the sea. "What is that?" "It's huge! It's even bigger than the 'streets of Monaco.' Is it the latest model of a new yacht sold by some company?" "That's not a yacht! That's... that's a warship!" a billionaire exclaimed with trembling hands holding his binoculars, "Damn it, it's a destroyer!" "FUCK, what the hell is that?" "It must just be on a cruising mission passing by, right?" "No, it's headed our way!" someone shouted, "Look, there are a few people on the deck, a few in formal wear!" Everyone passed around binoculars, and indeed, on the destroyer, there were two men and two women, four young people dressed in luxurious evening wear, holding wine glasses and enjoying the last warm glow of the setting sun. "Can you believe it? Some people are coming to the auction in a destroyer!" "If someone had told me this before, I would have thought they were crazy, but now I believe my own eyes." "How much does this thing cost? Ten billion? Twenty billion? Or thirty billion?" "I don't know how much this thing costs; all I know is that in front of this warship, private planes, private yachts, all seem utterly trivial!"

Chapter 203 Both Planes and Yachts Are Pathetically Weak

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