The auctioneer delayed the third hammer blow because he saw that the light in Xiahou Mingjun's private room did not go out.

He knew that Xiahou Mingjun would still make an offer!

But the clock goes by minute by minute, and it would be a bit outrageous if the weight does not fall!

The auctioneer had no choice but to remind, "Boss No. 01, you only have 30 seconds left to bid!"

Chen Wei was in the same mood as I was before, wanting to rush forward and kill the auctioneer.

Xiahou Mingjun said lazily, "Sorry, I just replied to the message."

Reply message?

It's a shame he could come up with such an excuse.

"How much is it out?"

Xiahou Mingjun asked with a relaxed look, as if no matter how much Chen Wei made, he would add to it, but this was indeed the case!

"Boss No. 02 bids 60 billion!"

"Oh, then I will pay 70 billion!"

Xiahou Mingjun said it was calm and gentle, but Chen Weiqi's name was ferocious.

Chen Wei opened the mobile phone transfer database and liquidated his assets.

My fingers were typing on the computer very fast, and the accuracy was down to single digits!

"Seven hundred and forty-eight..."

Before Chen Wei could finish reporting a long string of numbers, Xiahou Mingjun spoke first.

"Eighty billion!" Xiahou Mingjun jokingly challenged Chen Wei, "Can you still keep up?"

Chen Wei remained silent, turned off the light of the bidding auction, and left the auction house angrily.

The auctioneer looked at the current situation and understood that no one would bid higher than 80 billion.

After three hammer blows in a row, the price of this piece of land was set.

The auction ended just like that.

As expected, Xiahou Mingjun got the land.

After the guests dispersed, I sat in the private room and made tea for Miss Gao.

The failure to win this piece of land made Ms. Gao feel a little depressed.

On the other side are the representatives and heads of all participating companies.

80 billion is not high, after all, the value that that piece of land can create can exceed 580 billion!

But it's not low. In just one night, Xiahou Mingjun almost wiped out all his savings in Jinling for eight years.

"Hey, forget it, boss, it's just a piece of land, let's give it to Xiahou Mingjun!"

"He's bleeding heavily this time, and I don't know when he will get enough blood again!"

"Let's develop slowly. Maybe we will have a chance to take over the shipyard he built when he files for bankruptcy~"

Miss Gao shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

No one in the room dared to speak, they all lowered their heads.

"Xiaozhou, forget it, let's go back to the club!"

Seeing Miss Gao preparing to leave, others rushed up to her.

"Well, Miss Gao, since the land has not been photographed, then... our company is still waiting for the rice to be harvested, can we put our money first..."

The man said it very tactfully.

"Okay!" Miss Gao looked at the representative in front of her, then raised her hand at me, "Xiaozhou brings the check, writes you a check, and pays you back!"

"Okay!" I nodded, found a stack of checks from the cabinet, and filled in the number they quoted.

After everyone got the money, they left one after another.

Watching the crowd disperse in a hurry, I couldn't help but feel a little funny, but that's just how businessmen are.

Chasing fame and fortune, eyes open to money.

What's more, they gather themselves because of profit.

Now that the interests have collapsed, it is normal for the trees to fall and the trees to scatter.

Finally, Miss Gao and I left the auction house one after another.

On the other side, Chen Wei.

When Chen Wei returned to the club, he kept smashing all the furnishings in the room.

He didn't stop until he broke the last vase.

"Xiahou Mingjun!" Chen Wei roared through gritted teeth.

I regret that I didn't kill this guy that day.

A good opportunity just slipped away from me.

People around me didn’t dare to clean up the “garbage” on the floor.

Some people dared not speak to comfort Chen Wei, for fear that if they opened their mouths, Chen Wei would vent his anger.

At this moment, a call came to Chen Wei's cell phone.

"I heard you didn't snatch it away?"

A vigorous voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How to rob? Tell me what to rob? How many times have I called you, asking you to allocate some funds to me!"

"Everyone is trying to kick a ball! I only have a total of more than 70 billion! Xiahou Mingjun directly spent 80 billion to spend!"

"You kid are here to accuse me?"

Chen Wei began to breathe heavily.

The subordinate stepped forward to hand him some Chinese medicine, but was knocked down by Chen Wei.

"Go away! Don't drink!"

"You have to make me angry to death in Jinling!"

"If you piss me off to death, you will have a reason to take your illegitimate son back to the Chen family openly, right?"

Chen Wei's angry curses filled the Erdong Club.

There was also silence on the other end of the phone. Finally, Chen Wei had an asthma attack and lay in a chair having difficulty breathing.

Misfortunes never come alone, and bad luck comes one after another.

There was a knock on the door.

"Boss, there are people outside the door asking for money." One of Chen Wei's men opened the door and said.

"Write a check! Give it to them!" Chen Wei threw the phone away angrily, "Tell them to take the money and get out!!"

Chen Wei was so out of breath that he lay limply on the chair.

Clubhouse on the cloud.

When we drove back to the club, a familiar figure squatted at the door.

Xiahou Mingjun?

I frowned hard.

After seeing our car, Xiahou Mingjun slowly walked toward us.

"Miss Gao!"

Seeing the smile on his face, I couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"What? Is the pangse coming?"

Some of Xiahou Mingjun's "hey"s seemed to be misunderstandings again.

"I sincerely come to you to cooperate with Yunshang!"

"Cooperation?" Miss Gao frowned slightly, "What kind of cooperation can we have?"

"Of course it's this piece of land!" Xiahou Mingjun took a certificate in front of him and shook it.

"Then please come in and talk!"

Xiahou Mingjun followed me and entered the Yunshang Club.

Seeing that Miss Gao was not following behind.

I began to sarcastically mock Xiahou Mingjun.

“Does it feel familiar to be in ‘someone else’s’ home again?”
To be continued...