As the man walked in, exclamations came from the crowd from time to time.
"Forty million once, forty million twice?????? Forty million three times, deal!" With the sound of "bang" and the muffled sound of the heavy hammer falling on the table, the auctioneer completed his
task.
"Congratulations to Mr. Yu, today I bought this blue and white porcelain bowl from the Tang Dynasty for the highest price of 40 million!" the supporter said impassionedly, "Liyang Group is worthy of being the first person in contemporary philanthropy in China. This 40 million yuan
All funds will be used to help children with AIDS in impoverished mountainous areas. Thank you Mr. Yu for your generous donation, and thank you all for your support. Thank you all!"
After the auction, Yu Bingpo declined media interviews and walked out through the back door.
Sang Xia looked at the figure walking out and realized that she could finally take a deep breath that she had been holding back.
"Sang Sang, let's go, the charity reception is about to begin. We don't drink, but we can eat as much as we want!" Xia Yunting is a foodie. What she is most interested in every time is not the things sold at the auction, but the handsome guys and the food.
"But, but, Yunting??????!" Sang Xia looked at her with some frustration.
"What's the matter, Sangsang?" Xia Yunting saw that she was a little abnormal just now, with a tangled little face that looked like it was raining.
"Is it Mr. Yu?" Sang Xia didn't know how to tell Xia Yunting that the person who just took away the porcelain bowl was her boss.
Her sister's, what a coincidence, the less she wanted to be caught by him and she ran out, she just met him.
"Master Yu? What's wrong? He is the boss of Liyang, so he has a lot of money, my uncle said??????"
"Yunting, he is that man, a scumbag!" Sang Xia suddenly interrupted Xia Yunting. After speaking, she sat down on the chair like a deflated rubber ball.
"This is terrible. She found out that I was absent from work again, and my contract has to be extended again." The scumbag always threatened her with the contract, and I'm afraid I won't be immune this time.
"You mean?????? He is??????!" Xia Yunting opened her mouth in surprise, pointed at the disappeared figure, and asked her.
"Yeah, it's him, and I'm that man's maid!"
"Sangsang????!" This time it was Xia Yunting who sat down on the chair. After being surprised, she began to think crazily again - God damn it, why didn't she have such a chance to be miserable?
, being seduced by an unreasonable and unscrupulous handsome man to work as a maid at home??????Ouch, Sangsang, it’s like pie in the sky, it suddenly hits you on the head, happiness is not too late,
Why do you have to live and die???????In a private room on the top floor of Sun Island Hotel.
"Mr. Qiao, look to see if it's your bowl." Yu Bingpo motioned to Wu Juemeng to hand the exquisite peach wood box to the man opposite.
"Yeah, yeah, yes, that's right, that's it!"
Mr. Qiao's name is Qiao Minghua, and he is a senior government official in Singapore. This time he came here secretly on the request of his father.
"That's fine!" Yu Bingpo looked at him calmly.
"Master Yu, thank you. I thank you on behalf of my father. If it weren't for you this time, I would never have been able to find this." Qiao Minghua said with emotion, "This is my father's wish for the rest of his life. After all, it is something passed down from our ancestors.
It was lost in my father's hands, and he felt speechless in front of his ancestors. Thank you, Mr. Yu, from the bottom of my heart. I will pay the money to your account immediately."
"No need, Mr. Qiao, just think of it as a gift from Yu to Mr. Qiao." Yu Bingpo took a sip of wine and said calmly as before.
"That's not possible, Mr. Yu. Forty million is not a small amount. Qiao doesn't dare to use it!" Qiao Minghua waved his hands hurriedly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Qiao, I have conditions." Yu Bingpo narrowed his eyes and looked at him, shaking the wine glass in his hand.
"Oh???????" Qiao Minghua was obviously stunned, but soon he smiled. Yes, businessmen do not do business at a loss, and his help is not in vain.
However, because this blue and white porcelain is very important to their family, even if Yu Bingpo has conditions, the Qiao family will agree without hesitation.
Therefore, Qiao Minghua immediately said, "If you have anything to do with Mr. Yu, just ask me, Qiao will not hesitate to do so!"
"Okay, feel free!" Yu Bingpo gave Wu Juemeng a signaling look.
Wu Juemeng immediately handed Qiao Minghua a folder, "Mr. Qiao, this is Liyang's plan to enter Singapore real estate. Mr. Qiao can give you some advice!"
"Oh, really?" Qiao Minghua seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, took it over and took a look, and immediately understood.
It is said that Liyang's young president is young and promising. Well, he is really not an ordinary young and promising man. He knows how to use 40 million to exchange for the construction and purchase rights of a commercial building in the city center of Singapore.
Qiao Minghua nodded frequently while browsing the documents.
"Master Yu, it seems that you did a good job in your homework!" It's good that he is responsible for this job, but he has no right to decide who will do it. In a legal and independent society, everything must be fair.
Competitive, he cannot go against the laws of things, let alone the wishes of others.
"but??????!"
"Mr. Qiao, I just want you to say a word when the time comes and allow foreign real estate to participate in equal competition." Yu Bingpo interrupted him and said before he could say anything.
"Is this the only way?" Qiao Minghua was somewhat doubtful of the strength of the young man opposite him.
You know, the real estate companies that are eyeing that piece of land are powerful and cannot be ignored. As a foreign company, is it all he needs to say this?
"??????!" Yu Bingpo didn't answer, but nodded affirmatively, his narrowed eyes getting deeper.
"Mr. Qiao, forty million dollars is just for one sentence. You seem to be getting a good deal!" Wu Juemeng blinked at him. Even a serious man like him was in a good mood.
joke.
Mr. Yu always did things with absolute certainty. It was an ancestral treasure that was extremely valuable to Qiao Minghua's family. All he needed to do was say a word, and he had no reason not to agree.
"Haha, no problem." As expected, Qiao Minghua agreed with a smile.
Instead, he felt a little embarrassed. He once again expressed that he wanted to pay him back, but Yu Bingpo waved his hand calmly.
That 40 million was really nothing to him, but he chose to care about that little girl who soiled his suit??????