Early the next morning, Qin Yi and others walked out of the hotel in high spirits.
Fu Guang and others also followed out, but they were all in low spirits and seemed to have been awake all night.
Qin Yi greeted him enthusiastically, "Hi, Brother Fuguang, you guys seem to be not in good spirits. Are you experiencing jet lag?"
Fu Guang forced a smile and said, "There is a big event today, and our heads hurt just thinking about it."
"I have a headache thinking about it, so think about it slowly." Qin Yi smiled and waved for two taxis.
The five of them quickly got into the car and drove away.
Fu Guang's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water. He raised his hand and slapped his own hand, "What a bunch of trash."
Several subordinates were submissive and did not dare to speak.
……
Qin Yi and the other two drove all the way to the suburbs in the car and stopped in an abandoned factory.
The factory is filled with all kinds of mechanical and steel scraps, making the vast factory area overcrowded. The mountains of piles of debris and garbage can be seen as far as the eye can see.
Those giant machines are scattered in the soil like scrap metal, already rusty due to exposure to wind, sun and rain. The huge size and various complex parts seem to tell the story of the glory of the past.
Groups of people gathered near the garbage dump, looking for usable things.
There were several people standing at a high place, shouting something constantly and directing people to carry things.
Behind them is a large crane.
Under the command, the porters put the ropes on the old machines, and then hung them on the crane hooks, and the cranes lifted the heavy machines out of the garbage pile.
Qin Yi and others got out of the car, walked slowly to the huge garbage pile, and looked at the people standing high up.
One of them waved the gavel in his hand, shouted loudly, dropped the hammer from time to time, and then directed the porters to transport the things away.
As time goes by, more and more people gather near the garbage dump, each one waving banknotes and shouting loudly.
Qin Yi kept observing from the side, and soon he noticed several strong men wearing suits and windbreakers, wearing sunglasses and standing quietly, watching the auctioneer on the garbage pile.
They did not look at the objects around them, nor did they speak, they just waited quietly.
Not far away, there were a few arrogant guys, smoking cigarettes in their mouths, combing their long hair, laughing and chatting with each other with their hands in their pockets.
Then Qin Yi noticed several Chinese people, two men and one woman, who were also watching the auction quietly.
Looking to the distance, there are two thin men and women hiding in the crowd, both carrying a large drawing board behind their backs, joining the crowd as if watching the fun.
When Qin Yizheng was looking for his possible competitors today, Fu Guang showed up with someone.
"Hey, Brother Wang, what a coincidence we meet again." Fu Guang walked over with a sinister smile on his face.
"It's a coincidence." Qin Yi responded with a smile, "Brother Fuguang, why are you here if you don't want to appreciate the exotic customs?"
"Of course I'm here to pick up trash." Fu Guang looked at Qin Yi with a smile, "Like you, I'm going to buy some scrap metal and go back."
Qin Yi's expression changed, "Brother Fuguang, are you here to snatch that machine from me?"
"How can you call it robbery?" Fu Guang spread his hands and shrugged, "This is an auction, the one with the highest price gets it. I just have some money on hand right now and have nowhere to spend it. I want to buy a printing press for fun."
Qin Yi stared at Fu Guang coldly, seeming very angry.
This makes Fu Guang feel very happy, I finally caught you
"If this machine accidentally falls into my hands, then Brother Wang will have to buy another one." Fu Guang mocked, "Oh, by the way, I forgot, this machine doesn't seem to be that easy to buy." "But it doesn't matter. We are friends. If you want to use it, just tell me and I will definitely lend it to you."
Qin Yi forced out a smile and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Fuguang."
"You're welcome." Fu Guang tilted his head and twisted his neck, "It's just the two of us competing here. There's no need to raise prices with each other. Why don't you just give it to me?"
"Are you sure there are only two of us competing here?" Qin Yi squinted at Fu Guang.
Fu Guang was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked around. After looking for a while, his face became a little unhappy, but he quickly laughed again, "It doesn't matter if there are two competitors, I am well prepared this time."
He reached out and patted the suitcase. There were the U.S. dollars he brought.
"Apart from the two groups of people, I think there are still competitors hidden in the crowd." Qin Yi smiled slightly.
"Huh?" Fu Guang glanced at it, then sneered, "You're bluffing me."
"Then do you want to make a bet?" Qin Yi sneered.
"How to bet?"
"Just bet that there are still competitors hidden in the crowd. If I win, the printing press you bought will be given to me for free for a month." Qin Yi looked at Fu Guang with a provocative smile, "If not, you count.
If you win, my printing factory will let you become a shareholder and you will get a share of the money."
Fu Guang squinted at Qin Yi, then turned to look at the crowd. Most of them were workers who were watching the excitement, and most of them were porters waiting to work.
There are also some nearby residents who are watching the fun, picking up garbage and joining in the fun. Ordinary people can't see anything unusual.
The only thing that stands out is a man and a woman in the crowd, carrying a sketchpad and squeezing into the crowd.
The man is not tall, and his eyes look at the woman from time to time, and he reaches out to help her tuck her scarf.
The woman occasionally stood on tiptoes and looked around curiously, then took down the drawing board and started drawing.
The two figures look like very poor artists sketching everywhere, and there is no trace of anything else about them.
Fu Guang sneered, "I made a bet with you."
Soon the auctioneer shouted, repeating in Russian and English, "The state-owned printing factory produces tools, 300 tons, low price of 3,000 US dollars, and each increase is 500 US dollars."
Fu Guang raised his hand, "Three thousand and five."
Qin Yi raised his hand, "Four thousand."
"Four thousand and five!", Fu Guang raised his voice.
"Five thousand!"
The two people's bids soared to 10,000. The auctioneer was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and kept repeating the bids.
"Eleven thousand US dollars, are there any bids?"
"Fifteen thousand!", the guy in the windbreaker also took action.
"Eighteen thousand!" The combination of two men and one woman also started bidding.
"Twenty thousand!"
"Twenty thousand!"
"..."
Including Qin Yi Fuguang, four groups of people began to bid.
While shouting, Fu Guang paid attention to the crowd and found that the onlookers were just watching the excitement, so he gradually felt relieved.
Soon the bidding soared to 50,000, and the atmosphere on the field became heated. Even the onlookers whistled excitedly.
Fu Guang's face looked ugly. According to this trend, the bidding will soon reach 100,000. He only has a check for 100,000 US dollars and no more money.
When the asking price reached 50,000, the bidders slowed down their bids and began to discuss with each other.
No one seemed willing to raise the price too high, so there was a strange tacit understanding on the scene, and they were spending time with each other.
At this moment, the group of cool-looking guys with long hair standing nearby raised their hands, revealing their hands full of tattoos.
"Eighty thousand dollars!"
The people in trench coats looked at each other, discussed a few words in a low voice, then raised their hands, "Eighty thousand and five hundred."
Two men and a woman followed, "Eighty thousand."
Fu Guang thought for a while and raised his hand, "Eighty-one thousand and five."
Qin Yi raised his hand again, "Eighty-two thousand."
"Ninety thousand!" Those guys with long hair and tattoos raised the price to ninety thousand.
Qin Yi's face suddenly turned cold, he put down his hand and looked directly at the guys.
Unexpectedly, the other party noticed that Qin Yi was looking at them, and whistled proudly, lifting up his pants.
Those in trench coats seemed not to want to give up, "Ninety-one chance!"
Fu Guang gritted his teeth and said, "Ninety-two thousand!"
"One hundred thousand!" Those with tattoos directly raised the price to one hundred thousand.
Now Fuguang looked at people as if he wanted to kill someone, and finally gave up reluctantly.
"One hundred and ten thousand." The group of people in trench coats seemed to want to struggle again.
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
The people in trench coats discussed in low voices, shook their heads, and stopped bidding.
The auctioneer waved his gavel and shouted, "One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Are there any more bids?!"
"Any more!"
"Twice a hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Is there any more?"
"Is there any more!"
The auctioneer's voice was so hoarse that he almost became hoarse, and he seemed very anxious looking at the quiet scene.
Finally, after half a minute, no one answered the call.
He gritted his teeth and punched it hard, "One hundred and fifty thousand and three times, deal done."
The crowd of onlookers began to disperse, and even those participating in the auction wanted to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, the auctioneer suddenly shouted again.
"The printing press failed to be auctioned. The winner of the auction just now gave up. Those who want to bid can continue bidding tomorrow."
"Fuck!" Fu Guang cursed fiercely, glared at the auctioneer, turned around and left.
None of the groups of people who originally participated in the bidding spoke, looked at the auctioneer coldly, and left one after another.
From the time he left the abandoned factory until he got in the car, Qin Yi remained expressionless and said nothing.
Li Xiangdong looked at Qin Yi worriedly, "What should we do now?"
"They say a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake." Qin Yi slowly raised his head, "But I also heard a saying."
"There is no ravine before a tiger."
Qin Yi read this sentence word for word, his eyes filled with cold light.
"Cowardly faces are full of obstacles."
"A group of gangsters still dare to be arrogant." Qin Yi pulled the bolt of the gun and said with murderous intent, "I have to let them know."
"Brother Yi is very angry, and the consequences will be serious."