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Chapter 638: Trapped in a cocoon

As soon as these words came out.

The expressions of everyone present immediately became cold.

Since ancient times, home buyers have been most afraid of encountering a haunted house.

A house is often said to be a haunted house.

No matter how cheap the price is.

I definitely won’t buy it!

But there are too many strange legends in Forty-Nine City.

Perhaps this place has experienced the rise and fall of several generations of dynasties, so it can always provide people with all kinds of mysterious and weird materials.

For example, Chaonei No. 81, Xiliu Palace, Prince Li's Mansion, etc.

These strange and terrifying legends are widely circulated among the people.

This is actually because the high-walled compounds such as the Forbidden City and Prince Li's Mansion have been heavily guarded since ancient times, and are full of mystery and fear in the eyes of the people. Therefore, these deep mansions and compounds have become the carriers of ghost stories, and various versions of "haunted houses"

It spread.

If his courtyard house has confirmed its "identity" as a haunted house, it may be extremely difficult to sell it at a reasonable price.

Wang He immediately thought of this.

His face turned pale.

"You are talking nonsense. My wife and I have been living in this courtyard house for these years. The legend of being haunted is pure nonsense."

The strong man looked at the secretary who was communicating with him.

The secretary immediately said loudly.

"This is the news I just heard from the neighbors."

"They said this place is very unlucky. One person living here will die, and a pair living here will die. And once summer is over, the room will feel a bit cold."

"And every time it's a stormy night or a full moon night, they can still hear crying, quarreling, and the sound of glass bottles being smashed in the yard..."

I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but after hearing the secretary describe it in a gloomy voice, many people suddenly felt chilly in the room and got goosebumps all over their bodies.

Some people in the crowd began to agree.

"That seems to be the case. I've heard people say it too."

"Yes, this courtyard house is really evil."

Wang He said angrily.

"Whoever leaks the story, you call him over and I will confront him face to face."

The strong man said coldly.

"Mr. Wang, I would like to ask, why do you want to sell such a good house?"

Wang He said subconsciously.

"My wife is sick, and I want to take her abroad for medical treatment..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wang He immediately felt terrible.

Sure enough, Lu Ming was the first to give up.

"Sorry, Mr. Wang, I decided to give up the bidding."

Next came two other bidders.

"Mr. Wang, your house is unlucky, I'd better forget it."

"me too."

The strong man put on his sunglasses again and spoke seriously.

"Mr. Wang, if there is no problem with this house, why did your wife get a strange disease? And why did you go abroad?"

"If you can prove that there are no problems with this yard, I am willing to pay $23,000. But if there are really problems with this yard, then it is really not worth the price."

Wang He spoke subconsciously.

"I can prove it."

The strong man said.

"Where's the evidence?"

"evidence......."

Wang He was stunned.

Everything requires evidence.

This is true.

But how can I prove that there is nothing wrong with the house?

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Cao Zhongyong stood up at this time.

"Mr. Wang, I am willing to pay you US$20,000 to sell me this haunted house."

The strong man frowned.

"Are you crazy? This is a haunted house. You are still willing to pay 20,000 US dollars to buy it. Aren't you afraid that something will happen that will involve you?"

"Afraid! But I can understand the mood of an old man selling his house to treat his wife's illness. Besides, my father Cao Weidong won't come to Sijiucheng for a while, so it doesn't matter if this yard is empty."

Cao Zhongyong’s words were powerful and resounding!

Cao Weidong subconsciously touched his nose, always feeling that these words sounded strange.

His eyes scanned the crowd.

I noticed the eye contact between some people and felt suddenly enlightened.

He finally understood what kind of medicine these people were selling.

The first one to make an offer, and the first one to withdraw from the bidding, Lu Ming.

The strong man and his secretary questioned whether the courtyard was a haunted house.

A few "melon-eating people" were booing in the crowd.

And Cao Zhongyong, who pretended to be his son.

They are all in the same group.

The purpose of these people is very simple, which is to persuade other bidders to buy the house at a low price.

As the saying goes, if you start a rumor, you will lose your legs if you refute it. The strong man seemed to be kind-hearted and gave Wang He an opportunity to refute the rumor. In fact, there was a trap buried in his words, and he completely believed in the reputation of the haunted house.

really.

Wang He seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and spoke quickly.

"Okay, just twenty thousand US dollars. If everyone has objections, then that's it..."

"Wait a minute, I'll pay you $30,000!"

Cao Weidong stood up at this moment and shouted "high price" very calmly!

He originally expected to buy the house for US$100,000 or US$30,000, which was really a bargain for him.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the whole audience immediately fell into a heated discussion.

Some people say he is stupid.

Some people say he is bold.

In short, there is anything to say.

But people like Cao Zhongyong were completely defeated.

Because according to the character design he just created, he absolutely cannot raise the bid at this time.

He and the strong man looked at each other.

The strong man pretended to be kind and tried to persuade him.

"Brother, you have to think clearly, this is a haunted house."

Cao Weidong said calmly.

"Yes, I know this is a haunted house. I just want to buy a haunted house. Do you have any other questions?"

"this......"

The strong man immediately choked back his words.

Sincerity is a must-win.

Facing Cao Weidong's sincerity, he didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Cao Zhongyong was unwilling to give up this courtyard house.

He gritted his teeth and said.

"Since this brother is not afraid, then I am not afraid either. I will pay 31,000 US dollars."

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, everyone looked at him strangely.

Who just said that he was considerate of Mr. Wang He and was willing to pay 20,000 US dollars?

If his actions just now were a help in times of need, if he participates in the auction now, it will inevitably make people think that this person is hypocritical.

Cao Zhongyong deliberately did not look at other people's strange looks.

It's okay, anyway, I am now carrying the identity of Cao Weidong's son, so no matter what others say, it has nothing to do with me.

He comforted himself in his heart.

Cao Weidong's eyes were a little strange.

But the bidding continues, he said.

"Then I'll pay thirty-five thousand dollars."

"Thirty-six thousand dollars."

"Forty thousand dollars!"

"Forty-one thousand dollars!"

"Fifty thousand dollars!"

Cao Weidong immediately added ten thousand US dollars, showing that he was determined to win this courtyard house, and Cao Zhongyong was immediately defeated.

"Damn! You must have done it on purpose."

Cao Weidong shrugged and said lightly.

"This is an auction. As long as I can afford the money, I can say whatever I want, and so can you."

Cao Zhongyong also wanted to spend a lot of money, but unfortunately his strength did not allow it, otherwise he would not have had to play tricks like this.

At this time, he didn't bother to pretend anymore, pushed back the stool and walked out angrily.

Before leaving, he glared at Cao Weidong fiercely.

His eyes were full of threats.

"Wait!"

Cao Weidong called him to stop, and then said calmly.

"Do you know what my name is?"

"I don't care what your name is! Boy, please be careful in Sijiu City from now on."

Cao Zhongyong threatened.

Cao Weidong ignored him and said to himself.

"My name is Cao Weidong."


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