Song Zheng's advantage lies in spiritual materials, but if the Ninth Princess joins in, his advantage in this aspect will disappear. The Tianchi Division is not as good as the Seven Kills Division, but it can also kill the Hongwu Celestial Dynasty instantly.
Now that he was prepared in his heart, Song Zheng didn't care so much about the failure of his plan. He watched the politicians on the stage talking, but what he was thinking about was Baodingchang and the ninth princess Lianlian.
He Banshan's great-grandson He Jiran, the ninth princess Lian Lian of the Tianchi tribe, and the emperor Chu Xiong held the Jade King. These are the forced cultivators who entered the world of Noble Phantasms first. The rest of the countries either did it because of human feelings, or because they were temporarily unavailable.
No suitable monk has come in yet.
But if these three people all achieve enviable gains, then the situation will develop out of control.
Originally, he was still hesitating about which of these three people to trick first, but now that the Ninth Princess has come to his door, he will reluctantly try to trick you first.
His eyes were dark, and his sun was turning in the dark, and he repeatedly deduced and verified a plan, and finally made a plan.
A minister from the Ministry of War personally came down to collect all the bids, handed them to several cabinet ministers in the Privy Council, and then announced that the results would be given three days later.
People from the major smelting factories left. There were nine major factories in total this time, four of them were of Yunhe Lianzao's status and scale. They all seemed worried about gains and losses. They lowered their heads to each other when they left.
There is no communication between them.
However, those established manufacturers want to appear confident, chatting and laughing when they go out, and deliberately loudly laughing, as if there is no one around. In fact, they are deliberately putting pressure on others to hide their inner uneasiness.
Baodingchang was special. They smiled at each other, whispered a few words, and left calmly.
Song Zheng looked on with cold eyes. It can be seen that among all the people, only Baodingchang is the one who is truly confident.
Song Zheng nodded secretly, the Ninth Princess had spent a lot of money.
During the three days he waited in the base, he took the time to visit Lin Lin and Jean in the Little Dongtian World, but found that Lin Lin's face was very ugly, and her attitude towards him was not as good as before.
He was secretly surprised and called Yun Su over to ask. Yun Su laughed and told him the whole story. Song Zheng was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke. What a stick!
He turned around and saw that Yun Su was still laughing, and he immediately had no good temper towards this guy who was gloating about his misfortune: "It's not easy for them to be orphans and widowed mothers. Since they are here, you should take care of them more!"
"Ah?" Yun Su was immediately dumbfounded. He had no problem taking care of wild beasts. No matter how powerful, ferocious, or ferocious they were, he was happy to do so.
But people like him are very comfortable with wild beasts and insects, but when dealing with normal human beings, they will feel very uncomfortable, restrained, depressed, and worried about gains and losses.
What's more, Lin Lin is a single, beautiful woman. When Yun Su faces this kind of person, he doesn't know how to get along with her, so when he saw Lin Lin for the first time, he fell in love with her and left without hesitation.
Master Song obviously knows how to understand people's hearts. He has long seen what kind of person Yun Su is, and he is trying to vent his anger on himself in a different way.
"You, you, how could you do this!" Yun Su almost stuttered.
Song Zheng sneered: "Next time I come back, if there is anything wrong with the mother and son, you are the only one to ask!"
He left a few words, forcing Yun Su to blush, and then left with satisfaction. He left a lot of good materials to Jean, all of which were spiritual materials below the seventh level, and Master Song's heart was full of expectations.
, Jean was able to make powerful combat tools using the simplest and lowest-level materials in the mountain village and in Dongping Country. He gave him these good materials, and he could at least surpass the Divine Sword Warrior.
After he came out of the small cave world, he stayed at the base with peace of mind. Three days passed by in a flash, and the bidding was finally opened. Unlike the nervousness of everyone else, Song Zheng looked indifferent.
As expected, Baoding Field won the bid. There were sounds of regret in the venue, which made the cheers of Jin Wanli and the other three people particularly harsh.
Song Zheng acted like a normal deputy director, regretful and disappointed, shaking his head constantly.
The Minister of War waited for everyone's voices to gradually drop, then stood up and said: "You don't have to regret it, as long as you participate in this bidding, the Ministry of War will have other orders to compensate you.
But at the same time, this matter is the top secret of our country, and everyone should know what to do. If it is leaked at all, no matter what your background is or who your relatives are, you must know that the national law has no mercy!"
"I'll understand later," everyone said together: "You don't need to be told by adults about these things."
The minister just said one more thing, these big factories are all closely related to Wansheng Kingdom. They will both prosper and lose. They will never dare to leak the secrets.
Next, Baodingchang, the winning bidder, stayed to discuss the specific situation with the big guys in the Privy Council, while the other major manufacturers left. The Ministry of War took pictures of the soldiers and the Noble Phantasm convoy and sent them out of the base.
Song Zheng settled in Yudian City, ninety miles away from the base. After waiting for two days, he dialed the number of the contact Noble Phantasm.
That night, Song Zheng met the female soldier in the hotel where he was staying. She changed out of her military uniform and wore an office worker's woolen coat, a large checkered scarf, and dark sunglasses.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Zheng smiled, and before he could speak, he was pushed into the door, and his domineering body threw him onto the bed.
Song Zheng was confused for a moment. He was a serious boy and had never experienced anything like this before. In a daze, he suddenly felt that his belt had been untied.
He exclaimed, grabbed his pants tightly, and said in a panic: "You, you, don't be impatient...wait, wait, wait...I have something to tell you..."
The female soldier spread her slender legs, straddled his waist, threw off her sunglasses, untied her hair tie and fluffed her long wavy hair, licked her flaming red lips with the tip of her tongue, and said with a seductive smile: "What do you want to say?
, I’ll talk about it later.”
Song Zheng held on to his pants tightly: "I'll finish speaking first."
In his eagerness, he almost sent a ball of sapphire away out of his mind, but he always felt that it was weird to do so.
"I can give you a lot of money, but you have to do one thing for me." He said quickly. The female soldier finally stopped and glanced at him with a sneer: "You men like to use money to solve future problems.
"
Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his innocence should be preserved, but he also complained: Are all the women in the world of Noble Phantasms so bold?
He pushed the female soldier off him and asked, "What's your name?"
"Feng Tingting."
"Feng Tingting?" Song Zheng said to himself, and looked at the area above her abdomen and below her neck to express his approval of the name: "Two Tings, this is very worthy of the name."
"I have something to ask you for help."
Feng Tingting said coldly: "I'm not a fool. If you want me to help you do something illegal, forget it. I'm a soldier. You have to know that military courts are much harsher than your civil courts."
Song Zheng shook his head: "I won't let you take risks."
"First tell me what it is, and then tell me the price." Feng Tingting was indeed very direct.
"I want to know the contents of Baodingchang's tender document." Song Zheng said: "They have won the bid, and the tender document is not a secret. It will definitely be disclosed internally. This is not difficult for you."
He paused and said, "As for the price, it's ten million!"
He found his belt on the side and rearranged his clothes: "With ten million, you can find someone you really like, retire, and live a comfortable life."
Feng Tingting, no, Feng Tingting rolled her eyes and teased him: "Actually, I really like you."
"Don't be ridiculous." Song Zheng felt helpless: "We are talking about business."
"But I want to talk about feelings with you."
Song Zheng was confused: "Tell me, do you want to do it or not?"
Feng Tingting felt a little regretful. This was indeed a golden son-in-law, and he seemed to be a junior brother. If she had succeeded and entered a rich family, things would be different than before.
She thought for a while and said, "Tell me first, what do you want from their tender document?"
"I will definitely not leak the secret," Song Zheng said: "That will not do me any good, and I will definitely be severely punished by the national law, and the Yun family will not be able to protect me.
My purpose is actually very simple, to save the last chance. Our Yunhe Lianzuo bidding document has been done very well, and I was 70% sure that I could win the bid.
So I guessed that there must be some special clauses in Baodingchang's bid document that allowed them to win in the end. But I think they probably couldn't do it, and they would need to re-tender in the end.
When that time comes, it will be our opportunity.”
Feng Tingting said: "Thirty million, you can arrange for me to leave Wansheng Country after the matter is completed."
Song Zheng frowned, but agreed: "Okay, it's a deal."
…
Feng Tingting put on her clothes again, put on her scarf, and put on her sunglasses. Before going out, she turned around and blew a hot kiss to Song Zheng: "My dear, wait for my good news."
Song Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Feng Tingting closed the door and left the hotel. She called a precious carriage and quickly left Yudian City. Outside Yudian City, there was a military camp with a much lower security level. Feng Tingting had her own barracks here.
Returning to her room, she quietly took out a precious phantom that was only the size of a fingernail from her underwear, opened it, and heard Song Zheng's voice coming from inside.
All conversations between her and Song Zheng were recorded.
When she heard Song Zheng clearly say the four names of "Yunhe Lianzao", Feng Tingting smiled with satisfaction. This thing is more than 30 million.
…
Two days later, Feng Tingting handed a copy of the Baoding Field tender document to Song Zheng. Song Zheng read it in front of her and secretly thought that it was indeed the case.
The reason why the big guys in the Privy Council chose Baodingchang was because they promised to sell a third-level treasure material to the country at cost price.
In the original plan, using the spiritual materials given by the ancestors to refine fourteenth-level combat equipment, there was still a high risk of failure.
But with this third-level treasure as the main material, the success rate has greatly increased, and it can almost be said to be a sure thing.