A layer of cold sweat couldn't help but break out on Pu Chengli's forehead, and his eyes glanced at the shoebox in Wu Maocai's hand from time to time.

He never thought that a shoebox could put so much pressure on him.

But the problem is, this shoebox is a little too scary, it's a cornucopia, as if there is endless money in it.

Otherwise, every time Fang Chen took money from it, how could he be so light-hearted and relaxed.

"Twenty thousand!" Pu Chengli gritted his teeth and took out another two thousand yuan from his trouser belt.

"Twenty in one!" Fang Chen immediately followed.

Pu Chengli feels like he's going crazy!

His face turned blue and white for a while, and he hesitated.

After a long time, Fang Yongnian coughed again.

Gao Yimin's face changed, and he said helplessly: "Chengli, let's hurry up if you want to pay, the old sow is not as slow as you to go up the tree!"

Pu Chengli was angry for a while, he knew that this was Gao Yimin's habit, but it was all over the place, could he not add colloquialisms when speaking.

"Thirty thousand!"

Pu Chengli was ruthless, and even took out another 10,000 yuan from his trouser belt.

Pu Chengli looked at everyone with scarlet eyes, especially Fang Chen, which was full of madness and provocation, he wanted to see how Fang Chen could follow!

Gao Yimin's face changed drastically, "Chengli, you're not crazy!"

Pu Chengli has a total of 30,000 yuan, and now he actually took it out all at once, even if it is auctioned, Pu Chengli has no money to continue, after all, picking, transportation, and all kinds of labor costs at home.

Especially during this period of time when walnuts are sold, people need a lot of money to eat and chew horses.

If all the money is spent, where will Pu Chengli get the money?

It is impossible to borrow money, who has so much money and does not need it, waiting for Pu Chengli to borrow it.

And bank loans are even more impossible.

In these years, even public enterprises can't make money, let alone individuals, and banks have no possibility of lending to individuals.

Pu Chengli was silent and did not speak, but he gave people the feeling that he was like a volcano about to erupt at this time.

Destroy everything, including himself, at any moment.

That's right, he has a total of more than 30,000 yuan, and if he smashes it all, the rest of the money is indeed a big problem, but if he can't compete with Fang Chen, he doesn't even have the qualifications to solve the problem.

If he can bid for it, he will just smash the pot and sell iron, and go to borrow usury!

He is gambling now, gambling Fang Chen will be scared by him, gambling Fang Chen can't get how much money he has in his hand, gambling Fang Chen doesn't dare to follow.

Fang Chen shook his head slightly, after so many business negotiations, how could he not see that Pu Chengli had already taken out all his chips, and everything he showed now was just a bluff.

However, he knows that why Pu Chengli can become a billionaire does not seem to be just the so-called luck, and he really sighs to himself for his desperate courage and gambling.

The courage to put your full worth on the table is not something that everyone has.

The reason why some people can succeed is inseparable from this kind of gambling, and many people just lack the courage to make a desperate bet.

It's a pity that Pu Chengli met himself.

Fang Chen calmly took out another ten thousand from the shoebox and shouted, "Three thousand!"

In an instant, Pu Chengli collapsed.

Eyes are blank!

Finished!

It's all over!

All his hard work for so long was in vain!

Gao Yimin tried his best to give Pu Chengli a look, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, Pu Chengli was completely immersed in all kinds of painful emotions, completely blocking all information from the outside world!

"Ahem!" Fang Yongnian coughed.

"Chengli, do you still bid?"

After waiting for a few seconds, he still didn't wait for a response, Gao Yimin glanced at Pu Chengli helplessly, he had no choice.

Fang Chen obtained all the contracting rights of the walnut forest at a price of 31,000. ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Chen's mouth, this is the smile that belongs to the winner.

Wu Maocai jumped up even more excitedly, glanced at Pu Chengli with disdain, and fought with the ninth master, Pu Chengli was still a little close.

"Can you tell me how much money you still have?" said Pu Chengli as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He is unwilling, he is really unwilling!

He even hoped that Fang Chen had more money in his hand now, so that he might feel better, if Fang Chen won him by a difference of one or two thousand yuan, he would really vomit blood.

Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai, Wu Maocai reluctantly walked over, turned his back to everyone, opened the shoebox, and quickly closed it after a light in front of Pu Chengli.

Pu Chengli's expression was in a trance, and it took a few breaths before he came to his senses, looked at Fang Chen, and showed a wry smile, "I lost unjustly this time." ”

It's strange that his mood at this time is not so bad all of a sudden.

Although it was only for a short moment, he could already roughly see how much money was in it, and there were at least 100,000 yuan in such a thick stack!

Therefore, he was really unjustly defeated.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Pu Chengli gave Fang Chen a thumbs up, and then left without looking back.

He can now be sure that the idea of beating the walnut forest is Fang Chen himself, he can make such a large amount of money at such a young age, and he is convinced of the loss.

As for why, he didn't think that the money belonged to Fang Aiguo and Fang Aijun.

Fang Aiguo and Fang Aijun, he has known each other since childhood, and in terms of their quality, they can earn so much money, and he writes backwards, so this money can only be earned by Fang Chen himself.

When Wu Maocai turned around, he found that almost everyone was looking at the shoebox in his hand, and couldn't help but show a smug smile.

When has he been noticed by so many village cadres, he feels that he is the most beautiful in his life.

"Erfu, how much money is in the shoebox?" the security director couldn't help but ask.

Others craned their necks and pricked up their ears.

This question is what they are most concerned about now, how much money is in this shoebox that can scare Pu Chengli into turning his head and leaving, and he is convinced.

"Do you know the little God of Wealth in Luozhou?" Wu Maocai said.

"Yes, yes!" everyone nodded in succession.

Some time ago, the little God of Wealth in Luozhou was such a famous figure, how could they not know, if the news hadn't come too late, they would have the heart to smash a few gold bricks and smash out a 10,000 yuan household!

"My ninth master is the little god of wealth, and what I have in my hand is my ninth master's cornucopia, how much money do you say there is. After speaking, Wu Maocai hugged the shoebox tightly.

What the?

Fang Chen is the little God of Wealth?

Their first reaction was disbelief!

But the next moment, they suddenly felt like this again.

After all, according to the description of the people who went to smash the gold bricks in the next village, the age of the little God of Wealth is only fourteen or fifteen, so that it can match Fang Chen's age.

And most importantly, if Fang Chen is not the little God of Wealth, and this shoebox is not a cornucopia, how can he have so much money.